“Uncle, I was the one who put the magazine there, and I also put the photos inside. It has absolutely nothing to do with Mommy. I just wanted to find her a boyfriend.”
Nan Qiqi’s intention was indeed to find her biological father, but did that really conflict with finding a stepfather?
The crease between Quan Yuchen’s brows deepened. In his eyes, Nan Wanwan was nothing but a vicious woman who would stop at nothing to achieve her goals—even a repeated stalker.
“He Sheng! Send this woman to the police station!”
He Sheng, who had been standing there like a background wall the entire time, lifted his gaze toward Nan Wanwan upon hearing the order.
The woman’s expression was utterly speechless. “Sir, this is all just a misunderstanding…”
“He Sheng! Do it! Send this stalker to the police station and let her explain herself there!”
He Sheng did not believe the lady in front of him was the stalker Quan Yuchen described. He hesitated, unsure how to respond.
At that moment, a bodyguard ran over and whispered in Quan Yuchen’s ear.
“Young Master Quan, the Young Master has been found!”
Hearing this, Quan Yuchen turned around and coldly threw down a final sentence before leaving.
“Consider yourself lucky this time. Don’t let me see you again in Shendu City!”
“Mommy, I’m sorry… it’s all my fault…” Nan Qiqi murmured in apology.
Nan Wanwan patted her daughter’s cheek. Forget it—today, they were just unlucky.
“You must be tired. Let’s go find your brother and go home.”
A few minutes earlier — Airport men’s restroom.
Nan Shi Yi stood in front of the mirror, smugly fixing his hairstyle. He thought that breaking Nan Qiqi’s doll should not have made her so angry. After all, the most important thing about returning to the country this time was finding their father and the second child.
Even though Mommy always said their father was old, ugly, and terminally ill—most likely already dead.
But how could he and Qiqi believe that? Could an ugly monster really produce children with such heaven-defying looks like theirs?
As for the terminal illness—that was obviously just made up.
He struck a cool pose at the mirror and turned around—then bumped into someone.
“Ah! Sorry…”
Nan Shi Yi looked up apologetically, and the next second, his clear eyes reflected something unbelievable.
The person he had bumped into looked exactly like him.
He stepped closer and measured the boy’s height with his hand.
“Huh? Since when was there a mirror this tall that looks exactly like me?”
The boy wearing a proper little suit froze for a moment. His pink lips pressed tightly together as he frowned and studied him as well.
Nan Shi Yi reached out and touched him. Feeling warmth, his eyes widened.
“He’s alive? Second Child! Is that you? Mommy, Qiqi, and I have been looking for you for so long!”
“No. I have a mommy, and I don’t have any siblings,” the boy replied calmly.
“How is that possible? We look exactly the same—you must be the Second Child we’re looking for!”
Nan Shi Yi quickly thought it through. Realizing something was off, he said seriously, “Second Child, stay here and don’t move. I’ll go get Mommy and come right back.”
He turned and ran out of the restroom—but in the next second, he was suddenly lifted off the ground.
“We found the Young Master! Take him away now!”
Nan Shi Yi never expected that, after being clever all his life, he would actually be kidnapped.
He struggled with all his strength, but the black-clothed men were professionally trained—there was no way a child like him could break free.
His brows tightened. This was bad. If he was this smart and cute, would he be sold to some rural family to become their son?
Would he never see Mommy and Qiqi again in this lifetime?
No! He had to find a way to escape!
In the crowd, he spotted Nan Wanwan and Nan Qiqi. It was as if he saw hope and desperately cried out.
“Mm! Mmmmmm—!”
Nan Qiqi, as if sensing something, turned her head toward the direction of the sound.
The hope that had just ignited in Nan Shi Yi was instantly blocked out by the wall of black-clothed men.
“Mommy, that’s strange… I think I just heard Brother calling for help!”
Nan Wanwan frowned. “Is he in trouble?”
After thinking for a moment, Nan Qiqi concluded seriously, “He went to the restroom. Could he have forgotten to bring toilet paper? He was in a hurry earlier.”
Nan Wanwan paused. That… actually wasn’t impossible.
Just as she was about to ask a passerby to help deliver tissue inside, a small boy walked out of the restroom.
“Mommy, Brother is there. He’s out now.”