"Why are you dying?" the burly man said, "You said you had angina and need to drink Mao ginger tea. We didn't even know what that was, and had to run around to several medicine shops before we could find it and boil it for you to drink. You won't die of angina."
"Oh…" Little Cutie Pie wiped his tears carefully, expression sincere and clear, looking completely innocent and pitiful. "I really won't die?"
"You won't."
"You scared me!" Little Cutie Pie pulled out a tissue slowly, gently dabbing at his tears.
The burly man was at a loss. This child was well behaved, but he had many problems and behaved just like a baby. The Boss had instructed them to just lock him up, but not to abuse him. They were only looking for money, naturally, they didn't want to abuse the child for no reason. However, no one expected the child to be so picky. He was mostly quiet and didn't cause any trouble, but extremely difficult to please.
After all he was famous all over China and was aptly named 'The son of the nation.'
After starring in a popular show the previous year, his fame had skyrocketed and he had since become the media's darling.
They had seen Tong Hua on the television, but after meeting him in person, they realised that he was even more adorable and better looking in real life.
"My neighbour's little girl loves you a lot, can I have your signature?"
Little Cutie Pie's moist eyes were innocent and his eyebrows raised in genuine surprise. "Sure, sure!"
"Little boy, you're really cute."
"Uncle, you are a really nice person." Little Cutie Pie smiled through his tears, treating the burly man as his friend.
You too, you too!
The burly man felt guilty, and his knees almost buckled.
This Little Master was just too cute and innocent.
Who would bear to hurt him.
"Uncle, I am really hungry. Can we eat beef hotpot?"
One hour later.
Three burly men and Little Cutie Pie surrounded a small, steaming hotpot inside the shabby warehouse. The atmosphere was lighthearted as they chowed down their food, the three men proudly discussing their past nefarious deeds and how much they would earn this time round.
The table was filled with many plates of beef and a few bottles of beer.
Little Cutie Pie expertly speared a piece of beef from the hotpot, eyeing the men stealthily before he took a piece of Mao ginger and placed it into the hotpot. The men were still boasting, slapping each others backs in gusto and nobody realised what Little Cutie Pie was doing. He broke out into a small smile, a hint of deviousness flashing through his guileless face.
The burly men started eating, filling their bowls with steaming food and guzzling down beer heartily.
Little Cutie Pie complimented them sincerely. "Uncle, you guys are so cute and innocent. I like you all a lot."
As one of the men continued eating, he realised that the boy had stopped eating after finishing the beef in his bowl. The boy placed one of his hands on the table, supporting his jaw and beamed at them, eyes shining with radiance. With his legs were dangling softly above the ground, he looked really cute.
After being complimented by the boy, the burly men started laughing out loud.
"Why did you stop eating?"
"It's poisoned!" Little Cutie Pie smiled cheerfully.
The burly men laughed out loud and Little Cutie Pie followed, laughing innocently. Less than 20 minutes later, one of the men suddenly pressed onto his stomach, his face twisted in pain. He fell out of the chair, clutched onto his stomach and collapsed on the floor, groaning. Just as one of the other men was about to check on him, all of a sudden, he felt a gnawing, agonising pain, eating at him from the inside and he also grabbed onto his stomach and fell to his knees. In less than a minute, all three of them were keeling on the ground, arms wrapped around their stomachs and crying in agony, their faces pale and cold sweat coming out in waves.
Little Cutie Pie jumped down from his seat happily, swinging his arms as he walked towards his bag, then brushed off the dust and carried it on his back.
One of the burly men realised that there really must have been poison in the food. His eyes bulged the size of golf balls and he pointed accusingly at Little Cutie Pie.
While he would occasionally cry for his mommy, the boy had been quiet and well behaved the entire time he had been kidnapped. His countenance was gentle and delicate, his face open and honest, with a smile that was forever innocent and cute. However, his actions had shown otherwise.
Little Cutie Pie cocked his little head thoughtfully, with the innocence of a lamb about to be sent to slaughter, "Uncle, I already said, there was poison. Children speak the truth, we don't lie."
