"Miss Qiao, it is truly our fault for disturbing you so early in the morning. However, my people said that Xiao Bao is with you, so we wanted to come and ask about the situation."

The man next to Song Shiyi looked unwell, with obvious dark circles under his eyes, clearly indicating that he hadn't slept all night.

Qiao Zhen was taken aback, and then her gaze flickered.

She thought it was something serious, but it turned out to be that little boy!

"See? I wasn't wrong, Xiao Bao was kidnapped by her!"

Song Shiyi suppressed her smugness, but her gaze towards Qiao Zhen was filled with undisguised mockery.

Qiao Zhen's expression was unfriendly. How did Song Shiyi know about this, and how did she arrive so timely? Could it be that Song Shiyi set a trap for her?

“I ran into that boy by chance last night and rescued him on a whim. I didn’t kidnap him. If he doesn’t believe me, you can ask him yourselves.”

As Qiao Zhen spoke, she asked the nanny, who had just woken up, to call the little boy over.

The little boy was very sleepy, but when he saw the man, he timidly called out, "Hello, Daddy."

Seeing his child safe and sound, the man wept with joy, hugged the boy tightly, and asked gently, "Xiao Yuan, who kidnapped you?"

Upon hearing this, the little boy shrank his neck and looked at Song Shiyi beside him.

Song Shiyi looked nervous, as if she hadn't expected him to ask that question.

But the little boy shook his head and said, "I don't know, they were wearing masks the whole time. But this lady rescued me last night, she's my savior."

Upon hearing this, the man changed his usual demeanor and apologized to Qiao Zhen with great remorse: "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao. I rushed here as soon as I heard the news this morning. I had a son late in life, and Xiao Yuan is the apple of my eye. I was not considerate enough and my attitude towards you was poor. Please forgive me. I will definitely come to apologize in person another day."

Hearing the man's apology, Qiao Zhen didn't hold it against him, after all, anyone could understand the feeling of loving one's son dearly.