Chapter 22 Baby, Don’t Hurt Yourself

When Butler Chen heard Mr. He suddenly say that he wanted to personally check the surveillance in the middle of the night, he thought there was something wrong with Yanyuan's heavily guarded system and asked worriedly, "Sir, is something missing?"

He Cong stared at the surveillance videos that were opened one by one in the monitoring room, and said in a calm and hoarse voice, "Fuying is back."

Butler Chen's hands trembled upon hearing this, while He Cong, as if nothing had happened, directed the equally frightened surveillance personnel, "Show me the directions of the main and side exits of Yanyuan, the entrance to the lake center, and the location of Momo's windows and doors."

Butler Chen waited silently by the side, watching their master standing in the middle of the monitoring room, calmly and steadily screening every frame of the surveillance video, with a serious look on his face, as if he was really taking the matter seriously.

But the more this happened, the more frightened Butler Chen became.

Their master had finally become somewhat normal in recent years thanks to Young Master He, so why was he suddenly up tonight checking the surveillance footage to look for Mrs. He, who had been dead for three years?

What else is there to say...Mrs. He is back...

Isn't this scary?

Butler Chen looked at He Cong with strange caution, but he couldn't help but say, "Sir, are you having a nightmare?"

He Cong's dark eyes stared at the surveillance screen without blinking, and he repeated coldly, without question, "She's back."

That night, He Cong checked all the surveillance locations that needed to be checked, and continued until dawn, but still found nothing.

Everyone in Yanyuan was trembling with fear, and no one dared to ask any more questions.

I just watched Mr. He holding a few thin feathers in his hand and leaving indifferently.

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Ji family.

Under the garden pavilion nestled against the mountains and beside the water, Ji Huaizhuo had just finished his tea and was leisurely playing with the purple-blue parrot leaning on a branch in the elegant garden.

The subordinates beside him were reporting on the company's recent activities. He occasionally said "hmm", but more often he smiled faintly and fed his beloved bird on the branch: "Parrot, here it is."

The parrot tilted its head and pecked the food from his hand, then called out loudly: "Parrot. Parrot."

At this time, the housekeeper came to report, "Master, He Chengsheng's wife is here to visit."

Ji Huaizhuo raised his eyebrows: "So fast."

He raised his hand to signal his men to take the bird back and walked towards the reception hall, "Please ask her to come in."

Madam He Liu had obviously cried before coming here, and her eyes were slightly red when she was invited into the reception room. She knew very well that Ji Huaizhuo and He Cong, the current head of the He family, did not get along well. After asking about his well-being, she could not help but criticize He Cong's cruelty and ruthlessness in front of Ji Huaizhuo.

"It's one thing for He Cong to refuse to help his sixth uncle overcome the company's crisis, but yesterday he inexplicably went to the remote mountains of Pingzhuang, and when something happened, he blamed his sixth uncle. Just one day later, he sent his sixth uncle to prison. How could he not be deliberately seeking revenge? Those people in the He family are afraid of him. No matter who I beg, it's useless. I really have no other choice this time, so I come to ask Young Master Ji for help. I hope Young Master Ji can help our family..."

As Mrs. He Liu spoke, she began to sob again.

Ji Huaizhuo asked his subordinates to pass the person a tissue, and then he said in a gentle voice, "Sixth Madam came to me personally to beg for help, so of course I won't stand by and watch her die, but-"

Madam He Liu immediately stared at him anxiously: "But what?"

Ji Huaizhuo's eyes were gentle and elegant, and he kindly reminded her: "You are indeed looking in the wrong direction. What's the point of causing trouble for He Cong? His weakness is Young Master He."

As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. He Liu calmed down and crumpled the tissue in her hand into a ball.

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Because of the special properties of Shang You, who has now regressed back to his true form as Little Phoenix, Mu Weiting specially arranged a private plane so that Shang Youqing could safely take Shang You with him to Beijing.

Shang Youqing hadn't slept for almost the entire day, and he finally took a short nap on the plane, but was soon woken up by the little thing in his arms.

He tensed up and looked down, only to find that the little phoenix baby, which had been buried in his arms with a limp look, had finally emerged from his clothes.

Shang You raised her fluffy little head, and actually tried to spread out her weak little feathers, fluttering away from her body. But in just half a second, Shang You almost fell on the plane window next to Shang Youqing, and was held in time by Shang Youqing's hands.

Shang Youqing was still frightened. He gently rubbed Shang You's little head and asked, "Baby? Does it hurt? Did you hit your head?"

“Chirp, chirp!”

Shang You's voice sounded a little anxious. While shouting, he struggled to break free from Shang Youqing's hand and wanted to rush towards the porthole.

"Where are we going?" Shang Youqing gently held down her baby, who was flapping his wings randomly, and repeated the baby's words.

Shang You nodded.

Shang Youqing looked out the window where the baby was pointing, and under the clouds was the direction of the distant Bindao Island.

She retracted her gaze and gently coaxed the little cub in her arms, "Baby, not here, we are going to Jing City."

Shang You was obviously confused, but she didn't know the reason. She relied entirely on her instincts. The cub couldn't explain what was going on at all. She just tilted her head anxiously and pitifully and chirped to her mother, hoping that she could take her down.

【Mom, I want to go. I want to go.】

If it were any other time, Shang Youqing would have agreed to all of her baby's requests, but now the baby was in danger, and Shang Youqing couldn't afford any mistakes. She could only patiently comfort the cub, "Okay, after we get to Jing City, and the baby successfully molts his tail for the first time, Mommy will take you to Bin Island to play, okay?"

Perhaps because they were getting farther and farther away from Bindao, Shang You's little wings, which had been flapping excitedly just now, gradually became limp again.

She curled up her anxious little tail feathers and lay in her mother's palm, her eyes burning with tears as she looked at her mother.

After a long while, she lowered her head in grievance and licked the messy hair on her burnt tail.

“Chirp…Chirp…”

Shang You licked his fur and cried.

The little phoenix is very careful about its feathers. Since it was very young, it has loved to keep every little feather clean and beautiful.

But now seeing his little phoenix feathers become gray and frizzy, Shang You was obviously very sad, and he didn't know what to do. He even hated these bad hairs and buried his head to peck off the burnt little feathers on the tail feathers.

Shang Youqing stretched out her finger in time to block it, and the little beak accidentally pecked her finger. Shang Youqing didn't care, but just used her spiritual breath to comfort the little cub.

Her fingers gradually smoothed out her baby's messy feathers, and she calmed her mind and coaxed him, "Baby, Mommy promises you, no matter what, nothing will happen to you, but you can't hurt yourself, understand."