Chapter 478 The child's mother fainted from crying.
On the other end of the phone, Yun Mu was startled.
"Mr. Yan, why is there a child crying?"
"I picked up a child."
Yan Jin said coldly, hung up the phone, and gave orders to the driver.
"Drive faster."
The driver floored the accelerator, and the car shot forward, speeding towards Yun Mu's location.
"Mommy, Mommy, I want Mommy!"
"I'm so scared!"
The little one in the back seat cried his heart out, tears streaming down his face like beads from a broken string.
Yan Jin grasped her shoulders, lifted her small body up, and lowered her voice.
"I'll take you to find your mother in a bit, don't cry."
"Mommy, Xinxin wants Mommy!"
Tang Xin stared at the incredibly handsome uncle in front of her with her big, watery eyes, kicking her little hands and feet wildly in the air.
"Waaah, I'm so scared."
The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, his heart leaping into his throat, and quickly spoke.
"Mr. Yan, she must be uncomfortable being carried like that. Support her little bottom and let her rest on your shoulder."
"Pat her back gently, and she will stop crying soon."
Yan Jin did as she was told.
The little bundle of milk nestled against his broad shoulders, and the crying gradually subsided, eventually turning into soft sobs.
A small hand gripped his expensive shirt collar tightly.
"Tang Xin, is your name Tang Xin?"
Yan Jin's voice softened unconsciously.
"Uncle is not a bad person, don't be afraid."
Tang Xin blinked in confusion; this uncle knew her name.
"I am Xin Xin."
She pouted and spoke with a pitiful expression.
"I'm so hungry, I want to eat grandma."
Yan Jin gently patted her back, patiently coaxing her.
"Uncle will buy you something to eat later, but you can't cry anymore."
"My dear little one," the little dumpling replied in a muffled voice.
"Yes, good girl," Yan Jin said to the driver, patting her gently.
"Stop at the bakery up ahead."
The driver was surprised but didn't dare to ask any questions. He immediately slowed down and pulled over.
After the car came to a stop, Yan Jin got out of the car alone.
A few minutes later, he returned carrying a bag of milk and several small, fluffy-looking cakes.
"Here, have some."
He put a straw in a bottle of children's milk and held it to her lips, then tore open the wrapper of a small cake and placed it in her little hand.
The little dumpling was immediately drawn to the delicious food, holding the cake and eating it earnestly, with tears still clinging to her long eyelashes.
She carefully took a small bite, then raised her hand high and presented the deformed cake to Yan Jin's chest.
"Uncle, have some."
Yan Jin's heart softened suddenly; this little guy actually knew how to share.
"Uncle won't eat it, but Xinxin will."
He reached out and gently touched her little head. Her two little braids were quite pretty, showing the care her mother had taken.
The driver glanced back and suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
"Mr. Yan, this little girl looks just like you. Could she be your child?"
The word "child" struck him hard in the heart.
Yan Jin's eyes instantly turned cold.
If Tang Xiaoya hadn't miscarried, their child would be this age by now.
"Shut up and drive your car properly."
Five minutes later, the car arrived at its destination.
Yun Mu rushed over immediately and opened the car door for him.
"Keep an eye on the children."
Yan Jin gave an order and strode out of the carriage.
From afar, he saw that figure etched in his heart, and his heart almost leaped out of his chest.
Xiaoya, it really is her.
His Xiaoya is back.
He excitedly strode over.
"Xiaoya!" he shouted.
Ten steps away from her, two bodyguards in black, expressionless, reached out and blocked his path.
Tang Xiaoya turned around at the sound and saw the man's familiar yet deeply etched face, her heart trembling violently.
He actually tracked me all the way here.
She accepted the handkerchief from the bodyguard without batting an eye, slowly and methodically wiping the blood from her hands, her voice icy cold.
"Take him back and interrogate him thoroughly. We must find out his accomplices."
"Contact the authorities to seal off the airport, train station, and dock; not even a fly should be able to get out."
After saying that, she took out a jet-black jade pendant from her pocket and threw it to her subordinate.
"Yes." The man accepted it respectfully.
This was the first time Yan Jin had seen Tang Xiaoya like this.
She was no longer the little girl who would only cry when she was wronged. She had become mature and decisive, with a sharp and domineering aura between her brows. The presence of a person in a superior position made people afraid to look directly at her.
Could it be that she is also in charge of the Southern Gang's business?
His heart sank little by little.
She belongs on the stage, not as a businesswoman.
"I don't want to see this man either."
Tang Xiaoya coldly tossed out a sentence, turned around, and got into the car.
"Xiaoya, let's talk! Xiaoya!"
Yan Jin tried to chase after him, but a dozen bodyguards instantly formed a human wall, blocking him completely.
