CHAPTER 673: CHAPTER 675:

Mo Shu could ignore her father, but she couldn’t ignore Grandpa Mo’s only son.

Yu Siqiao quickly dialed the number, but the call didn’t go through.

Mo Shu thought for a moment and sent a message, "Hello, I am Mo Shu. If you don’t know who I am, you can ask Mo Jiantao."

Sure enough, a call came soon after.

Mo Shu calmly said, "Hello."

The voice on the other end was very low, "Are you Mo Jiantao’s daughter?"

"Yes," Mo Shu replied evenly, "I heard you want money."

There was a sardonic laugh from the other end, "Yes, I want money, but I heard from him that his daughter is beautiful and has a good figure..."

The speaker was on, and Yu Siqiao stood beside.

Hearing the words of the criminal, Yu Siqiao’s face turned dark instantly.

This Mo Jiantao, he’s inhuman!

Mo Shu gently patted him to calm him down and said to the phone, "Did he tell you that?"

There was another sardonic laugh, "Yes."

"Put him on the phone; I want to speak with him."

Mo Jiantao was bound and gagged in the corner, his mouth stuffed with a moldy cloth and plastic bag. Hearing this, he struggled and started muffled shouting excitedly.

The criminal, fully covered except for his cold and ruthless eyes, said, "Okay."

His voice was hoarse as if his vocal cords had been damaged.

The criminal stepped forward and removed the gag from Mo Jiantao’s mouth.

Mo Jiantao immediately began to vomit, retching a few times without producing much, obviously in discomfort.

Before he could recover, a cellphone was thrust in front of his face, and the criminal said, "Speak."

Mo Jiantao hurriedly said, "Mo Shu, don’t listen to him. I never had the chance to speak to him. How could I possibly tell a stranger about my daughter..."

Before he could finish, the criminal snatched away the phone, "Did you hear that?"

Mo Shu paused for a moment, then asked, "How much money do you want?"

"I just want one billion," the criminal’s voice was low, as if one billion was merely a number to him, showing no greed typical of criminals, "Convert it to US Dollars. You will provide the ransom, that shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

"One billion?" Mo Shu laughed, "Sir, do you realize how much one billion US dollars is? Do you think I could carry that much cash by myself? Besides..." her voice thick with sarcasm, "Mo Jiantao’s life isn’t worth a billion."

Mo Jiantao immediately burst out yelling, "You ungrateful brat, I am your biological father. Without me, would you even have today? You..."

"Shut up!" The criminal suddenly bellowed, kicking Mo Jiantao in the chest, "You have no right to speak here!"

Mo Jiantao grunted in pain, collapsing to the ground.

The criminal spoke to Mo Shu over the phone again, "Of course you can’t carry the cash. I’m thoughtful, so it’s not as if I can’t do without that one billion. How about you trade yourself for him?"

Yu Siqiao’s gaze turned sinister, his voice icy, "You certainly have quite an appetite."

His chilling voice bristled with threat, the hostility palpable even through the phone, making Mo Jiantao involuntarily shiver in fear.

Hearing Yu Siqiao’s voice, the criminal laughed even more arrogantly, "Yes, isn’t that what kidnapping is all about? However, I’m not interested in your wife; what I want are the twins in her belly. Hand over the children, and I’ll return your wife to you. You can always have more kids in the future. Sounds like a good deal, right?"