Chapter 1077: Sheng Zichen Runs Away from Home

Shi Youxuan was currently burning with rage and did not want to speak.

But he kept nagging behind her back, like chanting scriptures, making her even more irritable!

"Shut up, you are not allowed to follow me anymore."

"Go back, he really isn't here!"

She stopped wasting words on him and did not want to explain anything to him either, simply telling the bodyguards to "escort" Gu Zhihao back.

A bungalow.

There was a padlock hanging on the door, yet the padlock was very clean.

If it were truly as Gu Zhihao said himself, that there was no one in the house, it would not be this clean.

"Smash it open!"

A bodyguard casually picked up a brick from the ground and smashed the seemingly sturdy padlock open with just one strike.

Asking for the key was a matter of respect; did he really think that if there was no key, she would have no way?

"Sheng Zichen, you come out here! Don't think that just because you hid here I can't find you. You haven't even grown up yet and your wings have already hardened, right?" Shi Youxuan scolded all the way as she pushed open the door; the room was also very clean, having been tidied up.

But there was no one there.

The bungalow was not large, and there were not many rooms, so she looked through the inside and outside very quickly; he was indeed not there.

Shi Youxuan was now feeling uneasy, her heart pounding with anxiety.

"Madam, should we call the police?"

"Yes, call the police!"

Her voice was trembling a little, and her legs felt weak.

Originally, she had been certain that her son was with Gu Zhihao, so her heart had only been filled with anger.

But since he was not there, the anger turned into worry.

"Ring-ring—"

The phone rang; it was a call from Jian Yixin.

Her fingertips flicked lightly, preparing to slide to the answer button; it was a very simple action, yet she had to try several times before succeeding.

"Yixin—"

Her voice trembled: "Zichen is missing, I was just about to call the police. He ran away from school, I don't know where he went..." She could not continue, her throat feeling as if it were stuffed with cotton.

Jian Yixin: "I know, he's with me!"

Huh!

Shi Youxuan instantly came back to life, her confidence and anger even greater: "Jian Yixin, what is wrong with you? He skipped school, do you know that or not? You actually harbored him and only called me now? Did you get water in your brain, and boiling water at that?"

While on the phone, she told the bodyguards not to call the police anymore.

Not only did they not need to call the police, they did not even need to notify Sheng Hanyu; it was unnecessary!

She vented the dissatisfaction in her heart like a machine gun, and Jian Yixin tried to interject several times but had no chance at all.

Finally, Shi Youxuan's mouth was dry and her tongue was parched.

Jian Yixin finally got a moment to counterattack: "Are you done?"

"No."

"If you're not, continue, I'll wait for you."

"Hmph! You tell me to speak so I speak, you tell me not to speak so I don't speak, who do you think you are?" Shi Youxuan commanded haughtily: "You bring Sheng Zichen back immediately."

Jian Yixin: "I won't!"

Shi Youxuan:...

She slapped the door frame with a "slap" to vent her dissatisfaction, but used too much force and hurt her palm.

Then she started rubbing her hand: "Ouch, it hurts."

"Cackle, cackle, cackle..."

On the other end of the phone, Jian Yixin let out a laugh like an old hen, laughing endlessly, which was particularly hateful.

"Laughing my ass off, you just wait for me, I'm coming to settle the score with you right now."

"Sure, come on over."

Jian Yixin was unhurried, but the next sentence almost made her die of anger: "As long as you can find where I am, you win."

Shi Youxuan:...

That was right, she was correct.

Jian Yixin was not Gu Zhihao; she had many properties, and even more places to hide.

If she wanted to hide someone, it would be as easy as could be.

"Jian Yixin, do you know that he snuck out of school?"

"I know."

"You knew and still helped him, are you brainless?"

Jian Yixin: "I got water in my brain, and boiling water at that."

"Hahahaha, alright, alright, I won't make you angry anymore. I told you because I was afraid you'd worry."

She took the initiative to soften her stance, but refused to reveal where Sheng Zichen was hiding.

"It's almost noon, let's go out and have a meal, Western food, your treat."

Shi Youxuan: "Not treating, unless you bring Sheng Zichen over."

Jian Yixin: "After the Chef Conference tomorrow, I will definitely return the child to you safe and sound, and then you can punish him however you want."

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over Sheng Zichen immediately."

"Hmph! I told you because I was afraid you'd worry, do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Jian Yixin finished speaking and hung up.

This woman!

Shi Youxuan still ate Western food with Jian Yixin at noon, and the two women "conspired" for two hours; when they came out of the restaurant

The next day.

The once-in-a-century Chef Conference was grandly held!

The television station broadcast it live, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.

Sheng Hanyu asked, "Are you really not going to watch?"

Shi Youxuan: "Not going. A child who doesn't put one's mind at ease—if I go to see him, he'll think skipping school is the right thing to do."

She rubbed her temples, her head aching.

None of these children put one's mind at ease; only ten years old and already knowing how to skip school, what will happen when he grows up?

She didn't sleep well at all last night; she was furious and could only think about this matter.

Her husband agreed: "You did the right thing, wife, I will always support you."

The couple did not go, and they did not allow anyone else in the family to go either.

They wanted Sheng Zichen to know that acting willfully would not gain the support of his family.

The Chef Conference officially began.

As the youngest contestant, Sheng Zichen became the focus of everyone the moment he appeared!

"No way, whose family brought a child here?"

"It can't be, he must be a contestant!"

"Is that the genius boy? The successor of the Gu Family Cuisine?"

"Yes, that's him."

"So young, impressive."

"It's probably a bit early to call him impressive; let's see his skill level."

Everyone found it amusing, but they didn't take the young Sheng Zichen to heart.

Among the chefs who came to compete today, whose culinary experience wasn't older than his age?

A child this small coming to compete was, in the eyes of others, just a joke!

However, they soon couldn't laugh anymore.

An expert shows their hand, and one knows if they have the skill!

When Sheng Zichen's first dish came out of the pot—a simple sweet and sour pork—it conquered all the judges.

All the judges raised their signs to pass him, and immediately someone was unconvinced.

"Is there insider dealing?"

"There must be; if there wasn't, how could a dish made casually by such a small child pass with a unanimous vote?"

"It's too unfair. Bringing such a child here, do they think everyone else is a fool?"

And there were even people inciting trouble.

Sheng Zichen heard all these words, and Gu Zhihao, who attended the competition as his assistant, naturally heard them too.

He became anxious and started arguing with others on the spot.

As a result, because of causing a disturbance and affecting the competition, his qualification to compete was revoked!

Gu Zhihao left the venue early, but the competition had to continue.

The second dish was more complex than the first, and it was very difficult to complete alone.

But everyone else had two people, while Sheng Zichen only had one!

Only then did they realize that the people who had started saying nasty things were all those who had been eliminated.

These people were merely creating confusion to deliberately make them fall for it, and they had indeed fallen for it.

Jian Yixin scolded Gu Zhihao: "You really are stupid enough; as an adult, how could you not even see through this little scheme? What do we do now? Can Zichen win by himself?"

"Oh, it's all my fault, it's all my fault."

He knew he regretted it now, pulling his hair and slapping his thighs in annoyance.