The little one was only just gentle and fragile like Lin
The burly man grabbed the little devil by his leg, and tried all he could to drag him down to the floor, however, his weakened arms were kicked away by Little Cutie Pie.
"Uncles, don't boast around so much, you should read more books instead." He shook his head sweetly, "Life is like a play, everything depends on how you act…"
Little Cutie Pie stood up. Just as he was about to leave, the warehouse door was smashed to pieces, a few scraggly pieces of wood remained, swinging uselessly on the hinges. A group of men, dressed in identical black appeared in the small and narrow warehouse. They noticed the burly men twisted up on the ground, as Little Cutie Pie revealed a courteous smile and stared at them cheerfully.
Zhong Ran eyed the situation in the dilapidated room with the men rolling pathetically on the floor, and found it challenging to draw a logical explanation. His originally facetious attitude took a 180 degree turn and he bowed slightly towards the small child.
"Young Master, we are here to take you home."
"Oh…" Little Cutie Pie's voice was soft and you could hear the smile in his voice, "Then you guys are a little too late."
Zhong Ran raged internally, cursing the boy in his head. Damn! He's so young but already so savage. He's definitely a product of Master.
But, where's the supposed 'little princess'?
Could it just be Master's one-sided dream of having a 'little princess'?
Little Cutie Pie turned, glanced at them and commanded, "Call 120."
On the return trip, Little Cutie Pie sipped his yogurt with the elegance of a young prince, as he stared at Zhong Ran's long hair. The style was unique. He wore his hair long and even dyed two strands a chestnut color. It would have been unpopular if he had substandard looks. However, with his looks, it made even this unpopular hairstyle seem fashionable and stylish.
"Young Master, how did you poison their food?"
Little Cutie Pie let go of the straw gently and answered, "In the drama series I acted in last year, that's how I was poisoned to death."
Zhong Ran was speechless.
Zhong Ran suddenly understood everything. He had been wondering how a seven-year old child could have such deep knowledge and scheming thoughts. How clever. Young Master was kidnapped but he really did not need anyone to save him. He could 'carry' the entire situation alone.
It's amazing how genes seem to come out in the most subtle ways.
"Why are all of you calling me Young Master?" Little Cutie Pie asked curiously. After leaving the Shen home, no one had called him Young Master.
"It's because you are our Young Master."
"That sounds really cool."
"We were ordered by your father to come and save you." Zhong Ran tried with utmost sincerity to speak well so as to leave a good impression of Master. For the sake of his wages, he had to help Master appear great to Little Cutie Pie. Unexpectedly, Little Cutie Pie smiled sweetly at his words, "Wow, I can't wait!"
Zhong Ran glanced around at the other men in the car.
Was he the only one who felt that Young Master did not sound like he was looking forward to meeting his father at all?
They all exchanged glances. You're not alone!
….
Shen Qianshu looked at the extravagant chateau, feeling like she had traveled back in time to seven years ago.
It was an old chateau, built in a continental European style. Its carved walls and decorative elements gave her a familiar feeling, though she was certain she had not been here before.
In the garden of the chateau, there was an enormous pool. Ye Ling stood upright beside the pool, back rigid and his hands clasped tightly behind his back. The air was thick with tension and he exuded a frosty coolness, giving off a dangerous feeling that he was about to erupt. Shen Qianshu racked her brains to find a way to counteract, trying to figure out how to escape from his monstrous claws. There was nowhere to hide.
Ye Ling was a terrifying man. No one could be clearer than her, exactly how frightening he was. She forced herself to remain calm, though her insides were quivering and her heart was thumping hard against her chest.
"Your boyfriend kidnapped my daughter to blackmail you?" Ye Ling turned around suddenly and stared at her coldly. Shen Qianshu shuddered. Her pale fingers held tightly on the hem of her shirt and the awkwardness was hard to describe.
"My ex-boyfriend," Shen Qianshu gave a small smile, emphasizing the first word. In front of him, she always felt incredibly vulnerable. "He owed debts from gambling and came up with that terrible idea. Ridiculous."
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