A noble lady in a black robe and high heels rushed up and hugged Zhan Nanqi tightly, her fair face full of tears.

"Nanqi, I finally found you! You almost scared mom and dad to death!"

The lady was Zhan Nanqi's mother Jiang Peirong. Not long after, a man who looked 50% like Zhan Nanqi came panting and hugged the mother and son excitedly.

Among them was Xue Jiayu, who was held by Zhan Nanqi.

"I finally found you! It's Daddy's fault for not protecting you!"

[Hey, hey, hey, I’m suffocating! I can’t breathe…]

Xue Jiayu was in great pain. Oh my God, she wouldn't die so hastily in this life.

Hearing her thoughts, Zhan Nanqi gently pushed his parents away. His expression was the same as before, in stark contrast to the excited Zhan parents.

Zhan Aoxiang was about to ask the driver to pick them up, but when he took out his mobile phone, he saw Xue Jiayu in Zhan Nanqi's arms, and immediately pointed at Xue Jiayu and asked, "Where did this child come from?"

"I don't know about this either. Nan Qi, what's going on?"

Jiang Peirong looked at her son in confusion. Her son, who usually rarely responded, remained silent this time, saying only two words: "I picked it up."

"Pick up? That's ridiculous. How can you just pick up a child!" Zhan Aoxiang was about to snatch Xue Jiayu away, but Xue Jiayu was so scared that she stuck to Zhan Nanqi.

Zhan Nanqi also subconsciously turned sideways and frowned slightly.

"Dad, don't move."

Although he was young, he already had a strong aura. Even Zhan Aoxiang, who had been working in the business world for decades, was stunned. He had no choice but to say that he would go home first and deal with the baby later.

The driver arrived. The Zhan family was wealthy and was driving a very rare Hongqi car.

Xue Jiayu waved her lotus-like arms. The Santana driven by the Xue family was also a top-notch car, but it was slightly inferior to the Hongqi. However, why did the name Zhan Nanqi sound so familiar?

Before she could remember who Zhan Nanqi was, Jiang Peirong suddenly held her son's face and apologized.

"I'm sorry, son. It's your parents' fault for not keeping an eye on you. You got lost. We've been looking for you for a whole day and night. If you don't come back, you'll be gone."

Jiang Peirong spoke with tears in her eyes, which was very emotional. Seeing his wife so moved, Zhan Aoxiang couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

"Son, tell me where you have been during the time you were missing. Your mother and I have not slept a wink. We have been looking for you all over the street, but we can't find you. Where have you been hiding?"

Zhan Nanqi lowered his head slightly and didn't want to speak, but when he saw Jiang Peirong was about to faint from crying, he slowly uttered a few words.

"Just take a walk."

Xue Jiayu widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief.

[You were kidnapped!!! Didn't you tell your parents? Oh my god, what kind of handsome boy is this? I need to reconsider.]

Zhan Nanqi didn't tell his parents that it was a kidnapping because he knew that his parents would dig deep to find the kidnappers after knowing it. There was no need for that, and he didn't want to waste his time on useless things.

After hearing Xue Jiayu's thoughts, he lowered his eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and signaled her to be quiet.

If you want to go back to the Zhan family with him, you must not talk too much.

Xue Jiayu couldn't understand the look in his eyes, but she felt inexplicably frightened and curled up in his arms like a good child.

Sleepiness swept over her, and Xue Jiayu fell asleep in less than two seconds.

"Are you tired? How about mommy hold the baby for you?" Jiang Peirong was about to take the baby, but Zhan Nanqi moved aside to avoid her.

"Need not."

Jiang Peirong exchanged a look with her husband in surprise. After becoming autistic, Zhan Nanqi had never expressed his emotions so directly. No matter whether he was happy or sad, liked or hated, he always looked indifferent and unconcerned, which made them very worried.

Unexpectedly, he just expressed his resistance and unwillingness so directly.

So amazing!

When Xue Jiayu woke up, she was already in a big, warm and cozy house. She stretched and felt that the layout here was very familiar.

But before she could think about it, a beautiful face suddenly enlarged in front of her.

"Son, come quickly, she's awake."

Jiang Peirong asked Zhan Nanqi to look after the child while she went to prepare the milk powder.

Zhan Nanqi was already past the age of drinking milk, so this can of milk powder was what he had just asked the driver to buy. It was specially selected imported milk powder.

As soon as he approached, Xue Jiayu grabbed the zipper on his chest, pursed her lips, and looked at him a little aggrieved.

[I was so scared just now, I thought the handsome boy had abandoned me. ]

That's what I was worried about.

A hint of emotion flashed in Zhan Nanqi's eyes. He did not let go of her hand, but let her hold it.

"Nanqi, the milk is ready. Mommy, can you feed her?"

Jiang Peirong was just making a suggestion, but Zhan Nanqi directly took the bottle and put it to Xue Jiayu's mouth.

The cute little white dumpling politely opened its mouth and drank with big gulps.

Jiang Peirong once again felt amazed at how kind her son was to the baby.

Zhan Aoxiang came out of the study. The Zhan family had used a lot of connections to get Zhan Nanqi back, and they had to respond one by one. As soon as he came to the living room, he saw Zhan Nanqi feeding the baby, and casually said, "Send the child to the police station tomorrow. We can't keep him forever."

Although the Zhan family's financial resources are more than enough to raise a thousand babies, Zhan Aoxiang cannot trust such a child of unknown origin. It is better to send him away as soon as possible, otherwise it seems that something bad will happen.

Jiang Peirong was about to nod, but when she saw Zhan Nanqi suddenly look up, she changed her words and said, "Let Nanqi decide whether to send him to the police station."

Xue Jiayu blinked, not knowing where to go. She just hoped that Zhan Nanqi would not abandon her.

"No need to call the police, she is the daughter of the Xue family."

Zhan Aoxiang's eyes widened. "The Xue family? The Xue family that runs a clothing factory? Son, how did you know?"

This was also what Xue Jiayu was curious about. She opened her eyes wide and looked at Zhan Nanqi, ready to listen to his explanation.

"I've seen Mrs. Xue taking her to the community to bask in the sun."

[What? The handsome boy and I are neighbors?!]

[This is too magical, I want to be quiet]

Xue Jiayu was so engrossed in her thoughts that her saliva was flowing out. Zhan Nanqi expressionlessly took a tissue to wipe it for her and told his father to contact Xue Wangjun.

"Okay, okay." Zhan Aoxiang felt strange when he was sitting by the phone. Who is the father and who is the son?

However, despite the strangeness, Zhan Aoxiang still called the Xue family, but the Xue family didn't answer. So he called the Xue Garment Factory again, and after several rounds of calls, he finally contacted Xue Wangjun.

"Mr. Xue? I'm your neighbor. Your daughter is at our house. When is it convenient for you to come and pick her up?"

Xue Wangjun was just trying to find his daughter. Hearing this, he immediately said excitedly, "Give me the address and I'll come right over!"

When they gave the address, Zhan Nanqi put Xue Jiayu on the sofa and he got up and left.

I had only taken two steps when I suddenly heard loud crying behind me.