Chapter 477 Mr. Yan, where did this child come from?

In the hotel lobby, two men pulled their hats down so low that they almost covered their eyes.

They exchanged a glance, their eyes fixed on Tang Xiaoya's retreating figure.

"It's this woman who stole the boss's territory."

"In a moment, you'll figure out a way to take that little girl away."

Tang Xiaoya was completely unaware of this. As soon as she entered the hall, a figure pounced on her like a whirlwind.

"Sister Xiaoya! Xinxin!"

Wen Youyou screamed excitedly, snatched Tang Xin from her arms, and kissed her pink little face repeatedly.

Tang Xiaoya smiled and handed her the gift, "Congratulations on your excellent grades."

Wen Youyou was overjoyed.

"I did so well on the exam so that you would come back for my graduation prom."

"You have such a sweet tongue." Tang Xiaoya looked at the little girl from the fishing village who had grown into a beautiful young woman and felt very comforted.

Suddenly, a classmate approached and exclaimed in surprise.

"Wow, it's Sister Xiaoya!"

"It's Tang Xiaoya! I never expected to meet such a big star today!"

"It's Sister Xiaoya! I'm so lucky! I really want to take a picture with her."

Several classmates quickly surrounded them, chattering away, and soon a dozen or so people had gathered, making the scene somewhat crowded.

"Hello everyone." Tang Xiaoya greeted everyone, without any airs.

"Xiaoya." Wen Yifan walked over quickly and took Tang Xin from his sister's arms very naturally.

"This place is too conspicuous, let's talk in the lounge."

The bodyguards immediately stepped forward and escorted them out.

Before long, the news spread throughout the banquet hall that Tang Xiaoya had come to attend Wen Youyou's graduation ball.

Unexpectedly, Wen Youyou also has a connection with a big star.

That's amazing.

The group headed to the lounge together.

Tang Xiaoya pinched her daughter's cheek and said softly.

"Xinxin, this is Aunt Youyou, call her Auntie."

The little dumpling called out in a childish voice.

"Auntie."

"This is Yifan's uncle, call him uncle."

"Uncle." The little dumpling stared at them with its bright, sparkling eyes.

"My heart is hungry, I want to eat milk," the little dumpling said.

Wen Youyou's heart melted; she immediately hugged the little guy back and gave him a big kiss.

"Come on, let's go get some delicious food."

She carried Tang Xin and walked out, with a bodyguard immediately following behind her.

Only Tang Xiaoya and Wen Yifan remained in the lounge.

"Brother Yifan, when are you going to find me a sister-in-law?"

Tang Xiaoya leaned back on the sofa and asked lazily.

Wen Yifan was pouring water when he heard this. He paused, turned around, and looked at her intently.

"I haven't seen anything I like yet."

"Don't be too picky, you're almost thirty." Tang Xiaoya smiled.

Wen Yifan handed her the water glass and suddenly said.

"How about we team up and raise Xinxin together?"

Tang Xiaoya burst out laughing, her laughter shaking her whole body.

"Haha, my sister will probably issue a kill order, thinking we're plotting a rebellion together."

Wen Yifan smiled, but the emotion in his eyes didn't fade.

He changed the subject.

"Aren't you afraid of running into him if you come back like this?"

“I was afraid before because I hadn’t let go.” Tang Xiaoya picked up her water glass, took a sip, and said calmly, “Now, I’m completely at ease.”

She smiled, with a mature charm; time truly does make one grow.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the door to the lounge was violently flung open.

A bodyguard rushed in, his face pale and his voice trembling.

"Miss Tang, the young lady is missing."

"What did you say!" Tang Xiaoya was so frightened that she stood up abruptly, and the water glass in her hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

The two of them rushed out together.

At the end of the corridor, dozens of meters away from the banquet hall, Wen Youyou and another bodyguard lay on the ground, unconscious.

Tang Xiaoya rushed over and checked his breathing, finding no external injuries.

It's a drug.

A special kind of hypnotic powder.

Her mind raced, and she immediately gave the order.

"Immediately seal off the hotel exits and send reinforcements over!"

