Su Jiaojiao said, “He’s right here in this city.”
Her eyes could see bloodline connections within a hundred-mile radius.
Just like at this moment, when she channeled her demonic power into her eyes, she could see a faint bloodline thread extending from the elderly couple toward the southeast.
If the distance between parents and child exceeded a hundred miles, her eyes could no longer perceive this bloodline thread.
Since she could see it, the distance between the two parties must be within a hundred miles.
Therefore, the elderly couple’s son was definitely in this city.
“What? He’s here?”
Chen Anhua and Mrs. Chen exclaimed simultaneously, their voices trembling with excitement!
Their son had actually been in this city all along, so close to them!
Mrs. Chen couldn’t wait and asked again, “Master, can you help us find that child?”
Just as Su Jiaojiao was about to answer, Chen Anhua turned to look at Mrs. Chen.
Wiping his tears, he shook his head, his voice choked with sobs.
“We abandoned that child. It was his current parents who gave him a second life. Since he’s living well now, how can we disturb their lives and cause his adoptive parents pain?”
Mrs. Chen’s lips trembled.
“I know… I know… If the child is living well now, I promise I’ll just take a distant look at him and leave, absolutely not disturbing his life…”
She covered her mouth, sobbing as she spoke, “But what if he’s not living well?”
Her tears fell in large drops.
“He has a heart condition. What if his illness was never cured?”
“What if he’s having a relapse now but has no money for treatment?”
“I just want to secretly see him…”
“If he’s not doing well, I can help compensate him. If he’s living well, I promise not to disturb him…”
Mrs. Chen’s words made Chen Anhua shed tears again.
His lips also began to tremble.
Yes.
The fact that the child had miraculously survived until now didn’t necessarily mean he was living well.
Perhaps his adoptive parents had money back then but have fallen on hard times now?
Maybe something urgent happened in his family, and they desperately need money?
Since they, these irresponsible parents, now know he’s alive and in this city, how can they not go see how he’s doing now?
The elderly couple, their faces streaked with tears, looked at Su Jiaojiao.
Sobbing repeatedly, they made their promises.
“Master, please help us find him, won’t you?”
“We promise not to disturb his life. We just want to take a distant look at him…”
“As long as he’s doing well, we two old bones can rest easy. Even if we were to die now, we could close our eyes in peace.”
Beside Su Jiaojiao, Su Tuantuan’s eyes were also brimming with tears.
He looked up at his mother, his chubby little hand gently tugging at her clothes.
“Grandpa and Grandma are so pitiful. Let’s help them, okay? Mother, let’s help them…”
Su Jiaojiao gently ruffled the little chubby boy’s hair.
This soft-hearted nature—she wondered who he took after.
Back on Cuiping Mountain, when he beat up those little cubs, she never saw this little thing feel sorry for the wailing young ones.
She looked up at the two elderly people.
“Alright, I happen to have time now. Let’s go immediately.”
The two elderly people nodded repeatedly.Chen Anhua remembered the shop assistants downstairs were still waiting for him. He quickly stood up and said, “Master, please wait a moment. I need to go give instructions first, telling the shop assistants to go to Zhao Shufeng’s house to rescue people. I won’t be going myself—I have to find my son!”
“Alright,” Su Jiaojiao nodded.
After Chen Anhua went downstairs, the soft-hearted Su Tuantuan, while cutely pulling tissues to hand to Mrs. Chen, curiously asked, “Grandma, what’s your son’s name?”
Mrs. Chen, her eyes red, replied, “His formal name is Chen Xiaoran. We used to call him Ranran back then.”
Upon hearing this, Su Tuantuan was momentarily stunned. He then silently turned his head to look at Su Jiaojiao, his big eyes filled with resentment. “Why are their names all nicer than mine…”
Su Jiaojiao lazily said, “Because their names were given by their parents. Your name was given by your mother. Your mother isn’t as cultured as their parents, so she couldn’t come up with a good name—come on, tell me, do you want to change your name or change your mother?”
“Uh…” Su Tuantuan silently glanced at his mother, slowly wrapped his chubby little arms around himself, and buried his face in them, looking pitiful.
Life as a fox is truly difficult. Every day, he gets roasted by his mother until he feels utterly hopeless.
Su Jiaojiao looked at her pitifully pouting chubby son and curled her lips.
Is this all it takes to feel wronged?
If your mother told you the origin of your name, would you cry out loud in grievance?
She leaned back on the sofa and turned her head to gaze at the sunlight outside the window.
Her gaze drifted into the distance.
Back then, the tyrant who forcibly took her back to the palace to be his queen had an adorable little white wolf named Tuantuan…
The general who forced her to return for a wedding ceremony had a beloved white horse named Tuantuan…
The prime minister who held immense power at court kept a snow-white, cute little lion dog named Tuantuan…
So, the moment her chubby son was born under the moonlight, when the monsters nearby asked her what name to give her son, she looked at that snow-white, beautiful little bundle and blurted out, “Tuantuan…”
Thinking of this, Su Jiaojiao raised her hand and gently pressed her forehead.
It’s all the fault of those three rotten men!
They were the ones with no taste, terrible at naming things—they were the ones who led her astray!
…
At the same moment.
In the hotel, Fu Shangbai, who was watching surveillance footage on his computer, suddenly sneezed several times.
Secretary Zhu, sitting across from him handling the boss’s affairs, looked up.
He stretched and joked, “Third Master, I’ve heard people say, one sneeze means someone is thinking of you, two means someone is cursing you, and three means someone is talking about you. You just sneezed three times—someone must be missing you!”
Fu Shangbai didn’t even look up. “Who’s missing me? Missing me so much they haven’t gone bankrupt yet?”
Secretary Zhu laughed. “It’s not just your business rivals who miss you. Don’t you know? You’re the dream of countless young women. On the list of most eligible bachelors, you’ve always been number one!”
Fu Shangbai couldn’t even be bothered to respond to this.
He had always been at the top of the global rich list too, and he never felt proud about that. Why would he care about some random online ranking?
He quietly watched all the surveillance footage on his computer.
Still no results.
Fu Shangbai clenched his fist, his expression grim as he leaned back in his chair.
He stared at the frozen image on the screen—the beauty in the Hanfu dress.
Su Jiaojiao…
Could you really be some kind of monster or ghost?
Why is it that even after gathering all the surveillance footage from the surrounding area, I still can’t find where you came from or where you went after slipping into that alley?
Where exactly are you…What must I do for you to appear before me?
Secretary Zhu had stepped out to take a call. When he returned, he saw the Third Master with his eyes closed in exhaustion, his face so pale that even a subordinate like him felt a pang of sympathy.
He glanced at his phone, hesitating over whether he should disturb the Third Master.
Fu Shangbai had already heard Secretary Zhu’s footsteps when he entered. Noticing his prolonged silence, he opened his eyes.
“What is it?”