The gluttonous little boy is four and a half years old, and even the wealthy family kneels down and

When Fu Zongxu returned to his villa, it was almost ten o'clock.

Uncle Li came out to greet him, took the suit jacket he had taken off, and said softly, "Young Master is already asleep."

Fu Zongxu hummed in agreement, loosened his collar, and went upstairs.

Uncle Li followed behind him, and before he could ask, he whispered:

"The young master behaved very well at kindergarten today, and the teacher praised him again. She said he wasn't as quiet as he was the first two days after starting kindergarten, and he was willing to talk to the other children."

He paused, his tone tinged with relief, "My appetite has improved a lot. Before, I would only eat a few bites at night before putting down my chopsticks. It's probably because I'm in kindergarten now and have a lot of physical activity. These past few days, I've been eating about half again as much at dinner as before."

Fu Zongxu didn't stop walking, and simply said, "It's good that he's willing to eat."

Uncle Li added, "After school, he would drag me to play rock-paper-scissors. He was so happy after winning a round that he jumped around the living room several times. I think he's finally acting like a child again."

When he said this, his brows and eyes relaxed, as if the anxiety he had been carrying these past few days had finally eased somewhat.

Fu Zongxu nodded, walked to Fu Yuzhou's door, and gently pushed it open a crack.

The nightlight was on, and Fu Yuzhou was already fast asleep, but the blanket only covered his waist, with one arm sticking out and a half-open picture book clutched in his little hand.

Fu Zongxu tiptoed in, took the picture book from his hands and placed it on the bedside table, then pulled the blanket over him.

He stood by the bed for a while before turning and leaving.

The next morning, Fu Yuzhou woke up without being woken up.

He put on his school uniform, washed up, and sat back down at the table to eat a little more porridge. Before leaving, he ran to the cabinet, took out two Rubik's Cubes that had already been put away, held them in his hand, and his little face was full of a competitive spirit.

He lost all his games yesterday and couldn't sleep well last night, tossing and turning. He secretly resolved to have a Rubik's Cube competition with Xiaojin today.

He practiced solving a 4x4 Rubik's Cube for a long time last night.

This time, we must defeat Yun Fengjin.

Upon arriving at the kindergarten, Fu Yuzhou rushed into the Whale Class first.

He placed the two Rubik's Cubes side by side on his table, sat up straight, and kept glancing towards the door.

But Xiao Jin's seat remained empty until the school bell rang.

He couldn't sit still any longer, so he walked over to the teacher and awkwardly began to speak:

"Teacher, is one student missing today?"

The teacher crouched down and said softly, "Xiaojin is absent today. She's not feeling well and can't come to kindergarten. What's wrong? Do you miss her?"

Fu Yuzhou was stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face gradually faded.

He said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

Gu Fei, standing nearby, was already anxious, her eyes red-rimmed as she asked, "What's wrong with Xiao Jin? Is she very sick? Will she die?"

Ren Feichen chimed in, "Exactly! Xiao Jin ate half a steak yesterday, how come she's sick today?"

The teacher quickly reassured them, saying that Xiaojin just had a common cold and would be fine after resting.

Fu Yuzhou did not speak again.

He slowly walked to the small bookshelf in the corner, randomly picked up a picture book, and opened it.

This time, however, he didn't turn a single page for a long time, and the two Rubik's Cubes were carelessly tossed aside.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the school, Yun Ziang and Xiao Jin had already changed into their full gear.

Yun Ziang wore a khaki trench coat, a dark-colored fisherman's hat, and sunglasses.

He dressed Xiao Jin up as a mini detective, wearing a yellow vest, a matching little round hat, and carrying her little cloth bag.

The two hid behind a car parked on the side of the road, peeking furtively ahead.

Yun Zijing and Che Xinyan were coming out of a boutique, each carrying a small paper bag, looking like an ordinary pair of friends.

Yun Ziang lowered his voice: "Follow them."

Xiao Jin hummed in agreement, grabbed his shirt with her small hand, and the two of them walked along the wall like thieves.

Along the way, Yun Zijing and Che Xinyan visited two more stores, tried on hats, looked at shoes, and even bought two drinks at a milk tea shop.

Yun Ziang and Xiao Jin hid behind the GG sign, by the flower bed, and around the corner, following along with each other until they were exhausted and disheveled.

His legs were almost broken from walking, but Xiao Jin became more and more excited as she followed, as if they were playing a large-scale game of hide-and-seek.

"They've gone into the coffee shop," Xiao Jin noticed first.

Yun Ziang quickly pulled her inside and chose a seat in the corner.

He ordered the most bitter Americano to perk him up, while Xiao Jin held a glass of milk. The two of them hid behind the menu, pretending to read the words.

Yun Zijing and Che Xinyan were not far away, chatting and laughing.

Yun Ziang listened intently for a long time, but couldn't glean any useful information.

By the time Yun Zijing and Che Xinyan left the coffee shop, it was almost noon.

Yun Ziang and Xiao Jin continued to follow, but the two hailed a taxi on the roadside and left.

Yun Zi'ang was stunned. He hurriedly flagged down another car and said to the driver, "Sir, follow the car in front!"

Xiao Jin sat in the back seat, her little face pressed against the car window, her eyes wide open, afraid of losing them.

The taxi drove all the way to the front of a hotel before stopping.

Yun Zi'ang saw Che Xinyan get out of the car first, and then reached out to help Yun Zijing.

Yun Zijing's steps were unsteady, and she leaned against Che Xinyan, as if she were drunk or had no strength left.

