Shen Qingqing gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, veins bulging on her forehead. "Turn the car around, head to the airport! I'll pick up that brat myself!"
Seeing Shen Qingqing's terrifying aura, Ke Lin couldn't help but silently mourn for Shen Jinxi's little bottom.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the car turned, there was a bang from the green belt on the right!
Ke Lin's expression changed. "It sounds like someone jumped from a building!"
"Get out and take a look." Shen Qingqing unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car.
When she clearly saw a child lying in the green belt, on the verge of death, Shen Qingqing's heart twisted into a knot!
She was a mother too, and couldn't stand to see children injured.
The little one in front of her was about the same age as Shen Jinxi, with multiple abrasions on his forehead and face. A cursory examination revealed several fractures.
The little fellow's face contorted in pain, his small voice sputtering, "Mommy... it hurts..."
"Ms. Shen, this child seems to be in very serious condition..." Ke Lin was also anxious.
Shen Qingqing suppressed the ache in her heart. "Quickly take him to Xiangshe Villa and have Doctor Chu perform surgery on him!"
She had returned to the country in a hurry and hadn't had time to pack her things and go to Chu Zisheng's place. She had only briefly settled in a hotel.
Chu Zisheng was a master of medicine, and should be able to save this little fellow.
"What about you?"
"I'll take a taxi to the Shen family myself."
"Yes..."
On the way to the Shen family, Shen Qingqing's brows were furrowed, her mind filled with the injured child.
If her first child hadn't been poisoned by Shen Yaoyao, he would be the same age as that child now, wouldn't he?
For some reason, seeing that child injured made her feel as if she were experiencing the pain herself, her heart aching incessantly...
Lost in thought, Shen Qingqing didn't see a short, stout shadow flash by the roadside.
Little Shen Jinxi, with sharp eyes, cautiously peeked out. Watching the taxi carrying his mommy speed past, he patted his little chest with his chubby paws.
Fortunately, he was clever. If he had been caught by his mommy here, he would definitely have received a 'King of Boxing's' care package and then been kicked back to Country H!
The little fellow hopped out from around the corner, a lollipop in his mouth, his chubby cheeks bulging slightly.
He lowered his head and took out a small spray bottle from the small pocket of his overalls.
A mischievous smile spread across Shen Jinxi's little face. "Heh heh, the bad Shen family bullied my mommy, so I'll show them how amazing my Xixi the little overlord is!"
This was his carefully concocted tear gas spray, effective both internally and externally, and its potency was incredible!
If he didn't make those bad guys cry their eyes out today, he wouldn't be surnamed Shen!
He lifted his short legs and walked towards the Shen family with a spirited stride.
Behind him, however, came the sound of hurried footsteps. Shen Jinxi's face instantly changed, and he instinctively looked for a place to hide.
The next second, he was grabbed and stuffed into someone's arms, followed by the person crying, "Wuwuwuwu! Young Master! We finally found you! You scared us to death!"
Shen Jinxi: "???"
The muscular bodyguard held Shen Jinxi tightly, making him stick out his tongue. "Let go of me! You've got the wrong person!!"
The bodyguard looked at Shen Jinxi in surprise, and then burst into tears again. "Young Master, you can talk now? That's great! Hurry and come back with us to see Master Fu, he's very worried about you!"
What Master Fu? What young master?
What were they talking about!
Shen Jinxi gritted his teeth, his little face scrunched up. He picked up the tear gas spray and pressed it hard!
With a hiss, Shen Jinxi's milky scream echoed through the heavens.
Miscalculation! He sprayed himself!!
Wuwuwu, his lifelong reputation...
Shen Jinxi wept profusely, no longer resisting, and allowed several bodyguards to escort him into the car.
...
Meanwhile, at the Shen family manor, the lights were bright, and the clinking of glasses was constant.
Shen Yaoyao was wearing a custom-made off-white gown that accentuated her graceful figure. Her black hair cascaded like water, and her dark eyes were clear.
With just a radiant smile, she looked like a pure and beautiful white lotus.
She held a tall wine glass in her slender hand, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
As long as tonight's engagement banquet proceeded smoothly, she would become the revered Mrs. Fu!
The man she was about to marry was Fu Jingshu, the king of commerce who controlled the economic lifeline of City A, a superior man standing at the pinnacle of society!
If nothing unexpected happened, that little brat Fu Zhichen was now completely out of this world.
Now that she had been cured of her infertility, as long as that brat was dead, she could have a child that truly belonged to her and Fu Jingshu!
After years of planning, the final arrangements were finally being made!
Shen Yaoyao smiled as she accepted the fawning compliments from the surrounding ladies. Her gaze landed on a long-awaited figure at the entrance, and she exclaimed with surprise, "Jingshu! You're here?"
The man had changed into a dark blue suit. His long, raven-like lashes drooped slightly, concealing the coldness in his dark eyes. His height of 1.9 meters exuded an immense pressure. With just a casual glance, one felt an involuntary awe.
Shen Yaoyao subconsciously reached out to grasp his arm, but Fu Jingshu subtly dodged her. Her smile froze slightly.
"Jingshu, why are you so late?" Shen Yaoyao quickly composed herself and asked coquettishly.
"Chenchen is missing." Fu Jingshu's thin lips parted, his voice extremely cold, his scrutinizing gaze fixed on Shen Yaoyao.
Hearing this, Shen Yaoyao feigned surprise, her eyes widening. Tears immediately welled up in her watery eyes. "H-how could this be? Has he been found? He's so young, what if something happens to him? Wuwuwu... my poor Chenchen!"
Fu Jingshu shook his head, temporarily dismissing his suspicions about Shen Yaoyao.
Sensing Fu Jingshu's irritation, Shen Yaoyao suppressed her inner triumph and put on a sorrowful expression. "Jingshu, don't worry too much, Chenchen will definitely..."
Suddenly, a commotion interrupted Shen Yaoyao.
She looked displeased towards the commotion at the entrance, and in an instant, her face changed.
A touch of crimson at the entrance was extremely striking. A red cheongsam showcased the woman's curvaceous figure flawlessly. Moonlight shone into her wicked peach blossom eyes, swirling with a hint of playfulness, like a dangerous and alluring red rose in the dark night.
Upon seeing that cold and exquisitely beautiful face, Shen Yaoyao felt her blood rush backward, her feet feeling as if they were lead. She couldn't move at all...
It's her? Shen Qingqing!
Didn't she die five years ago?
Shen Qingqing's gaze swept over Shen Yaoyao and Fu Jingshu beside her, a flicker of mockery in her eyes.
So it was that man from the hotel who was "chaste as jade"!
Truly birds of a feather, flocking together!
Fu Jingshu didn't miss the disgust in Shen Qingqing's eyes, but he found it inexplicable. His gaze towards Shen Qingqing deepened.
Taking in Shen Yaoyao's pale face, Shen Qingqing curved her lips and walked step by step towards her. "Shen Yaoyao, long time no see. This time, should I call you Yaoyao, or... Sister?"