Huanyu Tower.
A black Maybach came to a steady stop. A bodyguard in black opened the back seat door, and a cold and noble man got out of the car.
This man was Lou Junchen, the third master of the Lou family, the top wealthy family in Yanjing.
The handsome man was expressionless, and his aura was cold and distant. Everyone present broke out in cold sweat, and the atmosphere became tenser.
Just as Lou Junchen was about to walk in…
"Daddy!"
A childish voice came from behind. Everyone turned to look at the source of the voice in shock.
It was a little boy wearing yellow overalls and a sun hat. He had a cute little water bottle hanging on his chest, as well as a cute platypus backpack on his back. He was about four or five years old and looked like a fair munchkin, extremely adorable.
"Daddy, I've finally found you!"
The munchkin ran with his short legs and pounced on Lou Junchen. He hugged his long legs with his chubby little hands.
Lou Junchen's handsome face was frighteningly cold. 'Where did this little br*t come from?'
The managing director was so scared that he was about to faint. With such a big oversight in his work, there was a high chance that he would have to pack up and leave. He quickly went to pull the munchkin. "Kiddo, don't shout. Quickly leave with uncle."
Glancing at the managing director's white hair, the munchkin's big eyes flickered. "You're shameless. Given your age, you can almost be my grandfather."
The managing director saw that the CEO's face was getting darker. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead. "Grandfather is fine too. Quickly follow me."
At this time, the munchkin hugged Lou Junchen's legs tightly and raised his fair and tender little face. His tone was mournful as he asked, "Daddy, do you not want me anymore?"
The staffs of Huanyu Tower were very curious about who this munchkin was, but they did not have the courage to gossip about the CEO, especially after seeing the CEO's gloomy face.
Lou Junchen moved his legs and said in a cold voice, "Take him to my office."
Lin Yi, the bodyguard standing at the side, quickly picked up the munchkin, who was hugging Lou Junchen's legs tightly and crying loudly. He walked into the building in a hurry.
Many of the senior executives carefully communicated with each other with their eyes. 'When did their CEO have a son?'
'I don't know. Didn't they say that their CEO has no interest in women?'
'The CEO did something big in silence!'
300 kilometers away in Liao City, in Liaoxi Village.
In the courtyard of a quiet farmhouse, Song Wei was doing an experiment. Some light blue liquid continuously reacted in the test tube, bubbling away. Not long after, white smoke came out from the test tube.
Song Wei let out a sigh of relief.
When the women in the village outside the courtyard saw that smoke was rising from the house again, they all ran away with lingering fear.
"Is that strange woman going to blow up the house again?"
"It's so scary. She does strange things every day like an ancient witch."
"Do you think she's an evil spirit? She's so beautiful, she stays at home all day making things to scare people, and she doesn't talk to us. Besides, that son of hers is only five years old but already knows how to surf the internet. He's better at using the computer than us."
In the courtyard, Song Wei sent the experimental data overseas. Finally, she recorded a voice message. "This is the last time. Don't come to me for help anymore in the future."
Her disciple, Qin Xiao, looked at her with a face full of admiration. "Master, where's Lil' Jiu?"
Song Wei took off her goggles and said indifferently, "He said he went to look for his dad."
Qin Xiao was cleaning up the experimental tools on the table when he heard that. The test tube in his hand fell to the ground. "His dad? Does he know who his dad is?"
Song Wei pressed her sore neck. "I don't even know who his dad is, but he said that he found out and that I don't care about him, so he wants to seek justice from his dad."
Qin Xiao asked carefully, "Master, do you really not know who Lil' Jiu's dad is?"
Song Wei glanced at him coldly and questioned unhappily, "Why? Do you think I'm lying?"
Qin Xiao shook his head like a rattle-drum. "No, no. I'm just curious where Lil' Jiu will go to find his dad."
"He said he's going to Yanjing."
"Alone?"
"Yes."
Song Wei washed the experimental apparatus that she had just used and nodded nonchalantly.
"He's only five years old. Aren't you afraid that someone will kidnap him if he goes out alone?"
Song Wei looked up at Qin Xiao. Qin Xiao had followed his master for more than a year, but he still could not resist his master's charming peach blossom eyes.
"He's Song Xiaoyu. I should be thankful if he doesn't kidnap and sell someone. Who can kidnap him?"
Qin Xiao chuckled. "You're right. Lil' Jiu is very smart."
In the CEO's office on the top floor of Huanyu Group, Song Xiaoyu was sitting alone on a large and soft couch. The office had a great river view. He took off his shoes and stepped on the couch barefooted. As he stuck his head out and looked outside, he exclaimed, "Daddy, you're so rich. As expected of my daddy!"
The veins on Lou Junchen's forehead bulged. "Lin Yi, I'll give you ten minutes to find out where this child came from!"