Mrs. Fu, please be mindful of the appropriate boundaries.

The man nodded, picked up the child, and got out of the car.

Wen Fei didn't know what Fu Hongxin wanted to do with the child, but for her, that wasn't important. What mattered was why she was living such a changed life while Xu Qingcheng and Fu Jingting were living happily ever after.

Fu Hongxin's ultimate goal may not be the same as hers, but if it can make them unhappy in the end, Wen Fei can do as Fu Hongxin says.

She couldn't wait to see Xu Qingcheng's expression right now.

Wen Fei smiled slightly, took one last look in the direction the man had left, and then told the driver to drive away.

By reviewing the surveillance footage at each checkpoint, Duan Heng's team was the first to spot the child, and nearby vehicles immediately rushed over.

Fu Jingting also drove over there.

The road was blocked by traffic and a crowd had gathered. Fu Jingting stopped his car, but before he could even get out to see what was going on, someone recognized his car and came over to report.

"Young Master Fu, something unexpected has happened."

Fu Jingting pursed his lips and asked directly, "What accident?"

"We caught up with the person who took the child, but he was hit by a construction vehicle while trying to escape."

The man's eyes suddenly sharpened, and his voice was hoarse, "Where's the child?"

"I didn't see the child, I don't know where he's hiding, but... this person was seriously injured, he's already dead."

The sound of the ambulance grew louder as it approached and then faded away, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

"Search this area with all available resources."

Over the course of an hour, the search area gradually expanded, and the police also joined in, but there was still no trace of the child.

News also came from the hospital that he had died despite all efforts to save him.

Duan Heng walked towards the man standing by the roadside. "Young Master Fu, we found nothing."

All the information we received suddenly went offline. In the area covered by the video, we could see the man holding a child, but we couldn't see where he put the child down. During the chase, he wasn't holding the child.

Fu Jingting's face darkened. "Search again."

Duan Heng couldn't bear to say that he had already done it several times, so he nodded and asked someone to search again.

However, nothing was gained.

When Xu Qingcheng heard the news, she was devastated. The person holding the child had suddenly died, and the child was missing.

The only clue was that a woman whose back resembled hers appeared in the pediatric ward.

Although there is no evidence that she directly took the child away, it makes one wonder who she is and why she happened to be at the hospital.

"Who is that person? Who is it?"

Xu Qingcheng asked as if she were possessed, her fingers interlocked, and Fu Jingting saw the marks she had left on his hands.

He reached out and pulled her hand away, slipping his own hand inside to hold hers. His voice was low and hoarse, "Don't hurt yourself, Qingcheng. I will find Qinghan. I definitely will."

He didn't sleep all night. As time passed, all the clues were investigated, but to no avail. Hope was gradually fading away.

Xu Qingcheng's eyes were bloodshot and filled with tears. At this moment, no words could comfort her parents.

"Who is it? What is their purpose?" Xu Qingcheng choked up, her hand trembling as she gripped his tightly, filled with hatred. She wished she could tear the people who snatched the child to pieces; how could they harm a child?

"What have they done? Come at me! Why did they have to hurt the child? Why?" Xu Qingcheng couldn't hold back her tears; her whole body was trembling. "I won't let them get away with this! I won't let them get away with this!"

Her out-of-control fingers dug into his arm, the pain grinding into his bones inch by inch. Fu Jingting reached out and pulled her into his arms, without saying a word.

At times like this, one should hope that the other party will kidnap the child, that they will have something to ask for, that they will contact them, and that the child will be treated kindly. They are willing to compromise on any condition.

The whole day was chaotic and frantic, and the entire Fu family was in turmoil.

Fu Pingxiu arrived a little late. Fu Jingting was standing there alone, while Xu Qingyao took Xu Yuan away.

"Where is Qingcheng?" Fu Pingxiu asked him.

"She just fell asleep. She hasn't closed her eyes since the child's accident." Fu Jingting lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and waited for Fu Pingxiu to speak without asking any further questions.

"Do you know these two people?" Fu Pingxiu took two photos from Zhou Qian and handed them to him.

Fu Jingting glanced at it, his brows furrowing. "A few months ago, they were the ones who crashed into our car. They were Wei Jingwu's men. I had the cook find someone to take care of it."

Don't expect him to show mercy. Fu Jingting isn't a bodhisattva. If you hurt him, don't expect him to be compassionate.

"The person who died today was related to them." Fu Pingxiu pursed his lips. "Fu Hongxin is cooperating with Wei Jingwu. One thing is certain: these people won't openly fight you. Moreover, the conflict between Shi Nan and Wei Jingwu already had deep roots. You interfered, allowing Yu Shi Nan to destroy Wei Jingwu's control over logistics."

Some things don't need to be said too clearly; the underlying interests are the most direct.

Fu Jingting clenched his teeth, the man looking down at the pinch marks on his hand that Qingcheng had unintentionally made. His expression was cold. Fu Hongxin was hiding behind Wei Jingwu's protective umbrella, using underhanded tactics, and he was quite adept at it.

"Have you found out anything about that woman?"

