"Wen Qiao?" Wen Qin looked as if she was on the verge of life and death in the car.
She had no idea where she and her son were being taken, afraid that these people were in cahoots with those demanding money.
When they arrived at the villa and she saw Wen Qiao, she was taken aback.
"Is it you, Wen Qiao?" Wen Qin looked at her in disbelief, "You've grown up, but Grandma still recognizes you. Wen Qiao, Grandma has missed you so much."
Seeing her grandmother whom she hadn't seen in ten years, Wen Qiao's eyes instantly reddened.
She stepped forward to embrace her grandmother, "Grandma, I've missed you too."
Only then did Wen Rui truly breathe a sigh of relief, holding his chest as he said, "So you are Qiaoqiao's friends, why didn't you say so earlier."
He was still feeling an aftershock of fear, but seeing a few men nearby with unfriendly expressions, he dared not act rashly.
