But he wasn't foolish, a look of uncertainty crossed his face, "Would she agree?"
Rong Weiwei comforted him softly at his side, "Sister will certainly agree. Mu is her dear younger brother, after all. Besides, Dad, it's not like you won't pay the remaining money. Didn't the kidnapper say that as long as the money is paid in full, he would release the hostage? It's like asking a little nephew for a favor, just to exchange Mu first. There won't be any danger."
Rong Nanfeng ultimately cared most about his son, hard-won as he was; even if he felt that there was something off about what Rong Weiwei said, he couldn't bother with that now and subconsciously followed her line of thought.
"Time is pressing, and Mu is still running a high fever, Dad, let's go look for Sister first," Rong Weiwei 'thoughtfully' reminded him.
Rong Nanfeng furrowed his brows and steeled his heart, ordering the servants to prepare the car.
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