Ruining His Plans
Ruining His Plans
An Yan wasn't sure either. Half an hour ago, when he pushed the door open, he saw the Young Master on the bed, or perhaps the Young Master disguised himself with a fluffy pillow.
If Young Master had planned to escape, he would have run away when he entered the house. If he considered the worst-case scenario, that was two hours ago.
Jun Shiyan did not expect that his son would run away because of the conflict between them. He was both angry and anxious.
Great. He could really do anything for his so-called mother.
He knew that his son had been smart since he was young, but no matter how smart he was, he was just a child. In order to get rid of his father and resist him, he actually chose such an extreme method to escape.
All the surveillance cameras in the Gu family had been checked. However, not everywhere had surveillance cameras at home. The surveillance footage showed that everything was normal.
Jun Shiyan looked at the surveillance footage and frowned. He was not sure if his son had not gone past the cameras, or if he had deliberately avoided all of them.
At the thought of his son taking the initiative to avoid him and not wanting him to find out he wanted to escape, the sadness in his heart spread.
His three years of companionship was no match for his mother whom he had just met!
It was already very late, and it was raining heavily outside.
The taxi driver could vaguely see a child standing by the roadside, reaching out his small hands to hail a taxi. As if he was afraid that no one could see him, he deliberately ran to the street lamp and waved his small hands desperately, shouting something.
As he got closer, the driver got a better look. He was a kid about three years old. He was pretty, but he didn't know how long he'd been out in the rain. His body was wet, especially his hair, which was drenched.
The driver was around 30 years old, and the children in his family were only four years old. They were about the same age as the child who is hailing a taxi by the roadside. When he saw the child shivering in the rain, he thought of his own son and could not help but feel heartache for him.
When he stopped the car, the little kid heaved a sigh of relief. He gave him a bright smile, which made his heart ache. He hurriedly opened the car door and left the car.
"Uncle, can you send me to Grandpa's house?" Xiaoqi looked at the man running over and asked him sincerely. He even stretched out his hand and held a 100 yuan note. "I have money."
It was raining. He had been waiting here for a long time, but no car had stopped.
The driver was heartbroken. He saw that the money in the child's hands was wet and his fair palm was wrinkled from the rain. He quickly opened the car door and wanted to carry the child in.
Xiaoqi shook his head as his eyes flashed with obvious vigilance. "Uncle, I'll sit at the back."
The driver smiled when he saw how careful the little guy was. "I'm not a bad person, and I don't want your money. I'll send you home."
Xiaoqi looked at him and nodded. This uncle was not a bad person, he could feel it.
The driver did not know what the little guy had gone through. What was going on with his family? How could they let such a young child stand by the roadside and hail a taxi in the middle of the night?
He was such a young child, yet his parents did not look after him properly. It was so dangerous outside, what if he was kidnapped by human traffickers?
Xiaoqi took the towel that the driver had given him and wiped his wet hair. When he saw that he had drenched the driver's car, he looked at him in embarrassment. "Uncle, I'm sorry. When we get home, I'll get grandpa to give you more money."
This uncle was a good man. He was the only one who stopped for him, gave him a clean towel, gave him warm water to drink, and let him dry his clothes.
"It's fine." The driver looked at the little guy wiping his hair in the rearview mirror. He was about to wipe the car seats that were soaked by him, so he quickly said, "Just sit properly. Uncle will do it."
He sighed. The little kid had just told him his home address but it was the most famous wealthy district in the capital. He had heard that Movie King Huo Ci lived in that district.
He asked the kid for his parent's phone number and the kid gave it to him, but he couldn't get through to any of them. He wondered if the home address he mentioned was true.
Xiaoqi bit his lips and sat on the car seat while shivering. The heater was turned on high, so even though his clothes were still wet, he did not feel so cold anymore.
The driver glanced back from time to time and realized that the little fellow had always been vigilant. He was a smart child and his parents had taught him well. He would not be fooled so easily.
When it was time to get out of the car, the driver did not want to ask for money. He insisted on giving it to the driver and ran away after giving it to him. He threw the rolled-up money in his hand onto the passenger seat.
The driver was worried and would only leave after seeing the child being picked up by his parents. He was afraid that he would not be able to find his family. It was cold and his clothes were wet, what could he do?
When Xiaoqi walked into the apartment, the door was closed. After pressing the doorbell, the security guard came over and looked at Xiaoqi. "Child, who are you looking for?"
Xiaoqi looked at him. "Hello, Uncle Chen. I'm looking for my grandpa."
Uncle Chen looked at the unfamiliar child in front of him strangely. How did this child know that his surname was Chen? He looked at the wet and pitiful child and asked, "Who is your grandfather?"
Xiaoqi looked at him seriously. "My grandfather is Huo Ci."
Huo Ci and Nangong Lengyu were still awake.
Nangong Lengyu had just finished her work. She closed her computer and took a shower before entering the bedroom.
Huo Ci lay on the bed without turning on the lights. He lit the aromatherapy candle and wore his pajamas. His collar was slightly open, and under the swaying candlelight, he looked incredibly sexy. He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "I'm ready. You can do whatever you want."
Nangong Lengyu coughed softly. After taking a glance at him, she did not dare to take another look at him. She sat in front of the dressing table to tend to her skin. "Let me give you a piece of advice out of goodwill. You need to take good care of your body. Be careful of me losing affection for you once you get older."
Huo Ci got off the bed and strode over. He hugged her from behind, lowered his eyes slightly, and leaned into her ear. His lowered voice became even more charming. "Then help me take care of my body."
Nangong Lengyu's blood suddenly heated up as a numbing feeling spread throughout her body. She coldly said, "Scram to the bed."
"Together." Huo Ci's slender and fair fingers pinched the cosmetics bottle in her hand and placed it on the table.
Nangong Lengyu's heart skipped a beat. Before she could say anything, she was carried up by the waist.
Just as Huo Ci was about to put on a good show, the doorbell suddenly rang, breaking the quiet and ambiguous atmosphere.
"Wretched girl!" Huo Ci gritted his teeth in anger, his eyes burning with anger. Was she trying to ruin his fun? Why did she pick this time to come home?
"Let's go take a look. Sheng Sheng might have forgotten to take the access card." Nangong Lengyu nudged him and put on a shirt before following behind him.
On the surveillance camera was Xiaoqi's image. His eyes were red and his clothes were wet. He called out hoarsely, "Grandpa, Grandma."