Mommy, don't be afraid, I'll bring you blind boxes and scam you out of a wealthy family to

The maid stepped forward, a surprised and delighted smile spreading across her face: "Second Miss, you're back!"

This address was like a heavy hammer blow, stunning Takano and the others in the car.

There are countless secrets among the elite circles of Tan City, one of which is that, besides the Duan brothers, Old Master Duan also has a daughter.

Rumor has it that she is aloof and lives abroad most of the time, rarely appearing in Tan Cheng High School.

Many people doubt whether the Duan family actually has such a young lady.

But now, the person is right in front of them, driving an arrogant and domineering car, brazenly blocking their escape route!

Duan Shimi, the rightful second young lady of the Duan family, casually raised her chin: "What's going on?"

The maid was furious and accused, "Second Miss, those people in the car are human traffickers! They took advantage of the malfunctioning security cameras in the side courtyard to steal the young lady!"

"Little Miss?" Duan Shimi glanced at the little girl silently shedding tears in the back seat of the car.

Duan Xianchen had recently mentioned to her that the family was in turmoil because of a little girl who suddenly arrived, and her older brother and father had argued several times.

She clicked her tongue: "Third brother wasn't kidding me, eldest brother really did take in a child—did he suddenly have a change of heart?"

The Duan family has always been protective of its own. No matter where she comes from, once she enters the Duan family, she is labeled as belonging to the Duan family and will never be bullied by others.

She gracefully put away her phone, her red lips parting slightly: "Since you know it's been stolen, why don't you go and bring the person back?"

"yes!"

With their powerful backers, the Duan family's security guards and servants instantly became incredibly aggressive and swarmed forward.

Amidst the screams of Bai Ru and her grandparents, they smashed the driver's side window with a window breaker and forcibly opened the locked car door.

"What are you trying to do! This is illegal!" Although Grandma was afraid, her desire for money outweighed her fear, and she clung tightly to Wenli.

The burly bodyguard shoved her toward her grandfather and deftly scooped up the little baby.

Looking around at the increasing number of Duan family servants, Gao Ye knew very well that no matter how decisive the second young lady of the Duan family was, she wouldn't directly conduct a trial since she didn't know the reason for the matter.

If this drags on any longer, and the tyrant arrives in person, he might not only be unable to take Wen Li away, but he himself might even walk out of this door!

"Damn it...!"

Takano knew that getting away was the most important thing right now, so he climbed from the hood of the Ferrari into the driver's seat, ignoring the shards of glass that were piercing his arms, and slammed the accelerator to the floor!

The black car vividly demonstrated what it means to be desperate, as it scraped the edge of the Ferrari's bumper while reversing.

He was willing to risk the car overturning, but he gritted his teeth and drove his broken-down car, with its tires burst and windows shattered, down the unfinished muddy slope, plunging headlong into the jungle ravines, and frantically fleeing in a crooked and erratic manner.

No one expected him to have such a move. The servants were dumbfounded: "Second Miss, are you... are you still going to pursue her?"

Duan Shimi fanned away the foul exhaust fumes with disgust and waved her hand: "Forget it, I don't like dealing with idiots. Write down the license plate number, and have the finance department send over the bills for garden maintenance and greenery damage later."

After saying that, she turned around, walked to the bodyguard, and looked at the eye of the storm—the rescued baby.

Little Wenli looked at her timidly, with glistening teardrops still clinging to her curled eyelashes.

The auntie in front of me is so pretty, sparkly, and smells wonderful. And her eyes even look a bit like Baba's...

Duan Shimi asked with great interest, "What's your name?"

Wen Li said in a childish voice, "Li Bao..."

Duan Shimi raised an eyebrow: "Duan Li?"

The little dumpling sniffed and whispered a correction: "Wen Li..."

Warm? That's somewhat unexpected.

In the country where she usually resides, the Wen family is a very prominent and prestigious clan.

It's a pity that people with the same surname have different fates. The one in front of me has her braids undone, one shoe is missing, and her face is covered in tears. What a pitiful little thing.

Duan Shimi instructed, "Let's go back first."

But Wenli wriggled her little body, trying to get down from the security guard's arms.

She didn't care that her bare little feet were directly on the rough ground, and she ran crookedly to the place where the black car was confronting the Ferrari.

Then, pick up a broken hair clip.

Duan Shimi walked over and could vaguely make out the shape of a butterfly. The connecting part had been crushed, and sapphires were scattered all over the ground.

The little girl held the dead butterfly, which looked like it was about to break, and tears streamed down her face like broken pearls.

As a designer, Duan Shimi pursues beauty and cannot bear to see beauty tarnished.

She also couldn't bear to see children so sad.

She sighed and walked to Wen Li's side: "Don't cry. I'll buy you ten, fifty later, okay?"

Wen Li shook her head, pressed the hair clip to her heart, and said in a childish voice with a strong sob, "This is Mommy's... there's only one..."

Duan Shimi was taken aback.

Dad always treasured the pocket watch Mom gave him years ago, treating it like the most precious thing in the world, saying that no amount of luxury watches could compare to it.

What matters is not the object itself, but the meaning it carries. No one understands this better than a designer.

She reached out and ruffled Wen Li's messy hair, her tone unusually gentle: "Alright, tears on a gemstone will dull its shine. I know the world's top jewelers; they'll definitely restore it for you, giving it back exactly the same, okay?"

Wen Li raised her tear-reddened face: "Butterfly, turn back?"

Duan Shimi nodded: "I promise."

Wen Li's eyes were filled with disbelief: "Auntie, you can use magic?"

