After leaving my father and keeping my son, I built my own wealthy family, and my ex-husband's

"Your mother called you, why didn't you answer?" Qin Xiaoxiao asked.

Qin Xiaoxiao looked down on her sister-in-law Mingyun from the bottom of her heart.

But Mingyun is, after all, Youyao's biological mother, and she is indeed an excellent mother.

In addition, five years ago, she almost died in childbirth while pregnant with twins.

Although the boy is gone, at least he left a girl for the Qin family. Even if he didn't achieve anything great, he still put in the effort.

Therefore, Qin Xiaoxiao still hopes that after her brother and sister-in-law divorce, Youyao can successfully recognize He Ya as her stepmother while still being able to get along normally with Mingyun.

"I'm going to keep Aunt Ya Ya company," Qin Youyao said, pouting. "Mom always talks for a long time when she calls, which takes up my time. I don't want to answer."

Children are children after all. She has forgotten that when Mingyun used to call her, she always felt that the time was not long enough.

"Alright, Xiaoxiao," Bai Fengqin said, "Yaoyao likes being with Heya, so you can take her there."

"I'll go over there too." Qin Pinsen wiped his mouth with a napkin and stood up.

-

Mingyun made a video call to her daughter, but hung up before her daughter answered, without thinking much of it.

She didn't want to think about it too much.

Wait a few minutes and call again.

The call was disconnected again.

Mingyun felt a little down, but she still wondered if her daughter was dealing with something important right now.

But this idea of ​​self-comfort is far-fetched.

What could be so important that a five-year-old could hang up on her in a second?

This has never happened before.

Even if Youyao is playing with her favorite toys or watching her favorite cartoons, she will answer the phone immediately and tell Mingyun what she is doing.

"Could it be...?"

Mingyun sat up with a start.

Could something have happened to my daughter?! Even her children's watch has fallen into the hands of bad people?

The possibility is actually extremely slim.

What kind of place is Qin Di?

Even the flies outside wouldn't get in.

Moreover, the Qin family members are quite attentive to Youyao and would not allow her to come into danger.

However, concern can lead to confusion.

The moment this thought crossed Mingyun's mind, she became increasingly afraid that something had happened to her daughter. Unable to think calmly, she hurriedly dialed Qin Pinsen's mobile phone number.

At this moment, Qin Pinsen and Qin Xiaoxiao are on their way to Villa No. 2 with Qin Youyao.

Qin Pinsen drove his Golf, with Qin Xiaoxiao and Qin Youyao sitting in the back seat.

The phone rang.

Qin Pinsen casually took out his phone and glanced at it; it was a call from Mingyun.

After a moment's thought, she realized it was because she had just called her daughter but the call was hung up, so she called him instead.

"Oh."

Qin Pinsen sneered, hung up the call, and then turned off his phone.

A short while later, Qin Youyao's children's watch rang again.

"Ugh, she's so annoying!" Qin Youyao huffed and puffed, took off the children's watch, waved her chubby little hands, and threw it away with all her might.

The Golf limousine slowly drove away.

The children's watch lay on the grass, still ringing.

But no matter how loudly it was run, there was no response.

Qin Xiaoxiao frowned slightly. From a mother's perspective, she would definitely feel upset in this situation.

But she didn't say anything.

After all, if Mingyun uses Yaoyao to pester her brother and the Qin family, it will delay the divorce.

Compared to those who hope that Yao Yao and Ming Yun can maintain a normal mother-daughter relationship in the future, the most important thing is her brother's divorce and making He Ya her new sister-in-law.

Mingyun paced back and forth in her bedroom, holding her phone, her face full of anxiety.

Not only could he not contact his daughter, but Qin Pinsen's phone was also switched off.

She didn't have Qin Xiaoxiao's contact information, nor did she have Manager Yang's phone number; she had asked the two of them for it before.

But both of them said it wasn't necessary, so they didn't give it to her.

She could only call Bai Fengqin.

Bai Fengqin was still having her meal in the villa's restaurant when she saw Mingyun calling. She silenced her phone without hanging up or responding.

Bai Fengqin never answers Mingyun's calls.

From the very first day Mingyun married into the Qin family, she established many rules for Mingyun.

One of the rules is that she can only call Mingyun, not Mingyun to call her. If Mingyun has something to do, she can only send her a message.

Now that Mingyun has broken the rules, she can't possibly pay any attention to her.

-

Mingyun is going crazy.

I can't contact anyone related to my daughter that I could reach.

It left her mind in a complete mess, causing her to lose all rationality.

She grabbed a coat and put it over her pajamas, didn't even change her shoes, and rushed out the door in a panic.

The only solution now is to go to the Qin residence in person!

I rushed out of the residential area, only to find the road blocked by cars with no end in sight.

In the heart of a major city, during the evening rush hour.

That's it.

The only option is to find a shared electric scooter.

She ran along the roadside searching, but because it was rush hour and there were so many people getting off work, even the shared electric bikes were nowhere to be found.

The only thing they found was a damaged shared bicycle.

Half of the pedal is missing, and the handlebars are also a bit crooked.

But it's better than nothing.

More than two hours later—

Mingyun arrived near the Binwan Villa District.

She rode a shared bike for over an hour, but because one pedal was missing, she fell and twisted her ankle, and her phone broke.

Fortunately, she had almost ridden out of the traffic jam and met a private car owner who was going the same way and gave her a ride here.

Boom—

An untimely downpour struck from the sky.

In the blink of an eye, Mingyun was soaked to the bone.

She gritted her teeth and, braving the cold rain, limped toward the Qin residence.

We walked for another ten minutes or so.

The gates of the Qin residence finally came into view.

The security guard on duty spotted her and quickly came over with an umbrella. "Young Madam, what are you doing here?"

Mingyun was pale and panting. "Today...did my daughter...leave the Qin residence?"

The security guard on duty scratched his head. "I don't know, and I'm not qualified to know."

"Then open the door for me," Mingyun wiped the rain from her face. "I want to come in."

The security guard looked troubled. "Young Madam, we didn't receive any news of your arrival today... As you know, we can't let you in without your permission."

"Please... let me in, let me in." Mingyun was about to collapse.

The security guard said, "I'm sorry, Madam, please don't make things difficult for me. You know how strict Steward Yang is. Without permission, I can't even let you into the security booth. I'm really sorry! But please wait a moment while I make a phone call to inform him."

The security guard felt bad, but the Qin residence had strict rules, and he dared not break them.

He gave the umbrella to Mingyun and ran back to the security room to make a phone call.

The rain intensified.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared in the night sky.

Mingyun held up her umbrella, waiting anxiously.

"Young Madam!" The security guard on duty opened the side door and waved to her. "You can go in now!"

After going through countless hardships.

Mingyun finally arrived at Villa No. 2 in the Qin residence.

"Qin Pinsen!" she shouted as she walked inside, "Qin Pinsen! Are you there! Is anyone home!"

"Ah! Young Madam!" A maid from the villa rushed over at the sound of the voice. "What happened to you? Please sit down, let me clean you up!"

Mingyun grabbed the maid's arm. "Do you know where my daughter is?"

The maid said, "She's upstairs."

Hearing this, Mingyun felt a great weight lifted off her shoulders.

At least, my daughter is alright.

Without even taking a breather, she forced herself to go upstairs despite her obvious discomfort.

Pushing open the door to the master bedroom—