CHAPTER 698: CHAPTER 700:

If Luck is good?

But what if Luck isn’t good?

Mr. Mo didn’t even dare to think about it!

Mo Shu continued, "It’s okay, I promise you, even if I can’t bring him back, I’ll do my best to ensure my own safety. Don’t forget, I also learned judo when I was a kid."

"What’s the use of that!" Mr. Mo roared. "Look at your belly now, it’s so big!"

Mo Shu’s hand remained on her belly, a habitual gesture.

She subconsciously lowered her head for a glance, her lips curling slightly, "It’s okay, Grandpa, trust me."

Grandpa Mo sighed heavily.

But indeed, they could only follow the other party’s demands.

What if... what if it succeeded?

Seeing Mo Shu’s firm demeanor, Grandpa Mo, though disagreeing, was swayed by the idea of success.

Now, they could only hope treating the dead horse as if it were alive.

Qin Yuan felt something was amiss; Mo Shu didn’t seem like someone who would care so much about Mo Jiantao’s affairs. Was Mo Shu really just worried about Mo Jiantao’s safety?

Could it be, during these three days of Mo Jiantao’s disappearance, Mo Shu finally realized the importance of this father to her?

Qin Yuan felt it was unlikely, but she couldn’t find a better explanation.

Her eyes red and swollen, she choked up and asked, "But it’s so dangerous, Mo Shu, are you really confident you can come back safely? Let’s secretly call the police, let them protect you in the shadows, and then you can go..."

"What are you talking about contacting the police!" Mr. Mo barked. "Aren’t our own elite forces stronger than the police?"

The Mo Family always kept a group of bodyguards in private.

These bodyguards were usually rescued from traffickers or picked up from impoverished mountainous areas.

From a young age, these people received the Mo Family’s cultivation and education. Each person might have their own life, but they all shared one mission: to give their life for their master.

In ancient times, they would be akin to Hidden Guards and Death Soldiers.

These people were agile and extremely skilled in concealment.

Indeed, more suitable for today’s situation than the police.

Qin Yuan’s heart skipped a beat and said, "Right, right, this is the correct approach, but... what if... the other party discovers them?"

Mr. Mo’s eyes were deep and intimidating as he glanced sideways with a cold voice, "If no one in the family reveals it, nobody will know."

Qin Yuan’s heart nearly leaped from her chest, she quickly lowered her head, saying, "That’s good, that’s good!"

Mo Shu also glanced over and noticed Qin Yuan’s rapid heartbeat.

She could hear the beating of Qin Yuan’s heart and keenly sensed Qin Yuan’s guilty conscience.

Truly a terrifying woman.

If Sao Zha hadn’t undergone Evolution, Mo Shu still wouldn’t be able to see her true nature.

Suddenly, the home phone rang again.

Picking it up, the hoarse voice of the kidnapper came through, "How have you considered?"

The voice carried triumph and certainty, seemingly not worried at all about their rejection, and sinisterly laughed, "I’ve given you plenty of time, sending a pregnant woman to deliver the money is the greatest mercy I can offer."

Mo Shu took the phone and said, "You say so, but after all, the kidnapper is asking for one billion, not one million. So much money, all in cash, that’s not realistic."

The other side, as if expecting this, chuckled ominously, "You are the pregnant woman, right? No worries, I’m not asking for cash."