Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Lu Ziyin found his friend who was celebrating his birthday in a booth.

"Why are you alone, Brother Yin? Yu Jin isn't with you? Aren't you two always inseparable?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? A crucian carp is a living being, not a belt that I have to wear all the time." Lu Ziyin said angrily, taking out his phone: "The red envelope has been sent, I won't argue with you anymore, I have something else to do."

"What's the matter? Since you're here, why don't you just play for a while before leaving?"

"I really can't. I brought my child with me. He's waiting for me outside. I'll make it up to you next year."

"Child? Whose child? Brother Yin, are you giving birth now?"

"Get lost! I don't mind giving birth to a rebellious son like you—hey, cut a piece of this cake for my child and use less cream."

"Cut the hair off and take the whole thing. I'll buy another one."

Lu Ziyan walked out holding the whole cake and carefully protecting it.

He didn't know who sent this cake, but it was quite cute and exquisitely made. He thought that little Jingyuan would definitely like it.

After walking out of the bar and crossing the road to the car, Lu Ziyan opened the back seat with one free hand and pushed the cake in.

"Thump, thump, thump—"

"How about it, little Jingyuan, do you like it?"

Lu Ziyan followed with a smile and leaned most of his body in. However, when he saw the empty back seat, Lu Ziyan was stunned. He immediately looked at the front seat, but still nothing.

Lu Ziyin immediately got out of the car and looked around frantically, panic creeping into his heart.

"Jingyuan?"

"Jing Yuan!"

Lu Ziyin's face turned pale with fright. The cake fell to the ground. He looked around and grabbed the security guard at the door of the bar and asked anxiously...

A bustling commercial street,

The Lu Group Building soars into the sky.

In the high-level conference room,

Lu Xixiao, dressed in formal attire, sat at the front row with an imposing manner, listening to a group of key members' summary of the previous quarter.

The physical discomfort made his already expressionless face even colder and harder, and his bloodshot eyes stared at the report in his hand.

Throughout the meeting, he rarely glanced at the employees and didn't say much. But even so, the employees still dared not make a sound. They sat upright and didn't even dare to concentrate, for fear of making any mistakes in their work.

"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"

The phone on the desk suddenly vibrated, and the buzzing sound was particularly clear in the serious atmosphere of the conference room.

Everyone's attention was subconsciously drawn to the black phone, but they quickly looked away after just a glance.

The vibration continued and Lu Xixiao's face looked grim.

He picked up his phone, glanced at the incoming call, and hung up.

The next second, he called again.

Lu Xixiao frowned slightly, and as he picked up the phone, he raised his hand to pause the meeting.

"Fifth, Fifth Uncle, Jing, Jing Yuan is missing..."

Lu Ziyin's voice on the phone was trembling and he almost cried.

Wen Li walked on the street holding the Black General that had just been cleaned at the pet shop, rubbing his palm against the soft belly.

She was completely unaware that behind her, a small figure was trying hard to catch up with her pace and was almost drowned by the crowd.

The little guy almost jogged the whole way, constantly being bumped by the crowd. Pairs of moving legs occupied his sight, and Wen Li's figure in front of him appeared and disappeared from time to time.

He ran panting, but did not dare to stop.

He had already left the bar and didn't even have his cell phone with him. The unfamiliar streets, crowds, and bright lights frightened him.

I can only try my best to chase Wen Li.

As the distance was getting farther and farther and Wen Li was about to turn into the next street, the little girl's tears welled up uncontrollably, and finally she watched Wen Li completely disappear from her sight.

"Woo..."

Just as tears were bursting out, he saw Wen Li, who had disappeared, suddenly took two steps back from the corner of the street and looked at him with his head tilted.

"Lu Jingyuan."

"Wang Wang-"

The little guy immediately ran towards Wen Li regardless of anything.

Wen Li looked at the little guy who ran to him, sweating profusely in his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or sweat.

"Why are you here?"

The little guy pursed his lips, said nothing, and just looked at her.

Wen Li didn't know how hard it was for the little guy to hold back his tears.

"What about your elders?"

The little guy's emotions had not yet calmed down. After hearing Wen Li's words, he turned his head to look in the direction he came from.

But he had long lost the sense of direction.

Wen Li mistakenly thought that his stupid driver was secretly observing from behind with a telescope, so he didn't pay any attention.

"I'm going to eat and don't have time to play with you." Wen Li said.

Unexpectedly, the little guy took two steps forward and grabbed the corner of her clothes tightly, as if he was afraid that she would leave.

"Want to come with me?"

The little guy nodded.

"Let's go."

Wen Li gave Black General to the little guy to hold. After the little guy took it, he lowered his head and rubbed the furry ball. Black General also enthusiastically stretched out his little tongue to lick the little guy's face.

It can be seen that they like each other very much.

The little guy was tired, had short legs, and was holding the dog, so he would still fall behind even if he walked or ran.

After waiting twice, Wen Li simply put his hand on the back of the little guy's head, took him away, and pinched the little guy's soft face.

The adult and the child were getting further and further away from the bar.

At this time, the entrance of the bar was in chaos.

The Lu family arrived quickly, and hundreds of well-trained bodyguards conducted an intensive carpet search in all directions with the bar as the center.

The police also quickly started working.

The in-car surveillance clearly showed that the kid opened the car door and got out of the car by himself. The surveillance at the entrance of the bar only captured the general direction in which the kid left, and the road surveillance was still being retrieved...

The bar is located in the most prosperous commercial district in Beijing, with roads leading in all directions. The flow of people has reached a terrifying level of density, and this time is also the peak time for people to travel.

Even with adequate surveillance, it would be difficult to find a child who is not even as tall as a leg in a crowd in a short period of time.

When Lu Ziyin saw Lu Xixiao getting out of the black Rolls-Royce, his bones softened: "Fifth, Fifth Uncle..."

As Lu Xixiao's tall figure continued to approach, Lu Ziyin trembled uncontrollably, but did not dare to take a step back.

Without a word, Lu Ziyin was kicked to the ground.

Lu Xixiao looked down at Lu Ziyin lying on the ground, his expression more sinister than ever before: "If Jingyuan has something to do, don't go back to the Lu family."

Lu Ziyan held his stomach, unable to speak due to the pain.

In a snack street a few blocks away from the bar, an adult and a child chose a dumpling and wonton shop.

Wen Li took the menu and asked, "Wontons or dumplings? Pork filling or corn and shrimp? Are you allergic to seafood?"

The little guy held up two little fingers to show Wen Li.

"The second one? Dumplings, corn, and shrimp?"

The little guy nodded.

After ordering the food, Wen Li ordered two bottles of soy milk and a bottle of mineral water. She unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and said, "Put your face here."

The little guy didn't understand what was going on, but he just kept moving his face forward.

Wen Li wet the tissue with water, then pinched the little guy's chin and wiped the sticky sweat off his face.

The little guy pursed his lips, embarrassed to look at Wen Li.

After wiping it clean, Wen Li looked around and didn't notice anyone following him along the way.

"Your driver didn't catch up, send him a message."

The little guy shook his head.

"Don't want to send it? Or did you forget to bring your phone?"

The little guy raised two fingers again.

I didn’t bring it.

Wen Li didn't say anything. He took out his mobile phone, found the WeChat account with the note "Old-fashioned", turned on the camera, took a picture of the little guy, and sent it along with the location.

"I sent a message to your grandfather."

Joy appeared in the little guy's eyes.

On the other side, Lu Xixiao, who was looking for someone, breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Wen Li's news, but murderous intent also emerged.