"What?!" Li Yifei suddenly shot to his feet, his executive chair sliding violently backward, slamming into the windowsill with a heavy thud.
Su Yiyi and Michelle, who were in Li Yifei's office, jumped in fright. Having been with Li Yifei for so long, they'd never seen him lose composure like this. Clearly, something major had happened, and for Li Yifei to react so strongly, the gravity of the situation left both Michelle and Su Yiyi unable to even imagine its severity.
"Heh heh!" The caller let out an extraordinarily unpleasant laugh and said, "Do you want your son back?"
"Go ahead, name your conditions." It had been over three months since his son had disappeared. While Li Yifei had constantly thought of him, he had come to grudgingly accept the situation. However, now that the perpetrators had unexpectedly made contact, he was overcome with emotion. Still, he quickly composed himself, knowing that excitement alone wouldn't solve the problem.
