299: C299 Where Did You Take My Son?

C299 Where Did You Take My Son?

0"Speak." Yan Shu sat down again with a cold expression, "But Ms. Jiang, I will only give you this chance. If you continue to dawdle, I will leave immediately."

"After all, Yan Wei is the one in jail. The one who has no face is also your Shao family."

As if Yan Shu had just left too decisively, Chiang Lan was frightened by her words. After her face turned cold, she opened her mouth, "That little bastard..."

Yan Shu placed the coffee cup heavily on the table and some coffee splashed onto the table, scaring Chiang Lan.

Chiang Lan gritted her teeth and changed the way she addressed him, "Your son is not dead!"

Yan Shu had long guessed that it would be the result. Otherwise, Chiang Lan would have personally dealt with a baby and when she saw her, she would definitely have a panic-stricken expression.

Furthermore, when she mentioned the child just now, Chiang Lan also clearly revealed a bit of disgust.

But now that she personally heard Chiang Lan say that her son was not dead, the stone that had been pressing down on her heart for the past few years suddenly disappeared. She took two deep breaths.

Yan Shu tightly pursed her lower lip and let herself remain calm as she negotiated with Chiang Lan, "Where did you take my son?"

"Sold." Chiang Lan snorted and did not think that she had done anything wrong.

"At that time, I especially hated that child and even called someone over. I planned to throw him into the garbage dump and let him fend for himself."

"But I want to see a woman when I leave the hospital. That woman said that the child's health was not good and that the incense at home cannot be cut off. She offered 50 million to buy this child from me."

"If I can get rid of this child, I can also get 50 million. Such a good deal, of course I agree."

Chiang Lan said, "Furthermore, the woman also said that this child will be hers in the future. She will find people to erase all evidence and there will not be any trouble."

After listening to Chiang Lan's words, Yan Shu tightly bit her lower lip and her expression could not help but become tense.

Previously, she was curious why in those few years, she had Shan Yin send people to City Y many times to search that hospital but they could not find any clues.

So it was someone who helped Chiang Lan wipe out the traces of that child!

"What does that woman look like?" Yan Shu asked calmly.

"It has been more than five years. How could I remember what she looks like?" Chiang Lan rolled her eyes and said sharply, "Yan Shu, you cheated on my son after marriage. You don't feel ashamed. Instead, you want to find that child? Who married you..."

"Let me ask you what that woman looks like." Yan Shu interrupted her words. Her pretty face was cold and her eyes were ruthless.

"Ms. Jiang, I don't have the patience to waste time with you! If you can't answer my question truthfully, I can hand over some things to the police station and let Yan Wei sit in jail!"

"You, how can you..."

"If you don't believe me, you can go back and wait for the news tomorrow morning." Yan Shu smiled coldly, "When the time comes, if you want to negotiate with me again, it will be too late!"

... "" Chiang Lan secretly gritted her teeth.

Initially, she felt that Yan Shu was lying to her, but when she saw Yan Shu's confident expression, she started to feel terrified in her heart.

If Yan Shu did not have something in her hands, how could she dare to be so arrogant?

After a long silence, when the coffee in their cups had cooled down, Chiang Lan said with a green face, "I vaguely remember that woman should be in her forties. She has long hair and looks that I really can't remember."

"Think about it again." Yan Shu's fingers tapped on the table, "Is there anything eye-catching on her face, such as scars and birthmarks?"

Chiang Lan thought about it carefully. "Oh right, there is a mole on the right side of the woman's lips."

Yan Shu firmly remembered the age and facial features of that woman in her mind.

Then she got up from the chair. "Let's go to the bank and print the running water of your bank."

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