038 The Kidnapped Sui Yu

The driver did not dare to delay and hurriedly pulled over to the side of the road.

An'an was in such a rush that she did not wait for Jiang Yue to get out first; she pushed the door open and jumped out of the car herself. She ran toward the bushes by the side of the road, and Jiang Yue quickly followed.

Xia Kexuan was sitting in a passing car. As it slowly rolled by, she glanced over and saw An'an. Seeing the little girl rush toward the bushes, Xia Kexuan scoffed to herself. *What a brat,* she thought. *Does she not know how to use the restroom before leaving the house? Can’t hold it anymore? And to hide behind bushes—how embarrassing! There are security cameras along this road, too.*

Xia Kexuan carelessly withdrew her gaze just as the traffic ahead cleared and the road returned to normal. She sat upright in the car, her thoughts drifting to Sui Yu. If he didn't transfer to their school today, she would have to hire someone to track him down.

The car carrying Xia Kexuan drove away, while An'an headed straight to her destination.

A young boy was lying on the ground. His eyes were wide open, and his hands and feet were bound, his mouth gagged. He did not struggle; he simply lay there quietly, his eyes dull and unfocused, staring up at the sky.

Suddenly, a vibrant color invaded his bleak world. Sui Yu’s unfocused gaze locked onto a beautiful little face. She was wearing a turmeric-yellow outfit that stood out sharply against the greenery. Her eyes were stunning—like black grapes, round and bright—though the corners tilted slightly upward. With her long lashes, the little girl stared at him in astonishment.

"Sister Yue, why is he tied up?" Her voice was lovely, soft and sweet, with a hint of a milky lisp.

Sui Yu’s senses seemed to slowly return. Jiang Yue was also shocked. She hurriedly took out her phone to take a photo first—saving evidence before saving the person to avoid being framed.

An'an couldn't wait any longer. She stepped forward to help him up, her little hands reaching to peel the black tape off Sui Yu's mouth. She was very careful, watching him as she worked: "Does it hurt? I'm going to peel it off very gently!"

Even so, the skin around his mouth turned red. Once it was off, Sui Yu was able to speak: "It doesn't hurt. Thank you." His voice sounded a bit hoarse.

Jiang Yue untied the ropes from his hands and feet.

"Little one, what is your name? How old are you? Do you remember who tied you up here? I’ll help you call the police now."

An'an chimed in, "Yes, call the police! Let the police uncle catch the bad guy!"

Sui Yu grabbed Jiang Yue’s sleeve. His expression was very dull—a kind of lifeless indifference. "Sister, don't call the police. It’s just a game."

"Ah!" Jiang Yue was stunned, not knowing what to do.

An'an’s eyes widened, too. She suddenly leaned in very close, staring intently at Sui Yu, as if trying to see if he was lying.

Footsteps approached from behind, somewhat hurried. A woman appeared, looking flustered, and reached out to hug Sui Yu. "A-Yu, you scared me to death! How could you play such a dangerous game with your bodyguard?"

Sui Yu felt intense pain because the nanny was digging her fingers into his flesh as she held him. She pinched him so hard it hurt, but at that angle, no one else could see it; only he knew how miserable he was. Sui Yu endured the pain; he was used to it. If he cried out, she would only pinch harder.

Jiang Yue tentatively asked, "Excuse me, who are you?"

"I am this child's nanny. I've been taking care of him since he was born," the nanny, Zhang Wen, said as she pulled Sui Yu to his feet. "Thank you for finding our young master. This child has a strange personality and always likes to play weird games. Today, he was the one who asked the bodyguard to tie him up; he said he wanted to experience what it felt like to be kidnapped."

Sui Yu stood there like a marionette, not moving, allowing Zhang Wen to pull him along.

An'an had an indescribable, strange feeling. She felt that Zhang Wen was lying. "Auntie, I think you are ly..."

Before she could finish the word, Sui Yu reached out and shoved her: "Go away!"

An'an was caught off guard and stumbled backward. Jiang Yue was quick to catch her. She felt a bit angry but kept her tone gentle: "Little one, why did you push our An'an? Our young lady is going to be late for school, but she still came over to save you."

Sui Yu turned his face away and leaned against Zhang Wen. "Auntie, let's go." He didn't even look at An'an.

Zhang Wen smiled apologetically. "See? Our young master just has a strange personality; please don't mind him. Thank you, I'll take him to kindergarten now."

Jiang Yue felt puzzled. The boy looked as handsome as a doll in a painting, but his personality was not very good. She instinctively felt that the little boy shouldn't be like this.

An'an was quiet after getting back into the car. Jiang Yue thought she was upset because Sui Yu had pushed her.

"An'an, are you unhappy?"

An'an shook her head. "No, I'm thinking about that little boy. That auntie is very strange."

"Oh? What's strange about her?"

An'an spoke in her milky voice: "I haven't figured it out yet, but I'll know once I do. That little boy is also very pitiful."

Because of the delay on the road, An'an arrived at Wen'an Kindergarten late. Qu Bowen had been picked up yesterday noon and had specifically gotten up extra early today; he was almost the first child to arrive at school. He had been standing in the hallway, waiting for An'an.

Qu Bowen’s eyes lit up: "An'an!"

An'an looked up at the sound and waved vigorously at Qu Bowen.

Tian Wenhan saw how close An'an and Qu Bowen were and felt a bit jealous. He stood next to Qu Bowen, looking at the handsome little boy, and quietly sucked in his breath, trying to pull his little belly in. However, he was too chubby; his belly was like a basketball, round and firm. No matter how hard he sucked in, it wouldn't budge, and instead, his face turned bright red from the effort.

An'an saw Tian Wenhan, too. Like a little sun, she didn't favor one over the other, greeting them both equally: "Tian Wenhan, good morning!"

Tian Wenhan was instantly happy, waving his chubby, dimpled hand vigorously. "An'an, morning! I brought you a super delicious lollipop, come on up!"

Passing by the teachers' office on the stairs, An'an heard a familiar voice through the half-open door—it was that strange auntie, Zhang Wen.

An'an couldn't help but stop and peek inside. Zhang Wen was holding Sui Yu’s hand, looking full of "affection," but what she said sounded bizarre to An'an: "Teacher Fan, our Sui Yu has a very strange personality, so please take extra care of him. He was expelled from his previous school for stealing, hitting other children, spitting on them, and even stabbing them with a knife."

Fan Lina was shocked and hurriedly tried to stop her: "Ms. Zhang, you..."

An'an frowned, rushing in like a little cannonball. She covered Sui Yu’s ears and glared at Zhang Wen: "Auntie, don't you dare slander people!"

When Zhang Wen saw it was the little girl from the road, she became displeased. If it weren't for An'an meddling, that brat Sui Yu would have suffered more today.

"Adults are talking, why are you interrupting, child! Such an ill-bred little girl!"