Wen Yifan frowned. "Don't worry, they can't escape from Qingcheng."

Qingcheng is the territory of the Southern Gang; to mess with the Southern Gang is to court death.

On the other side, two men, each carrying a black bag, fled in different directions, running frantically through the hotel's intricate corridors.

You've succeeded as long as you get out of the hotel.

One of them, the one with Tang Xin in the black bag, was Tang Xin.

He ran while nervously looking back.

At the corner of the corridor, Yan Jin, holding a gift in one hand and her phone to her ear in the other, strode over unhurriedly.

The man panicked and ran headfirst into it.

With a loud "bang," it crashed solidly.

Yan Jin's eyes flashed, and her gaze shifted downwards, precisely catching sight of a pair of chubby little white feet peeking out of the man's bag.

Human traffickers?

Kidnapping someone in broad daylight at the Fanxing Hotel—they're incredibly audacious.

The man bumped into someone without apologizing, muttered a curse, and turned to run away.

Yan Jin grabbed his arm and coldly uttered two words.

"Apologize!"

"Mind your own business!" The man said in a panic, forcefully shoving him away.

Yan Jin threw the cigarette she was holding on the ground and stubbed it out with her toe.

He took a long stride, rushed forward in two steps, snatched the bag from the man's hand, and hugged it to his chest.

Immediately afterwards, a clean and swift punch and kick sent the man flying.

The man fell heavily to the ground, face-first into the mud, but didn't dare look in their direction once, and ran away as fast as he could.

Yan Jin carefully opened the bag.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

It turned out there really was a child inside.

A beautiful little girl, as pretty as a porcelain doll, with her eyes closed, appears to be asleep.

He quickly checked the child's breathing and body; there were no external injuries, he had simply fainted.

The little girl was so beautiful, a soft and cuddly little bundle, that he felt an urge to kidnap her.

Suddenly, his gaze sharpened again.

The pure gold longevity lock around the girl's neck had a familiar design.

He reached out and touched it, his fingertips brushing against the engravings on the back of the lock.

Tang Xin.

It turned out to be the one he had personally commissioned to be made years ago.

Hey, this is Wen Youyou's classmate... or her sister?

Are young people these days so carefree? They came to a graduation ball and almost lost their younger sister without even realizing it.

Fortunately, he was alert just now.

He picked up the child with one hand, gently letting the little one rest on his shoulder, and took out his phone with the other hand to call Wen Youyou.

The call went through, but no one answered.

He was about to take the little girl to the banquet hall to find Wen Youyou when suddenly, his assistant Yun Mu called.

"Mr. Yan, I saw Tang Xiaoya. She and her bodyguard rushed out of the hotel, seemingly chasing after someone."

"Follow her, I'm coming right away." Yan Jin's heart skipped a beat. She picked up the child, turned around, and ran out, taking big strides to catch up with her.

His heart was pounding, and he was having trouble breathing.

I heard from Shen Xin that Wen Youyou would definitely invite Tang Xiaoya to her graduation party.

Unexpectedly, she really came back.

Very good!

As soon as I stepped out of the hotel, a Rolls-Royce was already waiting silently outside.

"Chase him." Yan Jin opened the car door and got in, giving the order in a deep voice, "Follow Yun Mu's location."

"Yes," the driver glanced back, "Mr. Yan, where did this child come from?"

"Found it!"

The driver chuckled. "You can still pick up kids these days? I'd love to pick one up myself."

Yan Jin carefully held the child in her arms and looked at him intently.

This little bundle of joy looks quite like Tang Xiaoya when she was a child. He's flipped through that photo album at home hundreds of times.

Suddenly, Yun Mu called again, "President Yan, this is so exciting! Eight cars rushed out from four directions and surrounded one car. They're all from the Southern Gang."

"Miss Tang also got out of the car and personally taught a man a lesson."

"Tsk tsk, that was a really hard fight, like they're looking for something."

Yan Jin rested his large hand on his chin, deep in thought. Tang Xiaoya had lost something, something very important? What was it?

"Wah!" The little bundle of milk suddenly woke up and started crying.