CHAPTER 299: CHAPTER 299: WUBAO: HELP, SOMEONE IS TRYING TO KIDNAP ME!2

The two of them took a flying saucer-shaped aircraft to the Undersea Imperial Capital.

The aircraft landed on the helipad of the Royal Palace.

Afterward, they boarded a small submarine that could only accommodate four or five people.

In the Undersea Imperial Capital, small submarines were everywhere.

Just as people on land own cars, people here used small submarines for commuting.

The top floor of the Tiansheng Hotel had special docking spots for small submarines, arranged in grids, much like an underground parking lot on land. The only difference was that one was at the very bottom, while the other was at the very top.

The submarine Mo Yinhe rode was shaped like a giant whale shark. It was very domineering and fierce, but also extremely expensive—a "luxury car" among submarines, comparable to a Lamborghini Hermès.

Ten of them emerged at once, parking in the "parking lot" on the top floor.

At a glance, they were eye-catching and enviable.

As they stepped out of the submarine, Si Mingjing was drawn to another submarine.

That submarine was also shaped like a giant whale shark, of the same brand and model as Mo Yinhe’s.

The only difference was that this whale shark’s hull was completely encrusted with diamonds, sparkling so ostentatiously it could not be more extravagant.

Mo Yinhe followed Si Mingjing’s gaze and frowned. "Who is this nouveau riche, so afraid people won’t know he’s rich? You like this? Shall I customize one for you?"

Si Mingjing shook her head. She didn’t like things that were too ostentatious; she had merely been drawn to it because it was so conspicuous.

Escorted by a group of guards, they took an elevator down three or four levels from the top floor. When the elevator doors opened, they walked towards Ye Jingzhe’s room.

Ye Jingzhe’s room was luxury suite number 808.

Fengjue stood at the door of room 808 and pressed the doorbell, but no one answered. The front desk said the occupant of room 808 had checked in last night and hadn’t left the room since, so they should still be inside. So Fengjue pressed the doorbell again.

"Who is it?! Interrupting His Highness’s dream of eating delicious meat! His Highness will slaughter you!"

Gu Shurong, with a massive yawn and a messy bird’s nest of hair, jumped off the bed. He hadn’t even put on shoes. His little bare feet pattered grumpily as he ran to open the door, lifting his chubby little face fiercely.

"Which bastard is disturbing His— WHOA!"

Gu Shurong’s words died in his throat when he saw not just one person outside, but a whole group. They looked formidable, as if they weren’t to be trifled with.

The little chubby boy immediately rolled up his sleeves, adopting a fighting stance. His beautiful, large, dark eyes stared intently at the people at the door.

Fengjue ignored Gu Shurong and led a few guards directly into the room. A quick scan revealed no one else besides the child.

Fengjue walked back out and shook his head. "Your Excellency, only the child is in the room."

Mo Yinhe, still standing outside, looked down at the plump Gu Shurong and felt an inexplicable sense of connection. He towered over Gu Shurong, an imposing and majestic figure. "Where are your parents?"

Gu Shurong puffed out his cheeks, tilting his little head defiantly.

"Hey! What do you want?"

"Who is Ye Jingzhe to you?"

Of course, he’s my boss!

But the visitors clearly had ill intentions. Gu Shurong, the little foodie, wasn’t stupid. He wouldn’t volunteer information. Instead, his eyes grew wary.

"What do you guys want with Ye Jingzhe?"

"First, let the child put on his shoes."

Si Mingjing noticed the child was barefoot and worried he’d catch a cold.

Mo Yinhe also noticed the child’s bare feet. Taking Si Mingjing’s arm, he walked in with long, brisk strides.

Si Mingjing went to find his shoes. After finding them, she placed them in front of the child.

She reached out, ruffled the child’s hair, and said gently, "Little Cutie, don’t be nervous. We’re not bad people. We just want to talk to your guardian about something. What’s your relationship with Ye Jingzhe?"

Gu Shurong put on his little shoes and plopped down on the sofa to Mo Yinhe’s side. His short, chubby legs dangled as he yawned and picked his nose, completely unconcerned with his image.

But he was soft and fair, like a figure carved from jade, so any unseemly action he took still appeared adorable to others.

No matter what they asked, the little fellow wouldn’t say a word.

Fengjue stepped forward, patiently explaining to the child, "Kid, your guardian received a transfer of one billion from His Excellency. We need to discuss this matter properly with your guardian. We’re not here to cause trouble, so don’t be afraid."

What one billion transfer?

My boss would never scam anyone.

If anyone’s scamming, it should be His Highness!

Wait a minute, one billion... why does that sound so familiar?

Gu Shurong suddenly opened his pretty, gem-like eyes wide.

"WOW! So you’re the big idiots who randomly transferred one billion to someone?"

Mo Yinhe’s face turned livid, and he snorted.

Even a child knew about this?

Fengjue dared not look at Mo Yinhe’s face and continued, "That was payment for a necklace. Since your guardian has accepted the money, the necklace should be handed over. You’re a child and wouldn’t understand these things. We need to speak with your guardian, Ye Jingzhe."

"He’s not here~~"

Fengjue asked, "Where did he go?"

"Dunno~~ Anyway, this baby doesn’t know anything about anything! This baby wants to sleep. You all can do whatever you want~~"

With that, Gu Shurong flopped onto the sofa, pretended to fall fast asleep, and didn’t forget to snore loudly:

"ZZZ... ZZZ... ZZZ..."

Mo Yinhe narrowed his eyes. He tapped an irate finger on the sofa’s armrest, and the atmosphere in the reception room instantly turned frigid.

Three seconds later, he stood up and said, "Take the child away."

Gu Shurong, who had been dramatically snoring as if sawing wood, immediately leaped up from the sofa, adopting a fighting stance.

"Hey, hey, hey! What do you think you’re doing?! If you dare touch a single hair on this baby’s head, Ye Jingzhe won’t let you off!"

Mo Yinhe had lost his patience. "Fengjue, leave a note. If he wants the child back, he’ll have to bring the necklace in exchange."

"WAAAAAH—HELP! Someone’s trying to kidnap this baby! WAAAAAH..."

Gu Shurong cried loudly, bellowing.

Women are the softest-hearted, the little fellow thought. He rushed to Si Mingjing, grabbed her arm, and whined pitifully.

"Pretty Auntie, save me~~! Go after whoever scammed you! Why kidnap this baby? This baby is still a child~~~"

Unfortunately for him, Si Mingjing wasn’t the type of woman to be easily swayed or become a liability.

Being scammed out of one billion was not a small matter.

She also thought this was a good idea.

She smoothly picked Gu Shurong up and said, "Little Cutie, don’t be afraid. We won’t harm you. We’re just inviting you to be a guest at our place. Once your guardian returns the money he scammed, you’ll be perfectly fine. If you really don’t want Auntie to take you, then how about you call Ye Jingzhe, okay?"