Yuan Xing and the Little Dumpling got out of the cab and ahead was a magnificent skyscraper. The boy looked surprised and sneaked a look at the girl in question. 'How did she know…?' he wondered. Yuan Xing tugged at his hand and they walked into the building. Naturally, they were gazed at from all directions. Their youthful appearance and casual clothing did not help amongst the mass of plain dark-colored suits.
Yuan Xing did not pay them any attention and confidently walked to the reception. The boy followed her with light steps and was curious to see what she was going to do. "Excuse me," she coughed at the receptionist, who was still in a daze at seeing such a beautiful person, "this Little Dum--I mean, this child is missing from his home. Can you please let the higher-ups know? I'm sure they'd verify his identity for you," she began.
The receptionist confusedly glanced at the young boy and furrowed her brows. "Young miss, I don't have any time for games. Go the police station and don't bother us again, otherwise, I'd have to call security."
Yuan Xing exasperatedly sighed. "Miss…" she glimpsed at her name tag, "…Zhou, frankly speaking, do you think I'd be stupid enough to get in trouble with a huge business, like Song Corporations, and willingly humiliate myself by doing this? Any smart person would be able to tell that I have no intention of causing any harm, as to do so would negatively impact me. Please contact the higher-ups. If you happened to be wrong and people found out you turned away this child, you'd lose more than just your job."
Yuan Xing was confident about the Little Dumpling's identity. His clothes may look simple but were actually custom made from the famous international brand, ML. The only people who'd be able to buy the clothes were the elite of the elite. That, along with the child's intelligence and manners, meant that it had to be one of the top families in Imperial. The Wangs did not have any children in their household according to the information she had received, she certainly didn't see this child with the Yuans. That left the Songs.
With a wary look, Miss Zhou thought of what the girl was saying, and it rang true. If she caused trouble here, she'd be serving herself on a silver platter. Miss Zhou finally decided to call the CFO as he was a close friend of the CEO. Yuan Xing patiently waited until she saw signs of an important male coming from the VIP elevator.
The silent child took one look and ran to him, "Brother Chu!"
Jiang Chu had received a call from a receptionist about a child, so he went down to take a look, expecting it to be a prank. He was stunned when he saw Song Jun running towards him. Everyone stopped to see what was going on. The receptionist had her mouth open.
"JUN?! What are you doing here? My dear baby, were you hurt? Oh my, oh my, oh my, your brother is going to kill me!"
"Pretty sister found me and took me here." Song Jun replied, but when he turned to find her, she had vanished.
"Where's my pretty sister? Where did she go?" Song Jun frowned with displeasure.
Jiang Chu looked bewildered, so Song Jun explained everything for him. "How did she look like?"
Song Jun didn't even need to hesitate before blurting out, "Pretty!" Then he blushed from embarrassment. This made Jiang Chu crack up. Little Jun seemed to really like this girl, which was rare since many fake socialites tried to seduce Song Chen and had intentions to become Madam Song. Jiang Chu was curious as to who this girl was.
It was then that Song Jun realized that he did not even get her name and was saddened by this fact. He thought of his pretty sister's vivid green eyes that looked expressive and honest. Song Jun was an intelligent child and could see that she didn't care for his background. She knew who he was but didn't expect anything back. Other women would have used this to grow closer to big brother, yet she didn't. From a young age, Song Jun was accustomed to seeing women flirting with his Big brother to gain his attention. When he first laid eyes on his pretty sister, there was subtle darkness in them that strangely enough comforted him. Her aura was undeniable as people gave way to her, even in the streets. She had the aura of a 'king'.
'Stupid Jun! How are you going to contact pretty sister now? What if someone steals her away?' At that thought, Song Jun became anxious. 'NO! I have to do something. Pretty sister is better suited for big brother, who could dare hold a candle to him?' Song Jun decided that pretty sister will be his sister-in-law, and for that to happen, first, he must find her. Considering her mixed heritage and appearance, it should be easy to search for her. Song Jun smiled to himself, 'I've always wanted a sister. When pretty sister marries big brother, I'll get to play with her all the time.' Yuan Xing hadn't realized that this fortunate encounter would one day bring her together with a certain someone.