After Xia Yinglin received the call from the private detective, she had been feeling uneasy. It was not until she tremblingly accepted the photo that the private detective handed her that she finally decided to implement her plan.

Looking at Xinhe, Xia Yinglin hesitated and wondered whether she should tell her daughter about finding someone to kidnap Han Zhibao. At this time, the mobile phone next to the computer desk suddenly rang. Xia Yinglin immediately became nervous.

"Mom, what's wrong? Why don't you answer the phone?" Xinhe seemed to see her mother's uneasiness. "What? What happened?"

"Xinhe, please go out first."

"Mom, what happened? Why can't you let me know?" Xinhe said, rushing to the computer desk, picking up the phone and about to answer it, but Xia Yinglin, who was following closely, snatched it away.

"I'll call you later." Xia Yinglin hung up the phone after saying that.

Xinhe opened the laptop again. When she saw the flashing picture on the computer screen, her heart almost stopped beating. She even covered her mouth in disbelief to prevent herself from screaming in surprise.

On the computer screen, Han Zhibao was huddled in the corner with a little boy in his arms. Several men stood nearby, holding iron bars in their hands, staring at them eagerly. Xinhe quickly closed the computer, trembling all over. She raised her head in horror and looked

Xia Yinglin could hardly speak: "Mom, you..."

"Now that you have discovered it, I don't want to hide it from you." Xia Yinglin sat at the computer desk, opened the computer again. Looking at the picture above, she said slowly: "Actually, I have already found a good person to teach you a lesson.

She did. Until this morning, I received a call from the private investigator, and when I saw..."

"See...what did you see?" Xinhe sat down opposite Xia Yinglin.

Xia Yinglin did not say any more, but took out an envelope from the drawer and handed it to Xinhe. Xinhe took the envelope and opened it quickly. When a stack of photos was placed in front of her, she was stunned for a moment.

"This child...this little boy..."

"Does it look like Hong Shi?"

Xia Yinglin's words exploded in Xinhe's mind like a bomb. When she saw the little boy in the photo, the first thing she thought of was Hong Shi, but she never believed it, let alone said it. Mom

The words made her tremble all over, and the hands holding the photo even more tightly kneaded the photo into a ball. "What does this mean?"

"Five years ago, Wu's mother reminded me that Shuo Zhibao might be pregnant. I didn't believe it at the time, and I didn't expect... I commissioned a private detective to take pictures of this. Hong Shi didn't know about it yet, so I thought...

Before Hong Shi finds out, I will destroy them both..."

"No -" Xinhe suddenly shouted: "Impossible, this is impossible. How could they have children? No - this is not true. They would not do this to me..."

Xia Yinglin walked out of the table and hugged Xinhe tightly. She knew that this blow was too big for her daughter. Ever since Xinhe knew that she could not be a mother, she had been worried about not being able to give birth to a child for Hong Shi.

Yu Huai, this is the eternal pain in her heart.

"Mom, what should I do? I'm not willing to give in. I'm really not willing to give in. Why? Why? Why Han Zhibao? Why her?" Xinhe hugged Xia Yinglin and cried heartbrokenly. "Mom - why am I like this

Miserable? How did I get to where I am today? My daughter hates me so much, and my daughter is unwilling to accept it——"

"So, mom understands your heart best. All this is because of Han Zhibao. As long as they disappear forever, nothing will happen." Xia Yinglin said harshly.

Xinhe raised his head from Xia Yinglin's arms: "Mom...are you ready..."

"I'm going to torture her slowly... until she dies..." Xia Yinglin said, pulling up Xin He, and the two walked to the computer. Xia Yinglin sat Xin He down in front of the computer. "Daughter, just sit here and look at me.

How to torture her? I will make her life worse than death."

Xia Yinglin said, picking up the mobile phone on the table. "Hey! Pull the camera closer, I want to see the expression on her face."

After Xia Yinglin finished speaking, she saw the camera slowly getting closer. Outside the screen, there was a person approaching Zhibao and the others with a video camera.

On the flashing screen, Zhibao raised his head and begged: "Please let the child go, please. He is innocent. He has nothing to do with me."

"It doesn't matter? Isn't he your son? How could it not matter? What we are looking for is your mother and son." A man appeared in the camera. He was the one who ordered everyone to beat Uncle Rong to death.

"No, he's not...he's not my son. I don't have a son at all."

The man quickly took out a photo and threw it on Zhibao's face. "You want to hide it from me. Look, who is he?"

Han Zhibao picked up the photo, and when he saw Zifeng and Xiaorang in the photo, the fear in his heart began to spread. Who were they? Why did they arrest their mother and son? At this time, Han Zhibao's heart was completely focused on his son.

She shouted frantically: "Where did you get this photo? What did you do to my son?"

The man was stunned. Could it be that he had caught the wrong person? This child was really not her son. The man took the photo in disbelief, then held up Shuoshuo's face and looked at it carefully.

Five-year-old Shuoshuo seemed to have been so frightened that she forgot to cry and looked at the person in front of her stupidly.

Xia Yinglin saw this and asked, "What's going on?"

A hand stretched out from the side and handed over a mobile phone. Another voice sounded outside the screen: "Fourth brother, Sister Ying asked what's going on?"

The man took the phone and said: "Damn, this boy is really not her son. Damn, she is carrying someone else's child."

Xia Yinglin angrily ordered: "Don't go find her son yet. You'd better be careful..."

Before Xia Yinglin finished speaking, Xinhe rushed to say: "Mom - I want to hear Han Zhibao say from his own words...Whose child is...?"

Xia Yinglin heard what her daughter said, so she said, "Wait a minute, ask her. Who was her son born to?" After Xia Yinglin finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

After receiving the order, the man walked up to Zhibao, who was on the verge of collapse. "Tell me, who is the little boy in the photo?"

Zhibao suddenly raised his head and asked: "Why do you ask that? Who asked you to kidnap me?" After Zhibao finished speaking, he suddenly looked at the camera and shouted: "Who are you? Who are you? Why?

Want to kidnap me..."

The man grabbed Zhibao's chin, asked her to face him, and said harshly: "Tell me, who did you have the child with? Whose is it?"

"be mine."

As soon as "Pa" Zhibao finished speaking, he was slapped hard on the face. "I told you to be tough. Say it quickly."

Zhibao spit out the blood in his mouth and said seriously: "The child is mine. I am alone..."

Before he could finish speaking, there was another slap.

Shuoshuo next to her finally burst into tears when she saw such a scene.

"Even if you beat me to death, I won't tell you. No matter what you want to do, I won't let you..." Zhibao said this and looked at the camera and laughed. "...You will succeed..."

When Xinhe saw Zhibao's eyes, he immediately looked away.

Xia Yinglin called again and asked them not to press for further questioning. They should catch the child first before talking. After hanging up the phone, Xia Yinglin also closed the computer.

"Xinhe, don't worry. Once I catch her son, I will..."

"Where are they?"

"Xinhe, why are you asking this? Don't you want to go?"

"I want to confirm it with my own eyes and hear it with my own ears." Xinhe stood up and walked out while continuing: "I will go to the hospital to take care of my father first. My mother will stay here and wait for news. If the child is caught,
Chapter completed!