Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

Su Nanqin and Lu Fang are both very busy and mostly stay at their apartment in the city. Little Tuanzi has been calling them a lot lately, urging them to come back.

So the two of them simply found a young foster parent near the school to take care of the little guy, and Uncle Wan often went over to keep him company.

"Daddy, Daddy, I want you to come back..." The little dumpling's sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Good boy, get along well with Grandpa Wan, and listen to your teachers at school. Dad and I will be back the day after tomorrow." Su Nanqin nestled in Lu Fang's arms and coaxed the child gently.

"Little brat, you're almost four years old, you're a big kid now, you can't always cling to adults." Lu Fang rested his chin on Su Nanqin's head, looking at the fluffy, aggrieved little bundle in the video, trying to comfort the child he didn't know how to comfort.

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"Oh... I'll be a good boy, remember to come back." The little guy blinked, then lowered his head sadly, and obediently replied.

Su Nanqin stared blankly at his phone screen. "Aren't we being too cruel to our child? He's still so young."

"Don't overthink it, baby..." Lu Fang kissed him through his hair, "We'll pick him up after we're done with our work this weekend."

For some reason, Su Nanqin felt a little uneasy and shrank closer to Lu Fang.

Lu Fang seemed to sense his unease and reached out to pat his head as if comforting a child, "Nan Nan is also a little darling. She's Lu Fang's little princess."

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Su Nanqin was in a meeting, so he called Lu Fang first. Zhou Yan couldn't even finish his sentence before saying, "Mr. Lu! Young Master... Young Master, he..."

Lu Fang had a bad feeling, and his hand gripping the phone tightened unconsciously. "What's wrong! Tell me quickly!"

"The young master is missing!"

"What? It's gone? A living, breathing child is gone!" Lu Fang was so agitated he almost dropped his phone.

Zhou Yan felt somewhat ashamed. "It's like this, the young master suddenly told me today that he was hungry and wanted to eat a hamburger... I took him there, and when I turned around, the child was gone..."

Lu Fang's face turned pale and then red, unsure whether to curse or what to do. He no longer cared that they were Su Nanqin's men. "Idiot! Hurry up and take men to look for them! If they're lost, how are you going to explain to your boss?!"

Thinking about the recent construction site incidents of unknown origin and the overwhelming public opinion, Lu Fang felt extremely panicked.

Not only himself, but also Su Nanqin, who loved the little dumpling so much, he couldn't imagine what would happen if something really happened to her...

When the call came, Su Nanqin had just finished a meeting and was waiting for Lu Fang to pick him up.

Seeing that it was Lu Fang calling, he ran to the window and saw that Lu Fang's car was indeed parked below. He was a little happy: "You're here, Lu Fang! Just in time, I just got off work."

Lu Fang sat in the driver's seat, looking at Su Nanqin's somewhat delighted expression, and suddenly didn't know what to say. After a long silence, he only said, "You can get out first, baby."

Lu Fang wasn't very enthusiastic, which Su Nanqin found strange, but she still ran downstairs.

Upon getting into the passenger seat and seeing Lu Fang's hesitant expression, Su Nanqin had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, the next second they heard Lu Fang say, "Baby, I have something to tell you, but don't be too hasty."

Su Nanqin looked at Lu Fang with some nervousness.

"The little dumpling is gone." Lu Fang lowered his eyes, not even knowing what tone he used when he said those words.

Su Nanqin's reaction was completely different from Lu Fang's. After saying just a few words, Su Nanqin went limp as if all her strength had been drained.

It seems unacceptable.

A million images flashed through my mind in an instant, it hurts so much...

The chilling needles, the damp, filthy, and dark basement, the merciless beatings...

He was enveloped in excruciating pain and despair.

Little dumpling, little dumpling... will you go through those things too?

Cold sweat quickly covered Su Nanqin's entire forehead, while his hands and feet felt cold.

Lu Fang was clearly frightened by Su Nanqin and quickly pulled her from the passenger seat. "Take a deep breath! Nan Nan! Don't be afraid!"

Su Nanqin was trying to gasp for breath, but it seemed like he couldn't breathe at all.

She clung desperately to Lu Fang's collar, like a trapped beast struggling to survive in the water, unable to breathe even though there was air right in front of her.

Her fair cheeks quickly turned red, and she was on the verge of suffocating.

Lu Fang's whole body and heart were trembling; he had never been more panicked than he was now.

Seeing that Su Nanqin's face was turning pale, Lu Fang suddenly grabbed the back of his head and kissed him...

Lu Fang used one hand to pat the other person's back reassuringly, "It's okay, everything will be alright..."

Su Nanqin caught his breath and sat in Lu Fang's lap, panting heavily. Lu Fang gently patted his back.

"Lu Fang isn't just lost, he's been kidnapped." Su Nanqin was almost certain. "They're after me."

Lu Fang was somewhat surprised that Su Nanqin would immediately think of the worst-case scenario.

At the same time, I felt a little sorry for him. It takes so many similar experiences to think about human error first after something like this happens.

