After Bankruptcy, the Billionaire Asked Me to Marry Him!
Chapter 465: Mommy, I Love You!

Chapter 465: Chapter 465: Mommy, I Love You!

Ye Li hoped it was a prank.

But it didn’t seem like one.

In the chat box was a photo of Xiao Bao.

Sent to her through Xiao Bao’s watch.

Xiao Bao, wearing a white T-shirt and dark blue shorts—the school gym uniform—was bound hand and foot, with a piece of black tape over his mouth.

It was unclear whether he was knocked out or injected with something to put him to sleep, but Xiao Bao was leaning against a corner with his eyes closed.

The photo was enlarged over and over.

Finally confirming it was the original and not a photoshopped prank.

Ye Li’s hands were trembling.

The sending time was half an hour ago.

Before that, the chat box was filled with Xiao Bao’s autumn outing photos shared with her.

She dialed a number, and after one ring, it was hung up on the other side.

The next moment, her phone dinged.

"Mommy, 5 million, US Dollars, okay?!"

She called Fu Yanci first, then Xiao Bao’s homeroom teacher.

The man’s voice was steady, "Ah Li, don’t worry! I’ve arranged for people to look! Xiao Bao will be alright!"

Teacher Miao, the homeroom teacher, was so anxious her voice was hoarse, "Mrs. Fu, we’ve already called the police, and all the teachers at the school are looking. Rest assured that we, we..."

That sentence, "We will certainly find Fu Muzhi and bring him safely back to you," felt like it wouldn’t come out at this moment.

In the background of the call, it was all noise and chaos.

Ye Li tried to calm herself, "Alright, thank you! I will be there soon!"

Putting away the phone, Ye Li walked toward the departure hall while turning back to speak with Wan Mingyi.

Before she could speak, Wan Mingyi gave her a pat, "Don’t worry, leave Mo Du to me, I’ve got it handled!"

Nodding, Ye Li sped off.

There are several flights between Mo Du and Imperial City every day.

Ye Li booked the nearest one available.

Even so, as time ticked by, Ye Li’s heart still felt restless like an ant on a hot pan.

"Don’t hurt him, I’ll give you 10 million!"

"Mommy, I love you! Account: XXXX..."

Unable to imagine the malicious pleasure in sending such words, Ye Li’s heart was shaking.

Yet hitting "Locate," the watch seemed to have failed, continually displaying "Locating," without showing the specific location no matter how long she waited.

Thinking about how the school had mobilized all its resources to search.

Thinking about how the police were already involved.

Fu Yanci’s personnel also set out immediately.

Ye Li was still mentally stretched taut.

Brother Mu will be fine!

He definitely will be fine!

Silently repeating in her heart, Ye Li’s fingernails nearly dug into her palm.

The plane roared into the clouds.

At the foot of Yanyang Mountain on the outskirts of Imperial City, dozens of school buses departed one after another.

With only a teacher responsible for safely bringing the kids back in each bus, all the remaining teachers, including the principal, stayed behind to begin the search.

"Fu Muzhi... Fu Muzhi..."

Calling out his name while searching in the predetermined direction, Principal Yuan’s voice was hoarse, yet he kept shouting desperately.

Their hearts were trembling.

The entire school had thousands of students, over a thousand in the elementary section.

Out of so many, why was it this little ancestor that went missing?

Thinking about Fu Yanci’s deep and icy face, along with his status and wealth in Imperial City, Principal Yuan’s heart grew as bitter as bitterweed.

"Fu Muzhi..."

"Fu Muzhi, Muzhi..."

Search calls echoed from all directions.

This is Yanyang Mountain.

There are maple leaves on the mountain.

At the foot is a farm.

The students could enjoy the natural beauty of the maple leaves without getting too tired.

Morning hiking, lunch on the farm, picking fruits and feeding animals after lunch—a beautiful and leisurely day would end just like that.

Accompanied by the sunset’s glow, the school buses with the kids returning from the autumn outing arrived back at the school, coinciding with regular dismissal time.

Everything was the same as in previous years.

But unexpectedly, something went wrong this year.

Fu Muzhi has autism, and he never speaks. Even before the school year began, everyone from the school leaders to all first-grade teachers knew about him.

For this reason, the school leaders held a special meeting, placing Fu Muzhi in the class of Teacher Miao, who had rich teaching experience.

Departure, hiking, feeding animals...

Everything went smoothly.

While each class was spreading out picnic mats in their designated areas for lunch, some kids started to chatter and call out "Fu Muzhi."

It was then that Teacher Miao realized he was missing.

"Muzhi? ...Fu Muzhi?"

In that instant she called his name, Teacher Miao’s heart sank heavily.

If it were another child in the class, she might have thought they were being mischievous, hiding on purpose to play hide and seek.

But Fu Muzhi was the most well-behaved child in the class.

More obedient than any of the little girls, he never ran around.

Bathroom.

Animal pen.

Pondside.

She searched everywhere but couldn’t find Fu Muzhi.

Teacher Miao’s heart was nearly stopping.

And at this moment, looking at the sunset about to dip below the horizon in the far distance.

Gazing at the swaying shadows of the trees on Yanyang Mountain before her.

Her legs felt as if they were weighted with lead, but Teacher Miao dared not stop for a moment.

"Muzhi... Fu Muzhi..."

Calling loudly, Teacher Miao continued to climb upward.

Aware that Fu Muzhi wouldn’t speak, she moved faster, knowing that even if he heard her, he couldn’t respond.

Hoping that in the next moment, she would see him hiding by a rock, a big tree, or some other concealed place.

"Muzhi... Fu Muzhi..."

"Fu Muzhi..."

A faint voice echoed from afar, and Xiao Bao slowly opened his eyes.

In the dimly lit room, there were no doors or windows in sight.

Only a kerosene lamp was hanging on the distant wall.

Releasing a pungent odor.

The body remained still, only the eyes slowly rotated.

Spotting the dark figure sitting atop a wooden crate, Xiao Bao instinctively closed his eyes.

Squinting his eyes, Xiao Bao held his breath as he studied the figure.

A tall man in a camouflage suit sat with his head bowed, face indistinct.

From beneath an indistinguishable dark green or black T-shirt, biceps appeared particularly muscular.

Near his feet in Martin boots, there was also a sheathed dagger stuck in the ground.

The man was typing on his phone.

And his own watch lay discarded on the ground, crushed casually underfoot.

In the phone’s glow, Xiao Bao glimpsed the man’s face.

Brown hair and green eyes.

He’s actually a foreigner?

Why would this foreigner kidnap him?

Is it because... of his uncle?

If it’s because of Uncle, then he certainly knows Uncle is Imperial City’s Uncle Fu.

Didn’t this person do his homework before kidnapping?

Isn’t he afraid of failing and getting chopped up to feed the dogs by Uncle?

Or maybe, it wasn’t aimed at Uncle at all?

Then who else could it be?

Lin Kerou?

Even less likely!

If this person was targeting Lin Kerou, it’d be impossible to know what connection he had with her.

After all, he hadn’t seen her many times.

And thinking of the last possibility, Xiao Bao’s face changed instantly.