Clothes were scattered all over the messy room.
Ye Qingnuan, who had woken up from her drunken stupor, rubbed her aching temples and opened her eyes. What came into view was a strange and adorable child—the head of a watermelon, the round face of a bun, the bright eyes and white teeth, and a sweet smile.
Ye Qingnuan thought that she was dreaming. She didn't want the other party to call her in a childish voice. "Pretty auntie, are you awake?"
Ye Qingnuan was so frightened that she sat up when she heard the real sound.
She looked around in shock. She was in her own room, and when she looked at the milk baby next to her, the real feeling was all proved to her—it was not a dream, it was real!
"You..." Ye Qingnuan swallowed hard. "Who are you? Why are you at my house?"
In exchange for her exclamation, the little milk bag patted her belly and did not answer her question. "Beautiful auntie, An'an is hungry."
There was a gurgling sound in the flat empty space.
Ye Qingnuan tried to recall—she was drunk in the bar last night. Later, a few perverts came to pester her. In a moment of desperation, she broke the bottle and shouted that the other party had a gun. She took advantage of the chaotic crowd to escape.
When she left the bar, she felt that her body was a little heavy, as if it had been filled with lead.
She looked down and saw that she was still wearing yesterday's clothes. Her chubby hands were tugging at the hem of her skirt. She seemed to understand why she felt so heavy last night.
"You came back with me from the bar?" She was not sure.
The puppy-like guy nodded.
Seeing that he was only five or six years old and dressed in a small suit that did not fit his age, Ye Qingnuan could not help but despise him. "Mom and Dad are so unreliable to take such a young child to a bar."
"No, it's my uncle who took me there." The young man corrected her with a serious face. "I don't have a mommy. My father only hang out with men all day long."
Ye Qingnuan was stunned at first, and then burst out laughing.
She suddenly felt that this strange child was a little cute. She stretched out her hand and gently touched his little nose. "If your daddy only hang out with men all day long, where did you come from?"
"I don't know either. Daddy won't tell me." The little milk bag felt wronged, and then there was another growl of hunger.
"I'm going to make something to eat. After that, I'll take you to the police station."
Ye Qingnuan got up and went to wash up. She vaguely heard the little milk bag behind her saying, "No need. The police will come to us on their own initiative."
...
It was a simple converse with hot milk.
Pushing all the cloth fragments on the table aside, Ye Qingnuan found a place to eat with the puppy in front of her.
"Hurry up and eat. After that, we'll go and find the police. Your family must be very anxious."
Ye Qingnuan urged him. She took a bite of the sandwich with one hand and touched the remote control with the other hand to turn on the TV.
The dark screen lit up, and the news that was playing attracted her attention.
The host, who was dressed in leather shoes, reported seriously, "Last night, the little prince of the Yunxiao Empire, Huo Nian'an, was suspected of being kidnapped. The police were busy looking for suspects."
When Ye Qingnuan found that the person in the photo was the same as the little milk bag in front of her, plus the content of the news...
The converser in her hand fell off unconsciously. She swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty and asked him, "The little guy on TV... is you?"
Huo Nian'an nodded and smiled at her.
Ye Qingnuan felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Before she could respond, a deep male voice came from outside the house through the speaker.
"Listen up, the kidnappers inside. You have been surrounded by the police! It's not too late to surrender now..."
The sudden development made Ye Qingnuan get up without hesitation and rush to the door, wanting to explain the situation to the visitor.
As soon as the door was opened, several uniformed police officers greeted her. All of them aimed their guns at her.
The scene seemed to freeze, and the atmosphere was tense.
Ye Qingnuan's words rushed to her throat. When she looked into the pair of sharp eyes outside the crowd, she couldn't help but lose her voice.
She took a deep breath and her mind went blank.
The man standing behind the police, under the accompaniment of several bodyguards in black, exuded a powerful aura that made people feel oppressed.
Under her neat short hair, the outline of her eyebrows was deep, her nose was straight like a mountain, her chin was tight, and her sharp eyes were like knives, which were enough to penetrate people's hearts.
While Ye Qingnuan was in a daze, two policemen with guns came forward to control her, and several others rushed into her room.
"Second Master, the young master is safe and sound." After confirming it, one of them came forward to report the situation.
Huo Yunxiao, who was standing outside the house, did not answer. He glanced at Ye Qingnuan with cold eyes and looked at Huo Nian'an, who was inside the house. He said, "Take her away."
Only then did Ye Qingnuan react. "You're mistaken. I'm not a kidnapper! This child came back with me yesterday, I..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the policeman interrupted her harshly. "Tell us the details!"
After that, the two of them lifted her up and were about to take her away.
"Let go of me!" Ye Qingnuan struggled, but it was completely useless.
At this time, a small figure rushed out of the room and opened her arms to hug her.
"Pretty Aunt, don't go!" Huo Nian'an hugged her tightly, her entire body hanging on her lap. "I don't want you to go. An'an won't allow you to go."
In the face of the current situation, the two police officers looked at each other and looked at Huo Yunxiao in embarrassment. "Second Master, this..."
Huo Yunxiao's eyes were sharp, and his tone was cold and ruthless. "Take them with you."