"Yes, we'll find it, don't worry, Nan Nan." Lu Fang looked at Su Nanqin's head covered in cold sweat, his heart still heavy with anxiety.

Lu Fang had already sent people to inquire, and Su Nanqin did not dare to slack off either. The search order was sent to MG headquarters, and the people lurking in various places quickly took action.

Lu Fang seemed to sense Su Nanqin's unease. "Don't worry too much. Since they have a purpose, Xiao Tuanzi won't be in danger for the time being."

There's no immediate danger to his life, but it's hard to say what the rest might be like.

The call came from an unknown number at 7 p.m. The caller's voice was muted, making it almost impossible to identify. "I heard the young master is very cute, so I specially invited him to come and have some fun."

Su Nanqin sat next to Lu Fang, his tone icy: "Speak, what are your conditions?"

"Don't worry, I already said we just invited you here to have some fun. We'll send you back when you're done playing." The person on the other end of the phone returned the greeting with a chilling laugh.

"Let him go. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you." Su Nanqin tightened his grip on the phone.

"Oh, right, Mr. Su, I forgot to tell you, the young master was brought here by your father." The man opposite him gave a sinister smile. "Now you can rest assured."

Su Nanqin frowned. In the past, people who did this kind of thing usually had a strong purpose, either wanting money or something else, but this time it seemed that the other party was just toying with him.

Or rather, it was a warning to him.

This is the most troublesome part; if you can't figure out the other party's intentions, it's hard to handle them.

"Taking such a risk and causing this commotion, I don't believe you have no ulterior motives." Su Nanqin didn't want to get entangled with him.

"Well..." the other person paused, then drew out the last syllable, "What if I said I wanted the person in your family?"

Upon hearing this, both Su Nanqin and Lu Fang were stunned for a moment, unable to tell whose expression was more unpleasant.

"You son of a bitch!" Lu Fang was about to explode. He figured it would be better to curse him and his ancestors for eighteen generations than to be so unyielding.

Seeing Su Nanqin's worried expression, she held back her anger, knowing that taking care of the child was the most important thing right now.

"Fine, I agree," Lu Fangchong said through gritted teeth, "but it also depends on whether you're lucky enough to have it."

Lu Fang's actions were also a delaying tactic; Su Nanqin was aware that the call had ended.

However, even after hanging up the phone, Su Nanqin's expression remained very unpleasant.

Lu Fang sighed, pulled the other person close to comfort them, and said, "Okay, don't be angry, don't be angry. We're just stalling him for now. He won't really do anything to me."

Seemingly certain that the other party wouldn't touch the little dumpling for the time being, Su Nanqin's tense nerves relaxed a little.

She grabbed his collar with her other hand and bit his collarbone, her eyes glistening with tears, like a kitten whose fur had been pushed to the limit. "If he dares to do anything to you, I'll kill you."

Lu Fang was speechless, finding the other person's logic utterly absurd, but he still went along with it and coaxed, "Okay, okay, kill me."

On the other side, Xiao Tuanzi sat on the sofa in the villa area, taking small bites of mousse cake, while two bodyguards in sharp suits stood not far away.

Ji Yang hung up the phone and walked over. The little dumpling sat obediently beside him, its legs swinging back and forth, and licked the cream with its tongue.

The little girl, with a sweet, childlike voice, looked up at Ji Yang and asked, "Big brother, when will you take me to see Daddy?"

A wicked glint flashed across Ji Yang's lips, but he quickly regained his gentle demeanor, raised his hand to pinch the child's chin, and examined him.

The child is very well cared for; his face is fair and clean, and the brown bear outfit makes the little guy look even rounder.

However, in just two months, Su Nanqin had managed to cultivate a certain air of nobility and cleanliness in him.

Ji Yang was lost in thought, his fingers tightening slightly. Why, why? He should be like him, mired in the mire, crawling in darkness, struggling to survive, yet he was being taken care of so well.

The little dumpling started to feel uneasy, blinking her big eyes at the person in front of her who had just given her mousse cake and said he would take her to find her daddy.

"Big brother..." the little one's voice was soft and sweet as he called out, "Ouch...it hurts...brother..."

Ji Yang snapped out of his daze, withdrew his hand, and saw that the little guy's bouncy, white chin had been pinched red, and his eyes were filled with tears, but he didn't cry.

The little dumpling is timid, but children raised in that kind of environment are bolder than other children.

Yingyi approached from behind, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Boss, this child... should we get rid of him?"

Ji Yang looked at his child with his big, bright eyes, who should have been filthy and relying on people's pity to survive.

At this moment, he was sitting in the villa, biting into a mousse cake, innocently calling someone who had murderous intent towards him "brother."

He should have been in the same situation many years ago, but Heaven never showed him any mercy.

Little Dumpling seemed to sense unease, surrounded by bodyguards in black suits.

The more uneasy she felt, the more she wanted to find someone to lean on. She grabbed Ji Yang's wrist with her little hand, "I want my dad..."