Chapter 567: Little Foodie 3

Zichen is the eldest son and eldest grandson, after all; the burden on his shoulders was heavier than others the moment he was born!

With so many good things, why grab just any one of them?

He just had to grab a piece of fruit to make up the numbers.

The guests were also a bit awkward; it was the first time they had seen a child grab an orange at his "grabbing the Zhou" ceremony and refuse to let go of it.

But one still had to offer some praise, even if it was just casual praise.

"Great luck and great profit," Yun Zhe Hao said.

"Right, Zichen will surely have everything go smoothly in whatever he does in the future..."

Everyone chimed in with auspicious words.

In fact, Sheng Hanyu and Shi Youxuan felt it was quite fine; the two had long reached a consensus that as long as the child didn't walk down a crooked or evil path, then he should do whatever makes him happy, without having to follow their ideas.

One's own life must be planned by oneself.

Health and happiness are the most important!

The "grabbing the Zhou" ceremony ended, and the banquet began.

Jian Yixin had been feeling suppressed these past few days, and since today was Zichen's birthday, she took the opportunity to drink some alcohol.

By the time the banquet dispersed, she was already slightly tipsy.

It was getting late, and everyone prepared to take their leave.

Shi Moli hugged his mother's neck tightly, refusing to let go no matter how he was coaxed, crying incessantly.

Usually, when Jian Yixin came to see the child, Moli was the same, but for the sake of the child's safety, she would harden her heart and leave, only crying once she was outside.

But today she had been drinking, and the effects of the alcohol would affect one's rational judgment.

Jian Yixin steeled her heart: "Baobao, come home with Mommy; Mommy will take you back."

Everyone opposed it, feeling it was better to leave him here.

But she missed the child too much and didn't want to be separated from him for even a moment, so she insisted on taking him back.

Sheng Zerong also said: "It's fine, we'll be extra careful, there won't be any problems. Let's just take him back; look at how they're both crying."

He felt heartache.

Heartache for his wife.

On the days when the child was not by her side, Jian Yixin couldn't sleep well any night; she would often wake up in the middle of the night calling Moli's name, and after waking up, her tears would soak a small patch of the pillow.

Since one has to live in fear every day anyway, why does it matter how one is anxious?

Why bother with worry and heartache?

Both husband and wife insisted on taking Moli away, so they packed up Moli's things, and the family of three happily went home.

Midnight.

"Ring—"

A piercing telephone ring startled Shi Youxuan awake.

She had just turned on the bedside lamp when Sheng Hanyu already answered the phone: "Zerong, what happened? Don't rush, speak slowly, I'll be there right away."

He got out of bed and quickly put on his clothes, telling her before she could even ask: "There's a fire at Yixin's house."

"Is everyone okay? I'll go with you." Shi Youxuan threw on her clothes in a few quick motions and went out with her husband.

Jian Yixin's house.

The entrance to the house was bustling; several fire trucks were parked at the door, the originally exquisite and beautiful Villa had burned down until only a frame remained, and Sheng Zerong stood at the door in a daze, drenched from head to toe.

His arm was injured, only simply bandaged with a strip of cloth torn from a T-shirt.

The wound must have been very deep, with fresh blood dripping down from the bandage, yet he was completely unaware, just standing there like a piece of wood.

"Zerong, as long as you're okay, where are Yixin and the child?" Shi Youxuan asked him, but he didn't say a word.

Shi Youxuan's heart sank; with the house burned like this, she feared that the mother and child...

"Xuanxuan, Yixin and the child are missing." Ma Ling'er came over from the other side.

Her heart eased slightly; as long as they were missing, missing at least meant they might still be alive.

The Yun Family lived relatively close to Sheng Zerong's house, so they had arrived a bit faster than Shi Youxuan and Sheng Hanyu.

The wound on Sheng Zerong's arm had been bandaged by Ma Ling'er; the couple had come out too hurriedly, simply putting coats over their pajamas.

When they arrived, Sheng Zerong was already standing there blankly, muttering incessantly: "Impossible, where did they go? Where did they go?"

His arm was still bleeding, and Ma Ling'er wanted to take him to the hospital for a bandage, but he refused to go no matter what.

There was no other way, so she tore a large piece off her husband's cotton pajamas to handle it simply first.

Sheng Hanyu and Yun Zhe Hao went to get information from the Security Guard.

The police had also arrived to investigate the scene and ask Sheng Zerong about what happened before the fire.

Sheng Zerong told the police what happened after the family of three arrived home.

Jian Yixin considered that they didn't have the child's supplies at the Apartment, so the family of three went home.

The home was also in a gated community with Security Guards patrolling twenty-four hours a day, and there were bodyguards on duty at home, so the two thought there would be no problems.

When they were about to sleep at night, the servant brought milk for them; Jian Yixin drank it, but Sheng Zerong didn't because he had a bit of an upset stomach.

Then the incident happened in the middle of the night.

He was choked awake by the thick, pungent smell of smoke; his first reaction upon waking was that there was a fire, so he immediately pushed his wife beside him to tell her to get up quickly.

But his wife was sleeping very soundly and wouldn't wake up no matter how hard he pushed, so he picked her up and ran quickly toward the outside.

After sending his wife to a safe place, he turned back to save the child.

Then he saved the servant, the bodyguards...

Later, the fire became too large, and the house turned into a fire scene that could not be rushed into, yet there were still people inside who had not come out.

The Security Guard arrived first, then the fire truck also arrived, and the fire was quickly brought under control, but by this time he discovered that his wife and son were missing.

Sheng Zerong searched all around but could not find them, then he separately called his older brother and Yun Zhe Hao.

……

"Mr. Sheng, please come with us to the police station to undergo an investigation." The police officer looked serious and wanted to take Sheng Zerong away.

Ma Ling'er: "What do you mean? Are you suspecting that he is the murderer?"

Police: "Before the truth of the matter is thoroughly investigated and cleared up, we will not let go of any possibility." Although they did not directly say they suspected Sheng Zerong was the murderer, they clearly meant exactly that.

Ma Ling'er could not take it, flew into a rage on the spot, swore and vowed that Sheng Zerong definitely could not be the murderer, and accused them of being unable to distinguish right from wrong, not looking for the real murderer, but instead treating the victim as the murderer.

Shi Youxuan was also very angry; if it were before, she would have also argued on the spot just like Ma Ling'er.

But now, she would not.

Jian Yixin and Moli had gone missing, and the servants and bodyguards had all died; it was too tragic.

Only Sheng Zerong was alive, so the police had every reason to suspect him.

Sheng Zerong was taken away by the police.

……

The suburbs of Jiangzhou.

A half-finished building towering into the clouds.

Jian Yixin opened her eyes; it was pitch black all around, with only a few faint glimmers of light.

"Moli, Ze Rong."

She used all her strength to call out, but discovered her voice was very small and very weak.

She wanted to crawl up to see what kind of place this was.

But her whole body was powerless, and she did not even have the strength to lift her arms.

What kind of place is this?

How did she get here?

Jian Yixin had too many doubts to clear up, but she could not do anything right now, not even manage to crawl up from the ground.

"Thump, thump, thump—"

There were footsteps.

The sound was forceful but not chaotic; there should only be one person, and it was a man.

Although Jian Yixin had no strength in her body, her heart was clear and her mind was sharp, and she quickly made a correct judgment.

A beam of blinding light shone into her eyes, and she closed her eyes.

"You're awake? The timing is just right." The man said triumphantly.

This voice was very familiar; Jian Yixin instantly heard who it was!

"Sheng Yukai, you really did appear." These few short words were spoken by her through gritted teeth.