He asked tentatively and with great care, all the while praying fervently in his heart that it was not that incident, please not that incident.
The hand he kept under the table was gripping his trousers so tightly, he was nearly about to tear a strip off them.
When Wang Zitan looked up, Gao Peng couldn't help but feel a tingling on his scalp, the color drained from his face in an instant, and the awkward smile that hung there became frozen in place.
Wang Zitan couldn't even begin to imagine how this reckless and brainless man managed to kidnap his son.
He pulled out a photo from his pocket and placed it on the table.