Chapter 7

Song Yunnian looked at Fu Yanchen with a fake smile and said, “President Fu, you’ve had your meal. Can you take your son and leave now?”

This place had been compromised. As soon as he left, she would take Song Wanxing and move overnight.

Song Wanxing stood to the side with a grin, clearly enjoying the chaos. “Sister Nian, let them stay here. At worst, he can just squeeze into your room.”

Song Yunnian shot him a sharp glare, effectively shutting him up.

Seemingly guessing Song Yunnian’s intention to flee, Fu Yanchen stood up and pointed at Fu Chengyi. “He stays. Thank you for the hospitality.”

Fu Chengyi couldn’t have been happier; he didn’t have a single objection.

Song Yunnian looked at Fu Yanchen with dissatisfaction and asked coldly, “What is the meaning of this, President Fu? You’re just abandoning your son?”

Fu Yanchen sneered. “Didn’t you want to kidnap my son? This is exactly what you wanted. I’ll go back and prepare the ransom.”

Song Yunnian: “…”

What the hell? Kidnapping?

Would she do something so low-class? She’d have to have a hole in her head to kidnap the Fu Family’s Young Master!

Aside from Song Wanxing’s little scheme to hack some money out of him earlier, she would never do something so humiliating.

In reality, there was no way Fu Yanchen couldn’t afford that ransom or needed to go home to “prepare” it.

To the incredibly wealthy Fu Yanchen, the ransom was a pittance. Leaving Fu Chengyi behind was a way to keep an eye on Song Yunnian and prevent her from running away.

Since this woman dared to provoke him, she shouldn’t even think about escaping.

Without waiting for Song Yunnian to refuse, Fu Yanchen made a graceful exit, surprisingly comfortable with leaving Fu Chengyi behind.

And he left him with someone who supposedly intended to kidnap him.

Song Wanxing looked at Fu Chengyi with glee and said excitedly, “Your dad doesn’t want you anymore. Luckily, my bed is big enough. You’ll follow me from now on, and I’ll look after you.”

Song Yunnian finally realized what was happening. She turned and glared fiercely at Song Wanxing. “You brat! Did you do something bad?”

This whole kidnapping nonsense felt wrong to her.

Although Song Wanxing was often a troublemaker, he was also very cautious. Knowing they were in a sensitive period, how could he have left a trail while logging into an account?

Song Wanxing shrunk back and gave a cheeky grin. “I… I just logged into your account and sent a message to Yama Fu asking for money. I didn’t expect them to track us down so fast.”

Song Yunnian’s face turned completely dark. She gritted her teeth. “Song Wanxing!”

“Ah!! Little Yama is blowing her top! Run!” He grabbed Fu Chengyi and dashed into the room, locking the door behind them.

Once they were safely inside, Song Wanxing clutched his stomach and burst out laughing.

“Hahaha…” He slung an arm around Fu Chengyi’s shoulder. “Just stay here for now. Sister Nian won’t actually be mad.”

“Okay.” Fu Chengyi’s eyes were deep, filled with a sense of longing.

The way Song Yunnian and Song Wanxing interacted made him envious. Song Feier was never like this; she only used and calculated against him.

…

Back at the Fu residence, as soon as Fu Yanchen entered, Song Feier came to meet him. “Yanchen, have you eaten? I’ve been waiting for you all night.”

Fu Yanchen’s brow furrowed imperceptibly. “I’ve eaten.”

After saying that, he walked right past Song Feier to go upstairs. Song Feier followed closely behind him. “Yanchen, where did you eat tonight? I heard you left the office very early.”

At her questioning tone, a flash of displeasure crossed Fu Yanchen’s eyes.

He turned around, his gaze cold. “If you have time to manage me, you’d better spend it caring about Chengyi. Your own son has been missing all day and you don’t care at all? Is this your attitude as a mother?”