My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious Chapter 947 - 866: Take Special Measures if Necessary

"Lu Qing’s phone can’t be reached, where did he go?"

Qin Miaomiao sat down nervously across from her grandfather, stamring, "He should be with his police friend."

"Is my grandson really not kidnapped?"

Old Sir Lu’s voice was trembling as he spoke. Qin Miaomiao’s eyes revealed a deep aning, thinking that her grandfather must have received definite news to co rushing over. She then recounted the events in detail.

"So many people, yet not one noticed anything. My grandson is carried away just like that; are they all useless? You two seriously, what are you so busy with that you can’t co ho? The two of you are getting more outrageous, is there still family, still , in your eyes?"

Seeing her grandfather getting angry, Qin Miaomiao couldn’t help but explain, "It’s because a friend of mine passed away, so both Lu Qing and I were not ho, we went to the hospital to see him off one last ti."

"No matter what kind of friend it is, nothing is more important than watching over the child at ho. Everything is too coincidental, precisely when you’re not ho, the child is taken away. So many people yet no one noticed. When Lu Qing returns, have him replace all these people!"

Old Sir Lu’s words were heard by the nanny and Xiao Xiang, their hands holding the teacups involuntarily shook. Seeing Old Sir Lu’s angry and glaring face, they quickly put down the teacups and left.

Qin Miaomiao bit her lip, feeling bad, "Grandpa, have so tea to calm down."

Old Sir Lu held the teacup, the veins on the back of his hand bulging. He had weathered many storms in his life, with a strong psychological resilience. But as he aged, his ability to cope weakened, and the news ca too suddenly, leading to his loss of composure.

But he knew better than anyone that blaming anyone at this point was useless. The most important thing was the safety of his eldest grandson.

Taking a deep breath, Old Sir Lu’s face showed not a hint of expression, "What are your plans?"

Qin Miaomiao wanted to say that Lu Qing would handle it, but it felt like a piece of wet cotton was stuck in her throat, her voice not coming through.

These past days, she’s been extrely tense, sleeping less than two hours a day. The premonitory dream kept reappearing, and every ti she woke from a nightmare, she was drenched in cold sweat.

Her child, the flesh off her own body, she felt more pain than anyone could.

Not only the child, but also her best friend.

Rong Lan, forever resting underground, she owed him so much, couldn’t repay him, and now she’d never have the chance.

Qin Miaomiao kept clearing her throat, subconsciously picking up the water cup in front of her, unknowingly drinking a whole cup of water.

Old Sir Lu sighed, "Who is the other party?"

Qin Miaomiao’s voice was hoarse, "The other party disguised as a woman and lurked in the villa for many days, and none of the maids working with him noticed his true identity, not even his gender. Judging by the thod of the cri, the other party is highly intelligent."

"But so far, the other party has only actively contacted Lu Qing, not . In this situation, Lu Qing and I agree, the other party is not after money, perhaps they have a personal vendetta against us."

Old Sir Lu’s eyes flashed with a hint of gloom.

Standing atop the pyramid, most people look up to them, but the enemies, like spring grass after a wildfire, can spread with the slightest mistake.

It seems the Lu Family’s thods in recent years have truly been too gentle, allowing those insignificant adversaries to dare to bully them.

"If necessary, employ special asures."