Chapter 262 Beautiful sister, the baby is lost

Nanchuan Yusen suddenly jumped off the sofa, ran towards the study with his short legs, and bumped into Moss on the way.

"Young Master...you're so flustered..."

Bang!

The study door was slammed shut and locked from the inside.

Moss looked confused. What was this kid...doing again?

Despite his young age, his thoughts are even deeper than the young master's. I can't see through him.

Nanchuan Yusen ran to his father's big desk and stretched out his short fingers to press the combination lock of the drawer...

He only took one furtive glimpse of it and remembered it.

I opened the drawer and found some documents and a pocket watch inside.

He opened the golden pocket watch and saw the woman's peaceful and beautiful face in the photo embedded in the watch case, exactly the same as the one in the phone!

Nanchuan Yusen looked around and was sure of it!

Hehe, hehe, hehe, hehe!

Nanchuan Yusen put the pocket watch back in its place, closed the drawer, and even blew twice on the glossy combination lock and wiped off the fingerprints with a rag.

"Young Master, Young Master, open the door!" Moss banged on the door. "Why did you lock yourself in the Young Master's study?"

Nanchuan Yusen quickly opened the door and said seriously, "I'm going for a walk."

"Ah? Now?" Moss looked at the time. It was nine o'clock in the evening.

"Dad said I'm free to go wherever I want."

"Okay, eh..."

"Not with you." He thought for a moment, then said with disdain, "You're too old... It's embarrassing."

Moss: ???

Is he so old that it's embarrassing to take a walk?

After a moment, Moss watched Nanchuan Yusen rummaging through the wardrobe and trying on his blazer back and forth.

"Young Master, you're just going for a walk nearby, why are you changing into a suit?"

Something is wrong!

…

At the International Convention and Exhibition Center, a coronation ceremony for the fashion industry is underway.

Ning Fengsheng quietly left the glamorous world of fame and fortune where wine and food were flowing.

Behind him was the hustle and bustle of elegantly dressed people. The heads of several top international brands were surrounding Assistant Lin, trying to use the most attractive cooperation plan to pry open Ning Fengsheng's intention to cooperate.

Three years later, she returned to Beizhou Kingdom, the center of that man's sphere of influence.

She stood by the carved railing, looking at the neon lights flowing on the tops of the skyscrapers in the distance.

"Nanchuan Shijue..." She murmured unconsciously, and the tail end of the sound was crushed by the wind in the night.

He was very capable and managed the Nanchuan family's business very well. The business territory expanded several times and became even more powerful.

Every time a photo of that man appeared in the financial edition or social news, he was the same as always, with stern eyebrows and eyes, wearing a well-ironed high-end custom-made suit, his aura was as cold as deep sea iron, and he exuded a cold aura that kept strangers away.

Occasionally mixed with some random gossip about him.

"Young Master Nanchuan appeared at a private airport. The young prince was under strict protection the entire time and his true appearance was not seen."

"Nanchuan Shijue is suspected of secretly marrying and having a child, revealing his adoring nature?"

The text description is very sparse and the accompanying pictures are even more blurry.

What the media always captured was only his back as he held the child, or the silhouette of the little one wrapped tightly in a custom-made stroller. That face was hidden by Nanchuan Spyker more closely than a commercial secret.

Naturally, there is not a single photo of the little guy on the Internet.

This is consistent with his usual style. His desire for control is so strong that it is almost paranoid. The protection circle he has identified will not have even the slightest crack.

However, the four words "crazy darling" were like barbed hooks that pierced her heart.

He said he hated his son, but for her, he spoiled the child to the extreme!

I can’t imagine if it was a daughter, Nanchuan Shijue would spoil her to the sky!

…

At this moment, there was a commotion at the entrance of the international venue.

A childish yet incredibly overbearing voice shouted, "Look! The woman in the photo! Dig the ground three times to find her!"

The voice was childish, yet it carried an unquestionable arrogance that belonged to a superior.

The guests looked at it in confusion——

In the area where light and shadow intertwined, a small figure stood in the center of a circle of tall adult men, like a king surrounded by people.

The child looked no more than three or four years old, wearing a custom-made dark black suit and shiny little leather shoes.

The most eye-catching thing is the pair of cool sunglasses on the delicate little face that almost covers half of the face.

He held a mobile phone tightly in his little hand, and the screen was frozen with the image of Ning Fengsheng going on stage to receive the award.

The group of black-clad bodyguards surrounding him were all strong, but at this moment they were slightly bent over, holding their breath and listening attentively to Mr. Xiaonan's orders.

The leader was a very burly man with a stern aura: "Young Master, there are too many people here, you..."

"Shut up!" The little guy turned his head suddenly, and his sight behind the sunglasses accurately fixed on the bodyguard leader through the lenses.

His little chin was raised in a haughty manner, and his lips were tightly pursed, revealing a coldness that was completely inconsistent with his age. "If you keep talking nonsense, I will fire you right now!"

The threat was resounding and carried a natural sense of pressure.

The bodyguard's throat tightened. They, his personal guards, knew very well how violent and unruly Mr. Xiaonan was.

This little ancestor usually dares to contradict the words of the Nanchuan nobles, not to mention them, the servants.

"Don't worry, young master. We will go find him now." The bodyguard leader bent deeper.

In an instant, the black-clad bodyguards came out, searched for "Si Yin's" information, and began looking for him.

…

Ning Fengsheng leaned against the railing, gazing at the starry sky.

Mom, grandma, grandpa... I'm back.

Can Shengsheng's wish come true?

Is Nanchuan Shijue in good health? Can he live to be a hundred years old?

The hem of her skirt was suddenly grabbed by someone.

She stiffened slightly and looked down.

A small figure stopped at her feet, looking up at her face.

The moonlight shone down, illuminating the little guy who was holding her skirt.

He was wearing a tailor-made black suit with a burgundy velvet bow tie at his collar, and a pair of dark sunglasses on his nose that were extremely disproportionate to his small face, the lenses reflecting the lights in the distance.

Although he was only a little kid of about three years old, he managed to exude a cold aura that kept strangers away, just like a smaller version of... Nanchuan Spyker.

Ning Fengsheng's breath hitched.

Was it because she missed him too much that she had such an absurd illusion?

The contours of the child's eyebrows and the slightly downward-turned corners of his mouth when he pursed his lips actually overlapped somewhat with the man's appearance.

She was really crazy, she actually saw the shadow of Nanchuan Shijue in a child!

"Where did the child come from?" Her voice trembled slightly. When she bent down, the hair by her ears fell, revealing her slender white neck.

The little guy raised his chin, his eyes wide open behind his sunglasses, and his bones were rolling around as if he was evaluating the woman in front of him.

After a few seconds, he frowned and said, "Beautiful sister, the baby is lost."

The voice was soft and sticky, like cotton candy, forming a wonderful contrast with his cool outfit.