Jing Yu hung up the phone and turned to look at Yu Zeyao.
"Did you do this too?" Her expression was colder than ever.
"Jingrong?" Yu Zeyao frowned.
"Where did you take my brother? He is still a student and cannot miss classes at this critical moment—"
Yu Zeyao stood up and said, "I have never seen your brother."
Jing Yu looked at him in disbelief.
"I am the one who took him away, so I will not disown him. If I didn't take him away, I can't recognize him even if you want me to." He said, "Jingrong is not a child anymore, and you are not the only relative of him. Maybe he has gone back to your stepmother."
What he said was not without reason. He admitted that his father was taken away by him. If Jingrong was here, he would not deny it.
She turned around anxiously and was about to leave. However, before she took a step, the man hugged her waist.
She was forced to turn around, and the man looked at her from top to bottom leisurely, "You don't care about your dad anymore?"
"I know you won't let anything happen to him." Jing Yu looked at him firmly with his clear and beautiful eyes.
Yu Zeyao raised his eyebrows, smiling, "You are taking advantage of me now. Do you know that I won't do anything to your family?"
"You are not a bad person, otherwise, you wouldn't have blocked the bullet for me that day."
Yu Zeyao looked into her clear eyes with a complicated look, "This only shows that you don't understand me."
"Don't think too highly of me. I'm not a kind person. And... many things are far worse than you think."
Jing Yu always felt that there was something behind his words, as if he was hinting at something. However, no matter how hard she thought about it, she couldn't figure it out - apart from the fact that he had taken her father away, there didn't seem to be much else between them.
"If you really are that kind of person - if anything happens to my dad with you, I will not forgive you." Jing Yu spoke calmly, his tone gentle.
Yu Zeyao inserted his five fingers into her hair, pushed her hair behind her ears, and whispered: "You move to my place - this is what I want."
Jing Yu looked at him in astonishment.
He continued to speak slowly, "Whenever you come here, you can go see your father. I'll give you one night to think about it. Go back and think about it slowly."
———
Jing Yu walked out of the Vice Presidential Palace. A cold wind blew over him, and his thoughts were still in a mess.
What he wanted was not only to have her, but also to let her live here. Jing Yu was a little confused about his thoughts - if he just treated all this as a game, there was no need to let her live in the Vice President's Palace. No man would be willing to bring a woman who he just played with home to live permanently. What's more, he still had Mo Huan by his side.
"What's wrong? Why are you in a daze?" Qi Jinnian saw her coming out from a distance and had already pushed open the passenger door.
Jing Yu came back to his senses when he heard her voice. He leaned over and sat down. Before he could say anything, he heard Qi Jinnian ask, "How is it? Was your dad really taken away by the Vice President?"
"Um."
"… Tsk, why did he take your dad away?!"
Jing Yu glanced at Qi Jinnian, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing. He just said, "I'll make a call first."
"Oh. Okay." Qi Jinnian drove away.
Jingrong didn't have a cell phone, so Jingyu couldn't find him, so he had to call his grandparents. The old people answered the phone and said they had never seen Jingrong either.
Jingyu hung up the phone and called his uncle and aunt's house a few more times, but no one showed up.
"Don't worry. Jingrong is already this old, how could he get lost?" Qi Jinnian had probably figured out what she was talking about. After she hung up, he comforted her.
Jing Yu nodded. "I guess he's going to work part-time again. I'll go to his school tomorrow and ask about the situation."
"Okay."
Jing Yu hung up the phone, turned his face to the window, and looked at the winter scenery of the city, but his mind was full of the words Yu Zeyao said.
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the other side.
Yu Zeyao watched Qi Jinnian's car disappear from his sight and dialed a number.
"Sir." A solemn voice came.
"Jingrong is not in school tonight. Help me find out where he went."
"Jing Rong? Miss Jing's brother?"
"Um."
"Okay. I'll check right away."
Yu Zeyao hung up the phone. Half an hour later, Zhuang Yan called.
"Sir, don't worry. We have checked. Jingrong was taken away by Mr. Wen."
Yu Zeyao was very surprised, "Wen Yanzhi? Why did he take Jing Rong away?"
"I'm afraid you'll have to ask Mr. Wen. Jingrong got into his car by himself. I don't know where he went after that."
What is this kid doing
When did they become so familiar with each other
After Yu Zeyao hung up the phone with Zhuang Yan, he called Wen Yanzhi. However, the call could not be connected.
———
That night, Jing Yu lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Yu Zeyao not only ruined her job, but also took her father away. She should be furious and slap him twice like she did last time. But she didn't do that.
When he proposed that condition, she was even thinking about the feasibility.
What's wrong with me? This is not her character or style.
Jing Yu was a little confused about himself.
———
the other side.
Wen Yanzhi's car didn't arrive until the middle of the night.
When he parked the car in front of a villa, Jing Rong had already fallen asleep in the driver's seat.
Wen Yanzhi glanced sideways and saw his peaceful sleeping face, his eyes turned away. Outside the window, the cold wind was howling, like a beast roaring in his ears. However, looking at the boy's peaceful sleeping face, he felt that his heart was surprisingly peaceful at this moment.
Wen Yanzhi stared at him absentmindedly, raised his hand, and placed his finger on the boy's face. Jing Rong, who was still sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were cold and full of vigilance, "What are you doing?"
Wen Yanzhi's hands froze on his face. He felt awkward for a moment because of his stare. The next second, he glared at him, "What are you staring at? What do you think I want to do?"
Jing Rong frowned tightly and tried to slap his hand away coldly. Wen Yanzhi picked up a long eyelash from under his eye and smiled at him evilly, "You don't think I have bad intentions towards you, do you?"
Jing Rong sat up straight and looked out the window. It was dark outside, with no light except for their car lights.
He replied seriously: "Not only did you have bad intentions, you might also want to bring me here and dismember me."
He pushed open the car door and got out. The cold wind blew over him, and he shivered in his school uniform. Wen Yanzhi got out of the car with his coat and threw it on him.
Jingrong looked back at him. He was only wearing a thin shirt.
Jing Rong wanted to return his clothes to him, but he was already walking towards the villa. "Don't stand outside. It's too cold. Let's talk inside."