Shanghai, on the bustling central commercial street.
Skyscrapers stand in rows, and shopping malls flash with colorful neon lights.
It was not long after New Year's Eve, and lights and decorations were still on everywhere, bringing some joy and warmth to this cold steel city.
Office workers who returned to work early were walking hurriedly on the streets, and most shops had reopened.
In front of a cake shop, a little girl in a red jacket was sticking to the glass window, staring at the exquisite cakes.
Xiaoli, a shop assistant, had just wrapped a cake for a customer when she turned around and saw a little fairy boy with red lips and white teeth outside the window. The greedy look of the little boy made her laugh.
But after observing for a while, I found that there was no adult around the child, and he was squatting alone outside the door.
She couldn't help but feel a little worried, so she hurried out to ask during her free time.
"Little boy, why are you alone? Where are your parents?"
"What are mom and dad?"
"They are your parents."
The little baby, who was about three or four years old, looked confused, which made Xiaoli feel pity.
I secretly complained in my heart that these parents were so irresponsible. They didn't even take good care of such a young child and let him wander the streets.
Although it is already February, the wind is still biting and the temperature is extremely low. Even adults can't stand it, let alone such a small child.
When Ying Zhao heard the word "parents", he could no longer suppress the panic and fear in his heart.
He raised his little face and burst into tears. The tears in the corners of his eyes had not yet dried, and big, crystal tears flowed out again.
"Wuwaa——Zhao Zhao wants his mother! Wuwaa...Zhao Zhao wants his father! Wuwaa——"
"Zhao Zhao will be good... wuwuwu... Father and Mother, where are you? Don't abandon Zhao Zhao... wuwuwu..."
"Hey, don't cry, don't cry! Be good, sister will help you find your parents right away..."
The little guy cried heart-wrenchingly, his fair face flushed red, tears fell like beads from a broken string, and his tender little voice was full of sadness and despair.
Xiaoli's heart was broken, and she didn't care about the strange looks from the people around her. She quickly picked up the baby and patted his back clumsily, while constantly comforting him.
Half an hour later, in the police station.
"Ms. He, are you saying... you picked up this child on the street?"
"Yes, yes...Officer, I'm not a human trafficker!"
"Hahaha... Don't be nervous, little girl. It's just a routine inquiry. Do you have any other information about this child?"
"No, I found him outside the store half an hour ago."
"Okay, thank you Miss He for your cooperation. I will notify you later if there is any news."
After completing the record, He Li reluctantly said goodbye to Ying Zhao.
There was no one available in the store, so the boss only gave her one hour off. She originally wanted to stay with her child and wait for his parents to pick him up.
Ying Zhao had a great impression of this kind sister, and he waved goodbye to her obediently.
Then he sat down on the chair dejectedly, his big red eyes swollen from crying, looking extremely pitiful.
The female police officer standing by showed a look of heartache. She squatted down to his eye level, touched his head, and communicated with him in a gentle voice.
"What's your name, little one?"
"Ying Zhao."
"Then does little Zhao Zhao know where his home is?"
"Home? Hmm... In a huge palace with lots of flowery gardens..."
The police officers all stared at the chattering little man.
Although some of the words used are rather strange, we can infer that the child's family is very well-off, and the material of the clothes he is wearing looks very good.
The female police officer was not discouraged when she couldn't get the home address.
After all, it is extremely rare for a three-year-old child to speak clearly. After listening patiently, she changed the subject.
"Does Zhao Zhao know what her mother's name is?"
"Um...my mother's name is Chu Yuening."
"What does Mom look like?"
"Floating wine! Floating wine like a fairy in the sky~"
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"Hmm...what's Zhao Zhao's father's name?"
"Ying Zheng~Father is so awesome! Many people listen to him, including Zhao Zhao..."
"Ying Zheng?!!"
There were simultaneous exclamations in the police station.
Although the name Chu Yuening is not common, there are probably hundreds of people with the same name across the country, and it is difficult to confirm without specific identity information.
However, the surname Ying is extremely rare, also known as Zheng...
The first person they thought of was Ying Zheng, the Shanghai financial tycoon, the largest shareholder of Ying Group and the chief executive officer.
But after being shocked, everyone couldn't help but have some doubts. Who in the Shanghai Stock Exchange doesn't know how clean this president who often appears in financial news is?
There is not even a trace of gossip about him. He is either at work or on his way to work 365 days a year.
Besides, even if there is an illegitimate child in secret, with the background of a wealthy family, they would not let the bloodline be lost, right?
Just as everyone was in confusion, another young female police officer quickly opened her cell phone, found a photo of Ying's president, and shouted excitedly.
"Look! They look alike!"
"Oh my god, it's true! The eyes are exactly the same..."
"...Aren't they cut from the same mold?"
"Zhao Zhao, look quickly! Is this your father?"
The man in the photo is wearing a black suit, with sharp sword-like eyebrows slanting into his temples, a pair of delicate phoenix eyes slightly closed, a high nose bridge, and facial lines that are as cold as a sculpture.
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