The little star from the Gobi Desert, handed over to the state, is hailed as a national treasure.

After eating two big bananas, her sweet little tummy was round and full. She patted her belly contentedly, let out a small burp, and laughed at herself.

But as she laughed, her eyelids started to droop. The day had been far too long—from searching for stones in the mountains during the day, to encountering bad guys at night, to falling off a cliff and being rescued by Grandpa Monkey… Sweetie's little head was already spinning.

She rubbed her eyes and yawned widely.

"Grandpa Monkey, Sweetie is so sleepy... Is there anywhere I can sleep?"

As if he had planned this all along, the old monkey took her hand and pointed to the side.

Not far away, on the trunk of a towering ancient tree, there is a naturally formed tree hole.

The entrance to the cave wasn't large, just big enough for a half-grown child to crawl through. The edges of the entrance had been worn smooth by time, with several long green ribbons hanging down. From a distance, it looked like a cute little house where children could play.

Without waiting for instructions, several little monkeys darted out. A short while later, they returned carrying large bundles of dry hay, which they spread thickly and softly into the tree hollow. One particularly clever little monkey even knew to use its paws to flatten the hay, making it neat and tidy.

They look like they're building a little bed for a little girl to sleep in.

"Squeak—" The old monkey pointed to the tree hole, gesturing for Sweetie to crawl inside.

Sweetie nodded and obediently climbed into the tree hole.

Wow!

The tree hollow was larger than she had imagined. There was still space around it, and the hay was thickly laid out, making it dry, warm, and with a comforting grassy scent.

She rolled her little body onto the hay and exclaimed happily, "This little bed is so soft! Sweetie loves it!"

A half-grown monkey dragged a large leaf across the ground. It was round and big, wider than Sweetie's body, like a small green blanket.

It gently covered Sweetie with the leaves, then turned around and squeaked a few times at the old monkey.

That expression, that look in his eyes, was clearly asking: Am I doing the right thing?

The old monkey nodded sternly, indicating its great satisfaction.

The praised little monkey jumped for joy, did two somersaults on the ground, and then happily ran away.

The old monkey called out to the troop a few more times. Immediately, two large monkeys jumped out and squatted on either side of the tree hole. They puffed out their little chests, stared with wide eyes, and looked serious, like sentries standing guard for the little girl.

The old monkey climbed onto a nearby rock, tucked its paws in front of its body, and slowly closed its eyes.

In this way, Sweetie can finally get a good night's sleep.

"Thank you, Grandpa Monkey! And all the little monkeys!" Sweetie stretched out her little hand from under the leaf blanket and waved it outside.

The night breeze rustled through the treetops, its soft whisper a response that replaced the monkeys' reply.

Sweetie pulled her little hands back under the leaf blanket and closed her eyes happily.

My eyelids are getting heavier and heavier...

What she didn't know was—

The atmosphere atop the cliff was incredibly oppressive and filled with despair.

Unbeknownst to her, the atmosphere atop the cliff remained oppressive and filled with despair.

Liang Zhe was half-supported and half-dragged away from the edge of Broken Soul Cliff by Feng Dapao and several miners. His steps were unsteady, as if all his strength had been completely drained, and he was like a lost soul.

He stared blankly back at the bottom of the cliff. The resolute decision he had made just now had been pulled back by Qin Yan's words, but the heart-wrenching pain had not lessened in the slightest. Instead, it clung to him like vines, making it hard for him to breathe.

"Dr. Liang, let's take Xiaoyu back for treatment first. Once the child wakes up, everything will be clear." Qin Yan held the still unconscious Xiaoyu, her voice filled with urgency. She couldn't imagine what would have happened if everyone had arrived any later, and Xiaoyu might have also fallen victim to the murderer.

At this moment, the wound on the child's forehead was still bleeding, and if it was delayed any longer, it might lead to infection.

Feng Dapao supported Liang Zhe as they walked down the mountain, his voice hoarse as he comforted him: "Don't worry, I've already sent someone back to the mine to get long ropes and searchlights, and I've also called a few skilled brothers. As soon as it's light, we'll search down the cliff face. We'll find her alive or dead! As long as Tiantian is alive, we'll definitely find her!"