He could only watch helplessly as the car sped away.
Yun Mu walked over and said, "President Yan, Miss Tang is in a bad mood today. It seems something big has happened to the Southern Gang. I'll stay with her for now, and you can find another opportunity to meet with her."
Yan Jin's jaw was clenched tightly, and she turned and walked back to the car without saying a word.
When I opened the car door, the little one was already asleep, still clutching half a cake in her tiny hand, with cake crumbs scattered all over the seat.
He frowned and got into the car from the other side.
The child was only wearing a thin sundress, and he took off his suit jacket and carefully covered her with it.
He picked up his phone and dialed Wen Youyou's number, but no one answered.
Is this child unwanted?
He then dialed Shen Xin's number.
Meanwhile, at the Vanguard Hotel.
Shen Xin was comforting Wen Youyou in the lounge and had no time to look at her phone.
He had brought a gift to Wen Youyou's graduation party, but as soon as he arrived, he noticed that the atmosphere at the hotel was strange.
Everywhere were men in black hurrying along, as if they were searching for something.
Upon entering the banquet hall, I heard that Wen Youyou had been drugged.
He was terrified and immediately ran towards the lounge.
Wen Yifan stood guard at the door. When he saw him coming, he only said "Keep an eye on her" and then walked away.
Shen Xin pushed open the door and went in, only to see Wen Youyou lying on the sofa, crying uncontrollably.
"What happened?"
He strode over.
"Were you bullied?"
He anxiously checked her body, fearing something might have happened to her.
Wen Youyou's tears flowed even more fiercely. She suddenly threw herself into his arms, using his shirt as a rag.
"My child is missing! I lost him! Waaaaah..."
Upon hearing that it wasn't her who was in trouble, Shen Xin breathed a slight sigh of relief.
He patted her back gently to comfort her.
"What child? Whose child? Don't worry, I'll send someone to find him right away."
"It's Tang Xin! I... I lost my classmate's younger sister!"
Wen Youyou cried so hard she almost fainted. If Sister Xiaoya couldn't find Xinxin, the sky would fall.
"Okay, I'll send someone to help you find it right away. Send me a picture of the child."
Shen Xin helped her wipe away her tears.
"Today is your graduation banquet. Your classmates are all waiting outside. You are the main character. You can't hide here and cry."
As soon as he finished speaking, his phone rang, and the screen showed Yan Jin.
He glanced at it and saw that there were already two missed calls.
Shen Xin pressed the answer button.
"Hello?"
On the other end of the phone came Yan Jin's icy and chilling question.
Where is Wen Youyou?
“Crying here,” Shen Xin replied.
"You still know how to cry?"
Yan Jin snorted coldly.
"Ask her if she still wants her classmate's younger sister?"
Wen Youyou froze, snatched the phone, and shouted with all her might.
"want!"
She felt as if the whole world had suddenly brightened up again.
Do you know where Tang Xin is?
"certainly."
Yan Jin paused for a moment, then changed the subject.
"Wen Youyou, did Tang Xiaoya come back for your graduation banquet?"
Wen Youyou didn't dare to speak.
He added, "I've already seen her, but she won't talk to me."
Yan Jin's voice carried a hint of vulnerability that was barely perceptible.
"Let her come to see me, and I'll give the child back to you."
He took the opportunity to propose his conditions.
Wen Youyou's expression darkened.
This man is really taking advantage of people's misfortunes; he's shameless.
However, knowing that the child was with him, she finally felt relieved.
"I want to see the child first!" she demanded.
"Okay, come to my villa."
Wen Youyou instantly recovered and immediately grabbed her phone to send a message.
"Sister Xiaoya! Xinxin has been found!"
...
Yan Jin carried the child back to the villa, and several servants immediately surrounded her at the entrance.
"Oh my, where did this little baby come from? She's so beautiful."
"Quickly, make something for the child to eat."
Several servants were overjoyed, surrounding the exquisitely beautiful baby.
Aunt Chen looked closely at the child. The more she looked at the child's eyebrows and eyes, and his small nose, the more he resembled Miss Tang.
Her heart skipped a beat.
Could it be... Miss Tang's child?
Yan Jin went straight upstairs and into the master bedroom.
He took off his coat and tossed it onto the sofa, changed his clothes, and then took out Tang Xiaoya's photo album from a drawer in his study.
Turning the pages, each one shows her from childhood to adulthood.
His fingertip stopped on a photo of Tang Xiaoya when she was three or four years old.
The little girl in the photo has pigtails and big, bright eyes.
really.
She looks exactly like that little dumpling downstairs named Tang Xin; they're at least 80% alike.
