The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Teacher Wen never expected that someone would commit such a heinous act in public!

She was careless, thinking that with surveillance cameras and security in the park, no one would try to snatch her child in front of so many people.

But the reality was that after that despicable woman choked her, she forcibly carried Su Die away.

"Help! Someone's trying to snatch a child! Help! Call the police, I need to call the police!" Teacher Wen found her phone on the ground and dialed a number.

At her loud shouting, the security personnel quickly sprang into action. All the children who hadn't left were gathered together in one place by the other teachers and kept under guard. The gate was tightly closed, and no one was allowed to enter or leave unless the police arrived.

"Teacher Wen, where's Little Butterfly?" Sensing something was wrong, Little Lemon ran over, her usually serious face showing a rare hint of anxiety.

He wanted to walk home from school with Little Butterfly, so he didn't have the driver pick him up. Little Butterfly had just been called out by the teacher, and then another teacher rushed in and gathered them together; something must have happened.

"Little Butterfly has been kidnapped by bad people." Ignoring her aching neck, Teacher Wen picked up Little Lemon and handed him to the teacher behind her. "Don't run around. Teacher will go find Little Butterfly."

Little Lemon struggled, "Let me go! I want to go too!" But with his small arms and legs, he was no match for the adults and was quickly carried into the classroom.

inside the car.

The cup of milk tea was still safely held in Little Butterfly's hands. She sipped it with gusto, her legs swinging back and forth on the seat, completely oblivious to any danger.

The man was driving, and the woman sat next to him. Seeing her carefree expression, she couldn't help but scoff, "Kids are just kids, they don't know what fear is."

"But the problem is, you guys aren't scary either," the little butterfly said, raising an adorable face.

When a child said they weren't scary, both the man and the woman burst into laughter.

"Kid, we'll teach you a lesson later, how to be afraid." The woman's smile was strange.

"Oh."

The little butterfly was not affected by them at all.

Seeing that the milk tea was all gone, the cup was empty except for two ice cubes rattling inside, she looked up and asked, "Do you have a trash bag?"

The woman said impatiently, "Throw it outside the car."

The little butterfly scolded her, "Our teacher said that everyone should protect public hygiene. Haven't you even learned that?"

"Your mother's hygiene is terrible!" the woman snapped, snatching the empty milk tea cup from Little Butterfly's hand and throwing it out the car window.

"You're so bad at not being hygienic," Little Butterfly said righteously, crossing her arms.

With a "smack," the woman couldn't help but reach out and slap her on the head.

"You hit me?" Little Butterfly was furious. Even her host had never hit her on the head, how dare this wicked woman!

"I'll hit you whenever I want, do I need to give you a heads-up beforehand?"

"Just you wait! My sister is very powerful. You'll be eating dust in your grave soon!"

"Shut up, you little brat!"

The woman simply tied the little butterfly up and sealed its mouth with tape.

Little Lemon buried her head on the table, feeling extremely anxious.

Thinking of asking my family for help, I got up to look for my schoolbag in the back cabinet. My smartwatch had been taken off during lunch break and was in my schoolbag.

He searched through the layers and finally found a small black box.

This was originally intended as a gift for Little Butterfly.

Little Lemon opened the box and saw a small, round, dark red bead covered with a dazzling halo, which was quite eerie.

Just as I was about to close it, it suddenly bounced and jumped from the box onto the cabinet.

"Wait!" Little Lemon grabbed her phone watch while chasing after the little beads.

But this little thing was like a living creature, very mischievous. Just as Little Lemon's hand was about to touch it, it bounced away.

"Young Master, I've come to take you home." Uncle Tang, dressed in a suit and tie, walked over.

"Uncle Tang, you've come at the right time! Please help me find the little butterfly." Little Lemon didn't care about Little Round Bead anymore and grabbed Uncle Tang's hand to walk outside.

"Young master, slow down, my old bones aren't very nimble."

"Then have someone bring the car over first."

Uncle Tang wanted to take Little Lemon away, but he couldn't persuade her otherwise. After getting in the car, Uncle Tang asked Little Lemon where she was going.

Little Lemon wasn't really sure either. He only knew that there were two exits from the kindergarten: a national highway and a side road without traffic lights.

He figured the person who took the little butterfly wouldn't dare go onto the main road, which was full of surveillance cameras, so he told Uncle Tang to drive onto a side road.

He had only driven halfway when he saw a small, bouncy object in the distance. Wasn't that the little bead that had just popped out? He had originally planned to give it up and find another gem to give to the little butterfly later.

I don't know why, but I always feel like there's something special about this little bead.

So he commanded Uncle Tang: "Follow this bead."

Su Ran received a call from her kindergarten teacher just as she was about to remove her makeup after filming.

Upon learning that Little Butterfly had been captured, she felt a moment of panic, but quickly regained her composure.

She turned on the electrocardiogram sensor.

[Bad woman! She actually hit me! Waaaaah, even the host never hit my head, the host only spanked my butt, waaaaah—]

The little butterfly got hit?!

Su Ran quickly stood up, which almost caused Xiao Ye, who was removing her makeup, to smear the makeup remover on her chest.

The goddess has such big breasts, and they look so soft.

The thought flashed through her mind, and Xiao Ye secretly slapped herself.

I told you not to let your mind wander, I told you not to be lewd. Focus on your work and stop thinking about these crooked ways.

Seeing Su Ran's solemn expression, Xiao Ye asked curiously:

"Teacher Guiyin, what's wrong?"

Su Ran sat down again, took a breath, and began to pack her things.

"Something urgent has come up at home. You don't need to help me remove my makeup. I'll go now."

"But you haven't removed your makeup yet."

Su Ran ripped off the tape and skin wax stuck to her face with her bare hands, ignoring the dark foundation. She put on a trench coat and hat, looking every bit the cool, dark-skinned girl. Pushing open the dressing room door, she ran into Director Pang and his entourage waiting outside.

Director Pang wanted to see what Guiyin looked like after removing her makeup, so he sat outside and waited expectantly. He saw a beautiful woman walk out, wearing the same clothes that Guiyin had worn when she first arrived, only her skin tone was a bit darker.

"Why do I feel like I've seen that ghostly voice's features somewhere before?" Director Pang stroked his chin.

Seeing that Su Ran was about to walk out the door, Director Pang chased after her.

"You left without saying goodbye?"

"Goodbye." Su Ran waved to him, which could be considered a farewell.

Director Pang: "..." This girl has absolutely no sense of human relationships.

“Ghost Sound, I know what you’re up to. I’ll drive you.” Zhong Jue ran over from another direction.

He already knew about Little Butterfly's situation, and he paid close attention to the people around Su Ran, especially since Little Butterfly's incident happened in Kyoto.

Li Yu was stunned by Su Ran, a dark-skinned beauty who had only partially removed her makeup. Before she could recover and knew what had happened, she saw Zhong Jue about to take her job away from her, so she hurriedly spoke up to stop him.

"Brother Zhong, I'm still here."

Zhong Jue turned to her and said, "You're off work."

Li Yu: "Huh?"