Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 458: He Was Born in the Wrong Body

Chapter 458: Chapter 458: He Was Born in the Wrong Body

The man reached out and pinched Chu Ziyang’s chin, looking at his delicate, unconscious face, a bloodthirsty sneer curling at his lips.

"Kid, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Your parents killed my unborn son and nearly ruined my business. Since I couldn’t kill them, I have to hold you accountable!"

What a pity for such a beautiful child to die just like this...

The man coldly curled his lips, his gaze inadvertently catching the watch on Chu Ziyang’s hand, and his expression suddenly changed.

He clamped down on Chu Ziyang’s small wrist, staring at the flashing red dot on it, his face dark and sinister.

A tracking device!

Slap!

A slap was thrown towards Lu Jun, who stood beside him.

Lu Jun staggered and barely managed to steady himself.

Covering his face with his hand, he looked shocked.

"Mr. Qi?"

"Useless, did you even check when you brought the little thing back? Did you clean up your trail?"

The man’s gaze was cold and sinister, "He has a tracking device on him, you’ve been followed!"

He had been followed!

Lu Jun felt a chill down his spine, his nerves tensed up, not daring to say more.

This was one of Mr. Qi’s many temporary hideouts.

If Mr. Qi were exposed due to his negligence, what awaited him would surely be a fate worse than death!

"Go, bring the new drug and syringe we just developed."

The man’s gaze fell on Chu Ziyang, a glint of malice flashing in his upturned eyes, "I now feel, just letting the little thing die is too much of a waste, why not let me have some fun with his parents first?"

Sometimes, it’s more interesting to make someone’s life worse than death rather than kill them outright, isn’t it?

"Yes!"

Lu Jun dared not disobey because he knew how unpredictable and twisted this man could be.

He placed Chu Ziyang on the ground and quickly ran into a beachfront house.

Moments later, he came out holding a carrying bag.

"Here, Mr. Qi."

Lu Jun respectfully handed over the syringe.

The man took it, diluted the liquid in his hand, and looked at Chu Ziyang.

Understanding, Lu Jun picked up the still unconscious Chu Ziyang, rolled up his sleeve, revealing a pale arm.

The man found the vein in Chu Ziyang’s arm, a playful smile on his lips, as he pushed the liquid from the syringe in.

In his unconscious state, Chu Ziyang seemed to feel something, letting out an uneasy hum, as if about to wake up.

Once all the liquid was injected into Chu Ziyang’s body, the man put away the syringe, smiling wickedly.

"Alright, let’s move."

He awaited the little thing’s body to react to the drug, and then...

"Yes."

Lu Jun placed Chu Ziyang on the sand, looking at his delicate face with a complex expression.

The drug injected into the little thing’s body was a new type of drug newly developed by Mr. Qi’s people.

This drug is a chronic poison, attacking the brain’s nerves, gradually leading to memory loss until one becomes a thoughtless puppet.

Only obeying its master.

And his master, of course, is Mr. Qi.

Poor child, unfortunate to be born to the wrong family!

Lu Jun lowered his gaze, hiding the sympathy in his eyes.

This was Lin Qian and Yin Moran’s son, undeserving of sympathy.

The sea breeze raged, carrying a salty chill.

On the vast beach, only a small figure lay lonely.

Not far away, Chu Yelin’s speeding luxury car came to an abrupt stop.

The car came to a halt, and Lin Qian and others quickly got out of the vehicle.

"Is it here? Is this where Ziyang’s last location was?"

Lin Qian looked anxious, scanning the vast sea horizon.

"Yes! Qianqian, don’t worry, we will find our son."

Yin Moran grasped Lin Qian’s hand tightly, soothing her gently.

Chu Yelin glanced at the two, his gaze landing on their clasped hands, tightening his fists.

The phone rang, bringing Chu Yelin back to focus; he took out his phone for a glance.

It was a call from the subordinate he tasked with searching for Chu Ziyang.

Answering, the voice of his bodyguard came through, "Boss, we’ve found Young Master Ziyang."

"Found? Good, we’re coming over right now."

Chu Yelin hung up the phone, looking towards Lin Qian’s expectant face, "We’ve found him."

Found him!

Lin Qian’s eyes brightened, casting an excited glance at Yin Moran, pulling him along to catch up with Chu Yelin quickly.

Yin Moran’s expression turned grim, leading Lin Qian and Qi Kun with him.

Soon, the bodyguard brought Chu Ziyang over to Chu Yelin.

"Boss, the young master is still unconscious."

Chu Yelin took the still unconscious Chu Ziyang, his fingers inadvertently touching his pulse, his expression shifting.

Something’s not right!

How could the little one’s body be...

Chu Yelin’s handsome face tensed, urgently feeling Chu Ziyang’s pulse.

The wind howled around, cooling his body.

Poisoned?

How could the little one be poisoned?

Swiftly, he pulled up Chu Ziyang’s sleeve, revealing a tiny needle mark on his vein.

This was a freshly injected needle mark!

"Ziyang, my son! Give me back my son!"

Lin Qian released Yin Moran’s hand, quickly rushing to Chu Yelin’s side, snatching Chu Ziyang away, holding him tightly in her arms.

"Ziyang, mommy is here, wake up!"

Lin Qian, both excited and anxious, repeatedly called out Chu Ziyang’s name.

Yin Moran’s dark eyes were deep, observing Chu Ziyang’s unconscious state, not missing the tense look on Chu Yelin’s face.

"Chu Yelin, what happened to my son?"

Hearing this, Chu Yelin glanced at him, opening his mouth but hadn’t spoken when Chu Ziyang’s childish voice interrupted.

"Mommy? Uh, my head hurts!"

Chu Ziyang had woken up, but his head ached so severely he couldn’t help but cry out softly.

"A headache? Ziyang, you’re awake? Why does your head hurt?"

Lin Qian was about to rejoice at her son’s awakening, but turned pale at his cry of pain.

"Let me have a look?"

Qi Kun, who had been following along, pushed his way to Lin Qian’s side, placing his fingers on Chu Ziyang’s pulse.

Afterwards, the expression on his aged face grew increasingly grave.

Chu Yelin, fully aware, watched Chu Ziyang’s furrowed brows, speaking in a somber tone, "Ziyang is poisoned, and it’s a rare toxin. Someone must have just injected something into his vein."

Poisoned?

Lin Qian trembled, her already pale face turning as white as a sheet of paper.

"How did this happen? Who wants to harm my son? Elder Qi, is what Chu Yelin says true?"

Such an adorable child, who could be so cruel?

Is this real?

She hoped Chu Yelin was wrong!

"Indeed, Moran hasn’t diagnosed it wrong, the young disciple is poisoned, and the perpetrator is undoubtedly malicious."

Qi Kun withdrew his hand, his expression serious, "This toxin is quite rare, it can erode a person’s nerves, causing them to lose their ability to think independently, eventually becoming a puppet in someone else’s hands. This toxin, likely derived from banned substances, might be linked to my master’s lost secret formula from years ago."