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

Lu Fang was actually very busy all morning, so he couldn't pay much attention to Su Nanqin.

Subconsciously, he still believed that Su Nanqin wouldn't cause him trouble at this critical juncture.

The main problem is that the child was seriously injured and the parents couldn't be contacted. Since we brought the child here, we should take full responsibility.

After settling the child in, I finally calmed down and remembered to call Zhou Ke.

Ask who the child's parents are.

I also asked Shan Yu to call the police, because the child's injuries were not minor.

After making all the arrangements, it suddenly dawned on me that Su Nanqin, who had been sitting in the ward the whole time, was no longer there.

Lu Fang wasn't too worried at first.

They assumed the other person had gone to the restroom, but after waiting for quite a while, no one came back.

He then asked Shan Yu, "Where is Su Nanqin?"

"Huh?" Shan Yu only then realized what was happening.

It seems someone is missing: "I don't see them. They were here when I came this morning."

Lu Fang's brow twitched; he never gave anyone a moment's peace.

Unable to contain herself, she yelled at Shan Yu, "Weren't you in the hospital room the whole time? A grown man was gone and you didn't even know?"

Lu Fang gets easily agitated when he gets anxious.

Shan Yu was truly wronged this time, thinking to himself, "I didn't come here to show you my sister-in-law."

However, Lu Fang was in a fit of anger, so Shan Yu didn't dare to say anything, only muttering to himself.

Wei Chi glanced at Shan Yu's drooping head, looking like a sucker.

He rarely spoke up, but he said, "Brother, the scene was too chaotic just now, we didn't pay attention for a moment... Let's call and ask first, we might as well sit outside."

Lu Fang didn't mean to get angry; he was just too hasty and angry at himself for being too busy to pay attention.

He knew perfectly well that Su Nanqin was a troublemaker.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly took out his phone and dialed Su Nanqin's number.

The phone rang quickly, but all I heard was a cold, busy female voice on the other end.

Lu felt a little relieved; he had experienced this feeling of his heart being in his throat countless times.

Su Nanqin's independent and self-willed nature kept him constantly on edge.

Based on Lu Fang's understanding of Su Nanqin, Su Nanqin would never run away for no reason.

What's going on?

The immense panic within him prevented Lu Fang from calming down and thinking things through.

The atmosphere in the ward became tense for a moment, and Wei Chi and the others held their breath and waited for Lu Fang's next instructions.

Lu Fang sat on a chair in the ward, his hands supporting his knees.

Panic won't help; he needs to follow Su Nanqin's line of thinking to figure out what would have caused the other party to run away without saying a word...

Just when Shan Yu thought the other party had no way to deal with it for the time being.

Lu Fang suddenly looked up: "Contact Zhou Ke! Have him tell me all the relationships this child has with other people."

Lu Fang thought for a moment, and the only thing that could make Su Nanqin suddenly run away without saying goodbye seemed to be the little baby lying on the hospital bed, barely alive.

Lu Fang could tell that Su Nanqin seemed to really like this child.

Liking children is not enough to motivate Su Nanqin to do anything.

Lu Fang suddenly remembered Su Nanqin's reaction when he saw the child covered in blood this morning.

His emotions were also somewhat abnormal.

Su Nanqin has seen it all; that reaction was completely inappropriate.

The town wasn't big, and Zhou Ke knew most of the situation there. He quickly told Lu Fangfang about Mianmian's family situation.

Lu Fang learned from Zhou Ke that the child's name was Shen Mian, and he was almost four years old. His parents had both died in an accident at a construction site when he was two years old.

The child was eventually raised by his uncle, who was a good-for-nothing, an alcoholic, and abusive.

Lu Fang learned from Zhou Ke that the child actually had a maternal grandmother who felt sorry for the child but was unable to raise him because of Mai.

They could only watch helplessly as their child was brutally beaten by his uncle.

Su Nanqin has disappeared, so it's highly likely he went to find his uncle.

With Su Nanqin's ruthless methods, even if he's in a small town, the capital can still reach him.

Investigating a child is not a problem at all.

After sorting out all the possibilities, Lu Fang's palms unconsciously became sweaty.

Normal people wouldn't make a big fuss, but Su Nanqin would.

What will he do?

Lu Fang suddenly didn't dare to think about it.

While instructing Wei Chi and the others to keep an eye on the child, he dialed Xiao Zhou's number as he walked out.

He actually wanted to call Lin Yi, but after what happened last time, Su Nanqin might not necessarily ask Lin Yi to investigate the matter.

Su Nanqin was very wary.

They always have an air of absolute certainty and meticulousness when doing things.

It is both admirable and terrifying.

Xiao Zhou's voice quickly came from the other end of the receiver.

Meanwhile, Su Nanqin and Xiao Zhou had already found the low-rise residential building where Uncle Shen Mian lived.

It was a rather dilapidated, low-rise building typical of rural areas, located in a run-down alley in a small town.

The area around the house was also messy and neglected, making it hard to imagine what the inside of the small house would be like.

Su Nanqin has arrived, and no matter what, he must get things done today.

More than ten years ago, he was that helpless child; more than ten years later, he cannot tolerate such a thing happening again.

Su Nanqin was not redeeming the child, but redeeming himself, redeeming the resentment that had been buried in his heart for more than ten years.

Xiao Zhou answered the phone, and Su Nanqin stood at the door.

