"Are you Qin Yanran's fiancé?"
"Huh?" Jiang Meihao lost his composure.
"Ha, your sister, isn't it?" The kidnapper was furious.
Jiang Guangrong immediately responded. Since his brother was taken hostage, Qin Yanran must have been kidnapped as well, but what Jiang Guangrong couldn't understand was how Qin Yanran got the kidnapper to call him. Without thinking much, he quickly answered, "I am Qin Yanran's fiancé, who are you?"
Upon hearing Jiang Guangrong's words, Qin Yanran breathed a sigh of relief. The kidnapper sneered and said, "Listen, your fiancée is now in our hands. It's no big deal to see your fiancée's clothes. I'll send you an account number. You can transfer the money to me right away. 8 million yuan, not a penny less!"
"Here..." Jiang Guangrong couldn't help but utter a curse. Jiang Guangrong laughed.
Soon the kidnappers locked Qin Yanran alone in a small room, with Qin Yanran herself tied to a stone pillar.