Yun Ziang's expression changed immediately.

He dropped the money, picked up Xiao Jin, and rushed into the hotel lobby.

When the receptionist asked him who he was looking for, he gave a vague answer and just kept staring at the elevator numbers.

Yun Zijing and Che Xinyan have already gone up to the fourth floor.

Yun Ziang rushed up the stairs with Xiao Jin, taking three steps at a time.

He carried Xiao Jin in his arms, and the little round hat was tilted to one side from the jostling.

At this moment, the elevator arrived at the fourth floor, and Che Xinyan helped Yun Zijing stop in front of a door.

She raised her hand and knocked twice. The door opened, and a man poked his head out from inside.

The man who peeked out from behind the door was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt, his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were alert.

He quickly glanced at both ends of the corridor, then pulled the door open as wide as possible and stepped aside to let the person in.

As the door closed, Xiao Jin was being carried on Yun Ziang's shoulder, walking around the last half of the stairs.

Xiao Jin's little round hat was already hanging down to her ears, and she was tightly gripping the back of Yun Ziang's collar with both hands.

In the room, Che Xinyan helped Yun Zijing to the bedside and laid her down.

Her hands were still trembling, and her voice was weak:

"Chen Guang, is the medicine you gave me reliable? Will she be alright? She doesn't look quite right..."

Chen Guang took his camera bag from the bedside table without turning his head:

"Don't scare yourself. It's just a little something to help you sleep; you'll wake up in two hours. What you should be thinking about right now is how to deal with her when she transfers the money after the photos are taken."

Che Xinyan bit her lower lip: "But if she finds out when she wakes up... she'll definitely hate me to death."

"Once you've got the money, will you still care if she hates you or not?" Chen Guang scoffed, turned on the camera, took off the lens cap, and walked to the door to check the door chain again.

He glanced at Che Xinyan. "Hurry up, take off her coat. Lie on your side so her face is visible. Just a few pictures will be enough to make her recognizable."

Che Xinyan stood in front of Yun Zijing and reached for her shirt collar.

His hands were shaking so badly that he couldn't unbutton the shirt no matter how many times he tried.

Yun Zijing's eyes were half-closed, and her head drooped down little by little, as if all her strength had been drained away.

Her lips were very dry, and her face was so pale it was almost transparent.

"Can you hurry up?" Chen Guang, growing impatient, frowned and walked over, shoving her hand away. "Fine, I'll do it."

He bent down, just about to grab Yun Zijing's collar, when a loud bang came from the door.

It wasn't a knocking sound; it was someone kicking the door open from the outside.

The door slammed against the wall, causing the coat rack in the corner to fall to the ground.

Before Chen Guang could react, a hand grabbed him by the back of his collar and flung him off the bed.

He crashed into the TV cabinet with his camera, making a loud "bang," and the lens cap rolled a long way off.

Yun Zi'ang stood at the door, his chest heaving violently. He saw Yun Zijing lying unconscious on the bed, and then he saw the camera that Chen Guang was still clutching tightly when he fell to the ground. His mind felt like it had been doused with a bucket of hot oil.

He took two steps forward, grabbed Chen Guang by the collar, and punched him in the face.

The punch was hard and solid, and Chen Guang's nose immediately started bleeding.

Yun Ziang didn't stop, and threw a second and a third punch.

Chen Guang initially tried to fight back, but later all he could do was clutch his head and wail.

Che Xinyan was so frightened that her soul almost left her body, and she turned around and ran towards the door.

Her heels were too high, and she was running too fast, so she tripped after taking just one step.

Just then, Xiao Jin rushed out from behind Yun Ziang, pounced like a little tiger, and hugged Che Xinyan's legs with her two short arms.

Che Xinyan lost her balance, cried out in surprise, and fell forward. She landed on the ground, her forehead hitting the doormat in the entryway.

Xiao Jin scrambled onto her back, plopped down on her bottom, grabbed her clothes with her little hands, and panted as she called out:

"Xiao Jin, I've got you! You're a big bad guy! Don't run away!"

Che Xinyan tried to struggle, but it felt like a huge rock was pressing down on her, and she couldn't move at all.

Yun Ziang is still fighting.

Chen Guang's face was covered in blood, and he mumbled pleas for mercy.

Yun Zijing lay on the messy bed, completely unaware that a fight had broken out inside the room.

Xiao Jin, riding on Che Xinyan's back, glanced back and then shouted to Yun Ziang, "Grand-nephew, stop hitting her! She'll die if you keep fighting!"

Yun Ziang then slowly stopped, his hands covered in blood.

He was panting heavily when he slowly turned his head to look at his unconscious sister on the bed, and his eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

Yun Ziang finally stopped.

Chen Guang was covered in blood, lying on the ground, groaning.

Yun Zi'ang, panting heavily, slowly straightened up and turned to look at Yun Zijing on the bed.

He went over, gently pulled her coat up, and then wrapped her in the blanket.

Xiao Jin was still sitting on Che Xinyan's back, her face flushed, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

She turned to look at Yun Zi'ang and said, "Grand-nephew, what do we do now?"

Yun Zi'ang did not answer.

He took out his phone and called Yun Ziqian first. His voice was very low, but Xiao Jin could tell that he was trembling.

He gave the hotel name and room number, and then said, "Bring people with you."

Then he hung up the phone, hugged Yun Zijing and the blanket in his arms, and said, "Little Miss, close the door."

Neither of them will be leaving this room today.

"Okay!" Xiao Jin jumped up, her short legs moving quickly to close the door.