He spoke with conviction, but deep down he was uncertain. The Broken Soul Cliff was a treacherous place, rarely visited by anyone, with a bottomless abyss below. Let alone a four-year-old child, even a strong adult would have little chance of survival if he fell in.

But he dared not say it outright, and could only grit his teeth and give Liang Zhe hope. If even this little bit of hope were extinguished, Liang Zhe would probably really go completely insane.

Liang Zhe remained silent.

He clenched his fists tightly, his whole body trembling slightly.

His mind kept replaying her sweet smiling face, the image of her calling him "Daddy"...

He doesn't believe it!

I can't believe my daughter is gone!

That soft and sweet little girl must still be alive, and she must be waiting for him somewhere!

"The mushroom incident was not an accident." Liang Zhe suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice, his voice low and filled with suppressed anger.

"Someone deliberately poisoned me."

Feng Dapao paused, his expression showing some emotion.

The despair in Liang Zhe's eyes gradually faded, replaced by a sharp edge and a deep-seated hatred.

"Why did Tian Tian fall off the cliff? Who did she encounter?" he said, emphasizing each word. "The child didn't fall by accident. Who did it? Why did they push Tian Tian?"

He had been so worried about his daughter that he was finally able to sort things out once he calmed down.

"It must be because Tian Tian knows him. He must know me too." Liang Zhe's voice grew colder and colder. "This person is in the mine. He's been hiding for a long time, worried that his identity will be exposed, so he's killing people to silence them."

Feng Dapao's expression changed.

Liang Zhe continued speaking, as if he were peeling away the tangled mess of thoughts in his mind one by one.

"The timing is too coincidental. Just when Tian Tian found the rich mine, the miners were all poisoned. And just when Tian Tian and Xiao Yu went up the mountain to play, both children had an accident at the same time."

"What did the children discover? What secrets does this hidden person hold? Is he trying to paralyze the entire mining area and prevent us from successfully commencing mining operations?"

He stared at Feng Dapao, his eyes red-rimmed. But that redness was no longer from tears, but from blood.

What conspiracies and secrets lie hidden behind all these events?

A chill ran down Feng Dapao's spine.

He had only thought the matter was strange before. But after Liang Zhe said that, all the fragmented doubts suddenly connected into a line—a line leading to the depths of darkness.

"This is no coincidence at all." Liang Zhe gritted his teeth, squeezing out each word clearly, "It's a meticulously planned trap!"

"You're right!" Feng Dapao said coldly. "I also feel that something is wrong. The most urgent thing is to thoroughly investigate the mine personnel. Those who are not on duty tonight or whose whereabouts are unknown must be questioned one by one. In addition, we should also send people to guard the entrances in the mountains. If there really is a murderer, we must not let him get away!" But as soon as he said this, he stomped his foot in anger.

We don't have enough manpower.

The timing of the attack was perfect. There were already few people in the mine who hadn't been poisoned, and the attacker took advantage of the chaos and manpower shortage in the mining area to strike. It was as if he had calculated the perfect timing, location, and people.

Finding the culprit and rescuing the child under such circumstances is no easy task.

The group hurried towards the mining area. The night grew darker, and the wind in the mountains was colder, feeling like knives on their faces.

Liang Zhe glanced back at the direction of Broken Soul Cliff.

Under the moonlight, the dark cliff face resembled a scar across his heart.

He has to hold on!

The truth must be found out!

We must find his sweetheart!

Even if it means traversing ten thousand mountains, even if it means risking my life—

He will never give up!

Meanwhile, in that warm, secluded haven at the bottom of the cliff, Sweetie had already fallen into a deep sleep in her comfortable treehouse.

Moonlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on her serene face. Her lips were slightly pursed, as if she were dreaming of her father, and she murmured softly, with a hint of apology:

"Sweetie was wrong... Daddy, don't be angry... Come find Sweetie quickly..."