"I don't know who it is, but it's one of Fu Hongxin's people," Zhou Qian said. "That woman... is a pawn he used to win over his protectors. He already had a vast network of connections in this area, and this time he's trying to make a comeback. With the help of Han Tang Tian Yuan, he also has a lot of evidence against high-ranking officials."

Zhou Qian glanced at Fu Jingting and said, "Second Young Master, you need to be careful. Fu Hongxin has been in jail for several years. You ruined his Golden Domain Charm. Judging from his actions after his release, it's clear that he's determined to fight to the death."

There is no room for easing tensions.

Fu Jingting's expression was cold. He remained silent, knowing from the last time Fu Hongxin tried to kill him that there was no way he would back down.

Fu Pingxiu looked up at him. "I've already arranged for someone to contact Fu Hongxin. No matter what, we must save the child first."

Fu Jingting's fingers, hanging by his side, curled slightly, the tips digging deep into his flesh. "He's been a coward all this time, but now that things have come to this, he won't let it go. He's coming after me. Brother, tell him to bring the child back, and I'll back down. Even if it means sacrificing everything, I won't let him see the sun tomorrow."

Fu Pingxiu lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

Every day in Ancheng, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, seemingly ordinary and unchanging. However, Fu Pinxiu and Fu Jingting have been laying the net behind the scenes, but they have been stuck at this step.

……

The servants came in to report that Fu Pingxiu had sent someone to convey a message that he wanted to meet and talk.

Fu Hongxin sneered. He took the cigar Wen Fei had lit for him, took a puff, and slowly exhaled. A smug smile crept across the man's lips. "Too late."

He chuckled and pinched Wen Fei's chin. "Don't you think so?"

Wen Fei chuckled, "Yes."

The portrait captured five or six parts of Xu Qingcheng's face, making her alluring, beautiful, and captivating.

Fu Hongxin squinted at her, reached out and pinched her hand, recalling their first meeting at the old man's house, when she framed him.

The man clicked his tongue, then suddenly leaned down and kissed Wen Fei's lips. The man's kiss was fierce and deep, and the woman hummed in response.

Fu Hongxin suddenly grabbed Wen Fei by the neck, squeezing so hard that Wen Fei struggled and her face turned bright red as her breathing was restricted.

Fu Hongxin narrowed his eyes, his voice hoarse, "Don't make a sound."

Wen Fei nodded vigorously, and only then did Fu Hongxin release his grip.

The people around him were waved away, and Fu Hongxin reached out and ripped off Wen Fei's clothes, revealing obvious signs of abuse on her body.

Fu Hongxin looked at him and chuckled, "Enjoying it? Director Liu really likes your type."

Wen Fei covered herself with her hands, her face expressionless, but her words were laced with sarcasm, "It seems men all like Xu Qingcheng's face. Old and young, without exception. But I wonder what she would think if she knew that her face had dragged the head of the Public Security Bureau down with her, cutting off all her leads in finding her son?"

Fu Hongxin laughed heartily, gently touching Wen Fei's face with his fingers, "I wasn't wrong about you."

Wen Fei smiled, her gaze fixed on Fu Hongxin. She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. "That man died at just the right time. Now Fu Jingting can't find him anywhere. It's only now that things have come to this, and I really haven't seen him back down. I can't wait to see what their expressions are like."

Fu Hongxin smiled as he watched the woman in front of him writhe against him and reach out to remove his clothes.

This woman was reserved the first time. But after being drugged a few times and sleeping with several men, she became more and more skilled.

He wasn't interested in Wen Fei; he had no shortage of beautiful women. But this face haunted his dreams. Fu Hongxin threw her onto the sofa, grabbed her neck, and his eyes flashed with madness. "How did Fu Jingting sleep with you?"

Wen Fei smiled and wrapped her legs around his waist. "Is that so?"

A brutal...

Wen Fei got up and went into the shower room, her injuries getting worse.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her gaze turning cold. Fu Hongxin had used all sorts of methods to control someone.

Initially, he told her he would give her a new identity. Her heart fluttered with excitement and longing, thinking she could start her life anew.

But what awaited her was another hell.

Wen Fei's lips curled slightly as she took a shower.

She came out and saw the man on the bed fast asleep.

There was a pack of cigarettes on the bedside table. She took one, nestled in the chair, and eagerly lit it.

The woman began to smoke, her expression one of blissful absorption.

After finishing one cigarette, Wen Fei felt completely rejuvenated. She squatted in the chair, her gaze shifting from the cigarette pack to Fu Hongxin. A red light gradually gathered in her eyes, then vanished silently.

She lowered her eyes, a cold smile playing on her lips, and tapped her fingers lightly on the table.

After a while, the woman got up and went to the balcony to make a phone call.

"Yes, bring that child over here."

……

After waiting for two days without any news about the child, Xu Qingcheng was going crazy.

That afternoon, she suddenly received a call from an unknown number. The caller used a voice changer, so it was impossible to tell if it was a man or a woman.

"If you don't want anything to happen to your son, come here yourself. Don't try to call the police, and don't try to pull any tricks behind my back." The man chuckled maliciously. "I'll give you a chance to see your son. We'll talk about the terms when we meet, but if you try anything funny, you'll never see your son again in your life."