"You could say that," Duan Shimi tapped her little nose. "Also, if you really become my brother's daughter, you should call me aunt."

The milk dumpling stopped crying and started laughing: "Gurgle!"

"Young Master!"

"Young Master, please slow down..."

A series of hurried and heavy footsteps sounded, and Duan Hetong strode over, his face clouded with gloom.

The butler had to jog to keep up with him, and was sweating profusely with anxiety.

The black-clad bodyguards behind them stood in pairs, none of them daring to utter a sound.

"Beep beep..."

Upon seeing that familiar, tall figure, all the fear and grievances she had just suppressed poured out, and Wen Li eagerly raised her little arms high.

Duan Hetong strode over in three steps, not even glancing at his younger sister beside him, and pulled the little bundle of milk into his arms.

So this is what it feels like to lose something and then get it back.

God knows how many crazy thoughts raced through his mind the moment he heard the maid say that Wen Li had been taken away by car; he wished he could devour the Gao family alive.

He hugged her too tightly, and the little one whispered, "It hurts..."

Duan Hetong finally released Wen Li, but his tone was colder and sterner than ever before, even containing a hint of anger—an extreme fear of loss: "Why did you run around like that? Do you know how dangerous it is!"

Little Wenli was startled by Baba's stern words, and timidly shrank her neck, but still obediently opened her palm: "Libao, Libao didn't mean to... Aunt Bai took Mommy's butterfly, and Libao wanted to get it back..."

Duan Hetong saw the broken hair clip, then looked at the little dumpling's dirty little hands and those tearful, yet pleading eyes looking at him.

The raging anger in his chest suddenly went silent, turning into a lingering, undulating heartache.

Ultimately, it was my own carelessness. I only asked the security guards to throw Takano out, but I didn't expect that this family of scum would take advantage of the situation to break in.

Duan Hetong closed his eyes, overwhelmed by self-reproach.

After a long pause, he wiped away the still-wet tears from the little one's face with his thumb, his voice hoarse: "From now on, never leave my sight again, do you hear me?"

The little bundle of milk nodded vigorously: "Don't be angry, Pear Baby, be a good boy."

"Brother, I didn't realize you had such a talent for being a stay-at-home dad." Duan Shimi, who had been ignored until now, teased, and even pretended to wipe her eyes. "I'm so touched I cried."

Duan Hetong picked up Wen Li, looked at Duan Shimi, the tenderness in his eyes dissipated, and he returned to his usual majesty and coldness.

"I heard from Xianchen that you're not coming back next month—don't try to surprise me."

"Why are you stealing my lines?" Duan Shimi crossed her arms, a mocking smile on her face. "I've run into some... upsetting things lately, so I came back to clear my head."

"You can say that to Dad, but you're saying it to me too?" Duan Hetong asked. "Is it related to the Golden Feather Award?"

"How could you..." Duan Shimi was quite surprised. "I didn't realize you cared about me so much."

Duan Hetong said calmly, "Nothing can be messed up by the Duan family."

"Didn't you used to hate it when Dad valued the Duan family's reputation above all else?" Duan Shimi smiled. "I've said it before, out of the three of us, you're the one who's most like Dad."

Duan Hetong didn't like comparing himself to his father like that. Due to the curious gaze of the little girl, he didn't respond and said in a flat tone, "Since you're back, stay at home. It's a rare opportunity, so spend more time with Dad."

He paused, then said, "If your work requires coordination with Duan's legal department, talk to Xianchen. Don't let things get out of control in your hands."

Duan Shimi had already put her sunglasses back on and returned to the Ferrari. She twirled the car keys between her fingers and lazily dragged out her words, "I know, I won't cause any trouble for the Duan family—"

They disappeared into the distance.

Wen Li blinked: "Gugu and Baba...?"

Duan Hetong sensed her hesitation: "We didn't argue. You'll find out later, that's just how my family is..."

When it comes to outside matters, they are absolutely protective of their own, but that's about it; their daily interactions are rarely as warm and cozy as those of ordinary families.

The little dumpling thought to herself, "This isn't good."

Mommy taught Pear that love needs to be expressed. From now on, Pear will help Baba and the others to love each other!

-

Duan Shimi looked around her home, which she hadn't seen in a long time.

The original decoration of the main house exuded a cold and imposing atmosphere of a grand mansion. Now, anti-collision strips have been added to all the corners of the tables and walls, toys are scattered on the carpet, and several crayon drawings are hung in conspicuous places, creating a soft and childlike atmosphere everywhere.

It seems that raising children is not a passing fancy; this guy is serious about it.

Who exactly is that little girl—she can't possibly be their biological child, can she? And what about her mother?

Duan Hetong returned carrying Wen Li. Just as Duan Shimi was about to ask the questions that filled her with doubts, her phone rang.

Upon recognizing the caller, her face darkened: "Speak."

The voice on the other end of the phone was urgent, almost hushed: "Mia, something's happened! Iris submitted her manuscript first, before us—the association now considers her the original author!"

The little bundle of milk peeked out from under Baba's arms, secretly watching the newcomer, Gugu.

Pretty Gugu frowned, her lips pressed into a straight line, and she didn't smile like before.

Did someone put Gugu in a difficult position?

Gugu just saved me. If anyone bullies Gugu, Libao, you have to help Gugu too!

[Chirp! Detected a core family member in danger. Limited-time mission: Help Aunt Duan Shimi retrieve what was stolen.]

[Reward: 3000 points]

【Little Pear, do you accept the mission?】