Jian Xingchen looked at the boy in front of him who was wearing white half-sleeves and black sweatpants. His angular features were exactly the same as Si Mohan's.
Si Xuan felt a little uneasy when he heard the surrounding quiet, and suddenly felt a warm touch on his face.
"Xiao Xuan, does it hurt?" Jian Xingchen ran her fingers across his red and swollen cheeks.
Si Xuan opened his eyes and saw her eyes were red, looking at him distressedly.
"It doesn't hurt, don't cry," Si Xuan quickly shook his head. His mother used to hate her crying the most.
Jian Xingchen looked at the cautious boy and really wanted to slap his past self twice, "Xiao Xuan, let's go home!"
The woman wanted to take his hand, but seeing the boy so far away from her and looking scared, she could only retract her hand.
The boy stood up and patted the dust on his body. He glanced at the woman walking in front. His eyes flashed with disappointment. He could only follow behind obediently. However, after walking a few steps, he felt dizzy before his eyes.
On the highway, three black cars shuttled at high speed. Ning She drove the car with a look of tears on his face.
Half an hour ago, Mr. Si received news from Jingyuan at the company that his wife was taking the young master out to play, so he took his coat and hurriedly left the office. Not long after he came out, he received a call from the kidnapper.
Through information technology tracking, it was determined that the young master's location was in the factory, but the wife's mobile phone could not be connected. After searching, it was found that the last call was from Lu Mengyi.
"Call her," Si Mohan suppressed the anger that could not be concealed, which made Ning She tremble.
The phone was connected, and a pretentious female voice came, "Assistant Ning, are you looking for me?"
"Miss Lu, have you seen our wife?" Ning She suppressed nausea and continued to ask.
Lu Mengyi knew that Si Mohan must be nearby, so she said awkwardly, "Assistant Ning Te, I didn't see Xiaochen."
"Madam called you this morning. Did she tell you where she was?"
Lu Mengyi hesitated, "She didn't tell me. At that time, she wanted me to help her see Xiaoxuan and said she wanted to meet someone, but I had something to do at home, so I didn't agree."
Ning She quickly hung up the phone and felt that the air-conditioning pressure in the car dropped several degrees.
Si Mohan leaned back and held his forehead, his eyes were deep, filled with bottomless sadness.
"Quick," Si Mo uttered one word coldly, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
factory
As soon as the two walked out of the factory, the little boy sat on the ground exhausted.
"Xiao Xuan, what's wrong with you?" Jian Xingchen hurriedly went up and picked him up.
"I didn't eat in the morning and I'm a little dizzy." The boy nestled in her arms, his little face flushed. His mother never let him get close. There was a faint fragrance of flowers on her body.
Jian Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief and patted the boy's head, "Go to sleep! There will be something to eat when you get back."
Si Xuan nodded and fell asleep peacefully in her arms.
The woman picked up the boy, and she couldn't help but frown because of the stinging pain in her back, but when she thought of what Xiao Xuan had endured in her previous life, everything seemed insignificant.
Jian Xingchen had just taken a few steps when the roar of cars was heard not far away, and three black cars stopped in front of him.
The girl was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the man who got out of the car.
He has a slender figure and wears a white shirt with a slightly open collar. He has a sense of purity and purity. His eyebrows are high and his gestures reveal an aristocratic temperament, but the coldness in his eyes is prohibitive.
Jian Xingchen wanted to call his name, but his voice couldn't produce a single sound.
Si Mohan frowned slightly when he saw the boy sleeping peacefully in the woman's arms. She actually hugged Xiaoxuan.
When the man's eyes accidentally caught sight of Xiao Xuan's red and swollen face, his eyes trembled and he rushed forward to hug the boy.
Jian Xingchen was overwhelmed by his terrifying eyes and defensive actions, and watched the man carry Xiao Xuan into the car and leave.
He could only stand there blankly, suppressing the tears that burst out of his eyes.
Ning She was kicked out of the car, and she knew that Master Si wanted her to return her safely to Jingyuan.
Ning She sighed deeply, his wife was his nemesis, but Si Ye still couldn't leave her.
Jian Xingchen looked up at the car that disappeared at the end of the road. Her vision became blurry. The belief she had just held on to was taken away. Her legs weakened and she fainted to the ground.
"Madam, what's wrong with you?" Ning She saw that her face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and her brain suddenly shut down.
"Assistant Ning, call Mr. Si quickly!" The person next to him quickly reminded him.
Si Mohan looked at the boy lying in the back row with mixed feelings in his heart. Xiaoxuan was also her child, how could she do it.
When Si Mohan saw Ning She's call, he knew that she must be losing her temper because she didn't want to go back. He pressed his finger on the answer button even though he wanted to hang up.
"Say," the man's angry voice came from the phone.
Ning She was so frightened by his tone that her mind went blank for three seconds, "Master Si, madam, she fainted."
There was a harsh sound of brakes on the road. Si Mohan pursed his lips tightly, his face gloomy, and he immediately turned the car around and returned to the original place.
"Stardust," before the car stopped, the man rushed to the girl and picked her up.
"Master Si, my wife fainted suddenly, possibly due to hypoglycemia," Ning She hurriedly explained.
Si Mohan looked at the girl with a face as white as paper, and his heart seemed to be clenched tightly. When he was about to pick her up, the hand on his back felt sticky.
The man let the girl lean on his shoulder. The shocking blood stains on his hands made his eyes darken and his hands couldn't stop shaking.
"Ning She, take Xiaoxuan back to Mirror Garden."
Before anyone could react, Si Mohan had already carried her into the passenger seat of another car and rushed her to the hospital.
"Xingchen, wake up," Si Mohan's voice was trembling, while holding the steering wheel, he held her head on his shoulder with his other hand.
Jian Xingchen's consciousness was in a state of dissociation, and he could not distinguish between reality and illusion. He only knew that there was a dazzling white light in front of him, and there was a voice there that kept calling his name.
"How is she?" Si Mohan looked at An Hongze who came out.
"It's no longer serious. What did she do? She was injured like this," An Hongze took off his mask and looked solemn.
Si Mohan clenched his fists in his sleeves, his expression gloomy.
"Go and see her! She should be awake soon depending on the time."
An Hongze secretly thought to himself that if he hadn't grown up with him, he would have thought he was a domestic abuser! But it's strange, he was always injured in the past, why is he replaced today.
Si Mohan sat by the bed and looked at the girl's pale face. The hand that wanted to touch her stopped in mid-air. Thinking of what she said before, not letting him touch her, he took his hand back.
Jian Xingchen moved her fingers slightly, slowly opened her eyes, and wanted to turn over, but there was severe pain in her shoulder, which made her frown.
"Xingchen, the doctor just gave you some good medicine," Si Mohan saw that she was awake and squatted beside the bed, holding down her arms to prevent her from moving.
Jian Xingchen looked at the man in front of her, her eyes misting involuntarily, as if she had been greatly wronged.