Tang Xiaoya, Tang Xin.
His heart clenched, his whole body tensed, and even his breathing became unsteady.
He quickly picked up his phone and dialed Yun Mu's number.
"Go and find out what Tang Xiaoya is looking for."
His voice was very low, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.
"She lost something important."
"Yes." The reply on the other end of the phone was crisp and efficient.
After hanging up the phone, Yan Jin went downstairs.
He walked to the center of the living room, bent down and picked up Xiao Tangxin, her warm little body softly nestled in his arms.
He looked down and examined it closely. The feeling was amazing; he was holding a miniature version of Tang Xiaoya in his arms.
The more I look at it, the more I like it.
A moment later, Wen Youyou rushed in, followed by a helpless-looking Shen Xin.
"Heart!"
Wen Youyou's eyes were bloodshot as she rushed towards Yan Jin, reaching out her arms to snatch the child away.
Yan Jin, holding the child, dodged to the side, and Wen Youyou missed her target, almost crashing into the sofa.
He uttered a cold remark.
"Wen Youyou, you can only look at her, not touch her."
"You haven't fulfilled my conditions yet."
"Auntie!" The little dumpling stretched out her tiny hand in his arms and called out softly.
Wen Youyou stamped her foot anxiously, "Brother Yan, my classmate is going crazy with worry! Please let me take the child back first!"
Yan Jin curled her lips into a smile, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
"So urgent?"
"Why isn't the child's mother here in person?"
Didn't you inform her?
Wen Youyou was suddenly startled.
Was he testing her?
Her eyes reddened, and she forced herself to make up a story: "The child's mother... she... she cried herself unconscious and is lying in the hospital now! I'll take Xin Xin back and give her a surprise!"
"Oh?" Yan Jin raised an eyebrow. "Then let's wait for her to wake up and come here to pick her up in person."
"ah?"
Wen Youyou's eyes widened; she could hardly believe her ears.
"That's someone else's child! What right do you have to hold onto him? I want to take him away right now!"
Yan Jin slowly and deliberately lifted the little person in her arms and said leisurely.
"What's the rush?"
“She likes me a lot, I can help her take care of it for a couple of days.”
"Ah!" Wen Youyou was stunned. How could this person be so self-righteous?
Just then, Yan Jin's phone rang.
He answered the phone; it was Yun Mu.
"Mr. Yan, we've found it. Miss Tang has been looking for a child, a little girl who's a little over three years old. The Nan family is making a huge fuss; they almost locked down the entire Qingcheng to search for her."
Yun Mu paused, then added.
"However, just over ten minutes ago, the Nan family suddenly lifted the ban."
Yan Jin's eyes darkened, and her mind went blank for a moment.
The Nan family lifted the ban most likely because Wen Youyou had already told them that the child was with him.
So, she's been searching for this child?
Shen Xin couldn't stand it anymore and spoke up.
"Why are you getting angry with a little girl? Just give the child back to her. If you really want to see Tang Xiaoya, I'll go with you to break down the Nan family's door."
Yan Jin smiled, but her tone left no room for argument.
"What's the rush? Let the child's mother come and pick her up herself after she's discharged from the hospital."
He glanced at Wen Youyou, but his words were meant for everyone to hear.
"I rescued this child from human traffickers, and I can't let anything else happen to him."
Wen Youyou was stunned. "I'm not a human trafficker!"
Yan Jin said calmly, "You're not the child's mother either."
Wen Youyou: ...
Shen Xin frowned. "Yan Jin, you're acting very strange today. Why are you trying to snatch someone else's child?"
Yan Jin curled her lips and repeated, "I saved her, I didn't steal her."
He glanced at Wen Youyou, whose cheeks were puffed up with anger.
"You should go and persuade Tang Xiaoya to come and meet me."
"I'm going to take the child upstairs to rest."
After saying that, he picked up the child, turned around and left without looking back.
Wen Youyou clenched her little fists in anger.
Shen Xin patted her shoulder, "Why are you so agitated? He already said that if the child's mother comes over, she can take the child back."
"Lead you my foot!"
Wen Youyou cursed, turned around and ran outside, took out her phone and quickly made a call.
Upstairs bedroom.
Yan Jin carefully placed the child on the soft bed.
He turned around and took the photo album again, pulled out a picture of Tang Xiaoya as a teenager, and handed it to the child.
He crouched down, his voice gentler than ever before.
"Xinxin, look, who is this?"
Little Tang blinked her big eyes, stared at the photo for a few seconds, and spoke in a clear and confident voice.
"Mommy!"
"This is Mommy."
Yan Jin's heart pounded violently; she was so excited that her fingertips went numb, and the photo album in her hand fell to the carpet with a "thud"...
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