"Is this Mr. Lu?" Xiao Zhou's voice came through the receiver.

Lu Fang asked anxiously, his tone not very friendly, "Where is Su Nanqin?"

Xiao Zhou hesitated for a moment and looked at Su Nanqin.

Su Nanqin remained calm, even gracefully extending her index finger to her lips, silently making a shh gesture.

It was clearly a strange movement, especially when paired with Su Nanqin's sharp phoenix eyes.

Yet it instinctively makes one want to submit and obey the other's instructions.

It was as bland as describing today's weather.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, I don't know where President Su is," Xiao Zhou replied in a businesslike tone.

Unlike Lin Yi, Xiao Zhou was a top-notch private bodyguard trained by Su Nanqin, who usually stayed by his side as a life assistant and part-time driver.

His other identity is almost unknown to outsiders.

On the surface, they are bodyguards, but in reality, they are a private force cultivated by Su Nanqin.

People in high places must be cautious.

The highest belief of these bodyguards is: never betray.

Su Nanqin had his own ways of training them to do that.

Lu Fang was furious. Even from a short distance, Su Nanqin could hear him cursing and threatening.

Su Nanqin gave him a look, and Xiao Zhou exchanged a few polite words before hanging up the phone.

Lu was so angry that he almost crushed his phone.

The more Xiao Zhou acted this way, the more certain he became of what Su Nanqin was probably planning to do.

That bastard Su Nanqin.

Lu Fang grabbed his car keys and went downstairs, intending to head to the location Zhou Ke had given him.

Meanwhile, he couldn't help but silently pray to himself, "Su Nanqin, you'd better not do anything out of line."

It wasn't that Lu Fang was overthinking things, but considering everything that had happened in the past, Su Nanqin really was capable of anything.

The door to the cottage was open, and the house was so dilapidated that it gave the illusion that there was no real difference between having a door and not having one.

Su Nanqin and Lu Fang walked in one after the other and saw a man lying casually on a dilapidated recliner.

The lounge chair was surrounded by a jumble of empty wine bottles.

There was nothing of value in the house; in Su Nanqin's eyes, it was nothing more than a garbage dump for storing junk.

To be honest, this was his first time in a place like this, and he unconsciously frowned, his expression one of disdain.

The man was probably in his thirties, with stubble that hadn't been trimmed in a long time, and his clothes were also very sloppy.

He gives off the vibe of a typical homeless, drunken vagrant.

According to the survey form sent to him by Xiao Zhou, the man named Shen Gu was a typical unemployed vagrant and social outcast.

His only hobbies were drinking and gambling.

The man had clearly sobered up, and upon hearing the noise at the door, he impatiently squinted at Su Nanqin.

Despite the intrusion of outsiders, he remained completely still in the chair.

Even when people came in, he arrogantly put his leg over the side of the chair.

Unscrupulous and reckless.

Typical stubbornness.

His words were incredibly vulgar: "Who the hell dares to disturb my sleep? Don't you want to live? I'm telling you, I have no money, but you can take my life."

Su Nanqin disliked hearing profanity, let alone being insulted.

His brows furrowed even deeper.

Little Zhou knew something was terribly wrong just by looking at his boss, Mr. Su.

My life is in danger.

Su Nanqin remained silent, her steps both elegant and composed as she forced herself to take two more steps inside, despite her discomfort.

The man lying on the chair must have been half asleep; he hadn't even glanced at him.

I just assumed it was some damn debt collector trying to kill me.

Screw it, I'm used to it.

Seeing that the other party did not answer, he sat up slightly and looked at Su Nanqin.

When Su Nanqin is not speaking, she has a very strong aura, and her eyebrows and eyes also carry a cold and aloof air that keeps strangers at bay.

It's a kind of oppressive feeling that forces people to submit.

Su Nanqin is very clever; he has a natural talent for using his appearance to create the effect he wants.

Clearly, the man in front of him was probably seeing someone like Su Nanqin for the first time as well.

Even without a suit and tie, his air of nobility is undeniable.

Xiao Zhou stood respectfully to his side and behind.

It's hard to imagine what it would be like to see the other person standing here in a suit.

Su Nanqin didn't even spare a glance to look at the shocked and puzzled man on the recliner.

Standing about three meters away from the man, I roughly surveyed the environment inside the room.

His expression seemed to be a mixture of disdain and regret.

Does this kind of place exist for little dumplings?

Finally, he turned his gaze to the disheveled man in front of him.

Xiao Zhou had no doubt that if eye contact hadn't put more psychological pressure on the opponent, Su Nanqin probably wouldn't have even glanced at him.

Su Nanqin was tired from standing, and her legs were a little numb. Her gaze swept to a corner where there was a relatively clean wooden chair.

Xiao Zhou tactfully brought the chair over for the other party, then took out a tissue to wipe it clean, before respectfully placing the chair behind Su Nanqin.

The man on the recliner had already stood up. Despite his image as a reckless hoodlum, he was quite different after seeing Su Nanqin's actions.

He instinctively refrained from hurling insults and instead maintained a defensive posture, staring at the other person.

This kind of person isn't afraid of trouble; he instinctively wants to see what kind of trouble Su Nanqin will cause, what kind of rich young master he'll act all high and mighty for him.

He saw Su Nanqin's disgusted expression clearly.

Seeing that I hadn't beaten that bastard enough this morning, I sent him two more troublemakers over at noon...