A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

Damn system!

Shen Ye cursed angrily.

He was about to be driven crazy by the system.

He got up early to run around the neighborhood, but when he had run two kilometers, the system said he hadn't clicked "start running" and that his previous run didn't count.

What have I ever done to you that you're doing this to me?

Shen Ye even considered not running at all today.

[Warning: If today's target is not met, this month's bonus will be forfeited!]

The moment this idea came to mind, system notifications followed.

Okay, you win.

Shen Ye gritted his teeth.

Aside from his natural good looks, he only had 5 points left for appearance, so the system's move was a perfect exploit of his weakness.

For the sake of appearances, he had to suppress his anger.

I've lost interest in running laps around the neighborhood, and the asphalt surface is too hard, so running on it for a long time isn't good for my feet.

After a moment's thought, Shen Ye immediately changed his mind.

There is a municipal park not far away, with a professional blue rubber running track that is soft and elastic to the touch, making it much more comfortable to run on.

Having made up his mind, he turned and walked out of the community gate, heading briskly towards the park.

The park was sparsely populated at 6:30 in the morning. Looking around, there were hardly any passersby playing or exercising. It was exceptionally quiet.

The only sounds were the rustling of the wind through the treetops and the clear chirping of early birds.

This environment suited him perfectly; he wouldn't be blocked by passersby and could complete his running task in peace.

Shen Shen brought up the system timer, confirmed that the mission had officially started, and then stepped onto the rubber track.

He didn't deliberately speed up, maintaining a steady jogging pace, moving forward lap after lap.

As he ran through the flowerbed area, a small figure caught his eye.

On the stone platform at the edge of the flower bed sat a little girl about his age.

The girl, wearing a thin white short-sleeved shirt, sat there quietly, motionless.

Her eyes were vacant, her face expressionless, and she looked somewhat dazed.

Shen Ye glanced at it a couple more times, a strange feeling creeping into his heart.

It's quite cold in the early morning, so I made sure to wear a jacket when I went out, only taking it off when I got warm.

This little girl is only wearing a short-sleeved shirt and she's been sitting still for so long. Doesn't she get cold?

A hint of doubt flashed through his mind, but he didn't delve into it further.

I guess it's someone's kid from the neighborhood.

Shen Ye withdrew his gaze and continued walking along the track.

It took him more than 20 minutes to run the three-kilometer distance.

He stopped and walked to the water station, unscrewed his water bottle, and took a few sips of warm water.

The sweet, warm water slid down my throat, instantly washing away all my fatigue.

During his break, his gaze involuntarily drifted back to the flower bed he had just been standing there.

The little girl in white was still sitting in the same spot, not moving an inch from beginning to end.

Moreover, a middle-aged woman had appeared beside her at some point.

The woman looked to be around fifty years old, dressed simply, and her expression showed some anxiety.

She bent over, her mouth opening and closing, constantly talking to the little girl.

No matter how the woman tried to persuade her, the little girl ignored her.

Seeing this, Shen Ye's doubts grew stronger.

Mother and daughter?

It doesn't seem likely. One looks to be in his fifties, and the other is under ten. That age difference is improbable.

Just as he was pondering this, the middle-aged woman stretched out her arm, seemingly intending to grab the girl and forcibly take her away.

The movements were not small, and appeared somewhat forceful to onlookers.

Shen Ye's heart jumped instantly.

A little girl, alone, was forcibly dragged away by a strange middle-aged woman...

A terrible thought suddenly popped into his mind: Could they be human traffickers?

The more Shen Ye thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

The park is deserted in the early morning, making it a perfect opportunity for criminals to strike.

Without further hesitation, he took a step and strode quickly toward the flower bed.

"Miss, please come back with me. Miss Jingyan is waiting for you," Aunt Wang earnestly advised.

But Mu Jinghuan remained expressionless, staring intently at the ants foraging in the soil at her feet, a faint smile on her lips, as if she hadn't heard Aunt Wang's words.

Aunt Wang sighed. Once Miss Wang takes an interest in something, it's very difficult for others to disturb her.

She stretched out her arms, intending to carry Mu Jingyan back with her.

But her hand had barely reached out, before it even touched Mu Jinghuan's clothes—

"What are you trying to do?!"

A clear, youthful voice suddenly rang out.

Before Aunt Wang could react, a figure rushed over from the side, grabbed Mu Jinghuan from the stone steps, and pulled her behind her to protect her.

The movements were so quick and efficient that Aunt Wang was completely stunned.

Shen Ye stood in front of the girl, staring intently at the middle-aged woman in front of him, his eyes full of vigilance.

His body tensed slightly, his legs braced, ready to run away at any moment.

"Who are you to her?"

Shen Ye asked in a deep voice.

Aunt Wang was completely bewildered by his series of actions, and it took her a while to come to her senses, her face full of confusion:

"Whose child is this? Why are they pulling our young lady around?"

"Your young lady?"

Shen Ye frowned and turned to look at the girl behind him.

Mu Jinghuan looked completely bewildered, tilting her head slightly and staring straight at Shen Ye with her big, watery eyes.

Those eyes were crystal clear, yet filled with a deep sense of bewilderment, as if asking—Who are you? What do you want?

This dazed and bewildered look, as if he didn't recognize anyone around him, instantly confirmed Shen Ye's suspicions.

The girl didn't know this middle-aged woman at all.

In other words, this person is indeed a human trafficker!

run!

This was Shen Ye's first thought.

There weren't many people in the park at that spot, and the two children alone were definitely no match for the adults.

Shen Ye grabbed Mu Jingyan and ran in the opposite direction.

The sudden scene left Aunt Wang stunned, and it took her a few seconds to react.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Aunt Wang finally realized what was happening, both shocked and anxious. She immediately took off chasing after her, shouting, "Give me back Miss! Don't run away!"

The shouts and footsteps behind me grew closer and closer; I could tell they were chasing me very closely.

Shen Ye's heart tightened, but Mu Jinghuan beside him walked slowly, her short legs unable to keep up with his pace.

Not only could he not run fast, but he also frequently lost his balance.

If this continues, it won't be long before they catch up.

At the critical moment, Shen Ye made a decisive decision.

He slammed on the brakes and stopped abruptly. Before Mu Jinghuan could say anything, he bent down, reached out, and swiftly hoisted her onto his shoulder.

"ah--"

Mu Jinghuan finally uttered her first sound of the day, softly and gently, like a kitten's meow.

She was lying on Shen Ye's shoulder, her legs were firmly held, her head was down, and her long black hair was hanging down, swaying in the wind.

Shen Ye didn't care about anything else and ran off with the person on his back.

I must say, without the burden of dragging us down, our speed has improved by a whole new level.

He moved with lightning speed, taking two steps at a time, and after a few turns, he disappeared into the grove of trees deep in the park.

Aunt Wang chased after them to the corner, leaning on her knees and panting heavily, watching helplessly as the two small figures disappeared into the shadows of the trees ahead.

"Really! Whose naughty child is this?!" Aunt Wang was both angry and anxious, stamping her feet repeatedly, inwardly lamenting her misfortune.

"How are we going to explain this?!"

Too tired to run, Aunt Wang could only take out her phone to make a call.

"Miss Jingyan, Huanhuan has been carried away by a little boy we don't know..."

There was a three-second silence on the other end of the phone.

"What?!"

A voice that was both cute and fierce exploded out.