CHAPTER 663: CHAPTER 580 HOW COULD YOU BE SO CRUEL

Sorry, dear readers, the new backend got a bit muddled. I accidentally posted the last Chapter’s title as numbers. Please forgive me! Kiss kiss!

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Jiang Tong nodded respectfully. "Yes!"

"Where’s Buding? Where’s my son?"

Li Si shouted anxiously the moment she stepped out of the car. She hadn’t seen Buding, and she was far from reassured.

Leng Mochen glanced at Jiang Tong, signaling for him to handle this first.

Jiang Tong gave one of the men a look. Understanding instantly, the man sprinted to bring Buding out.

"Madam! Please wait! The young master is perfectly safe!"

Li Si nodded gratefully. Just by looking at the two men lying on the ground, she could tell they had to be the culprits planning to abduct her son. She was so furious she wanted to grab a knife and slash them right there.

Didn’t they know kidnapping a child deserved to be punished a thousand times over?

Regarding Jiang Tong and the others casting angry or contemptuous looks in Sister Ding’s direction—seeing Sister Ding sobbing guiltily—Li Si assumed it was because Sister Ding had failed in her duty. But at this moment, she truly had no mood to say something gracious to comfort her.

Long Wu and Heizi’s vehicles also arrived one after another. Heizi brought his men to restrain and load the two culprits onto a police car for interrogation later.

Sister Ding was so terrified she barely dared breathe. When she saw the police car, she took a step forward but froze in fear as she watched the two culprits being taken away.

Someone carried Buding out of the villa at that moment. Seeing Buding safe and sound, his wide eyes staring vacantly at her while sucking his fingers, and hearing him babble, "Mama! Mama!"

Li Si couldn’t hold back her tears, clutching him tightly, kissing his forehead and cheeks repeatedly.

Throughout the journey, she had been praying to the heavens, Christ, Buddha—any deity she knew. She pleaded fervently, asking for all trials to pass onto her. Anything but letting little Buding endure such horrors!

Su Meng, deeply empathetic, also teared up. She gently patted Li Si’s back to reassure her. "Don’t be afraid, Sisi! Don’t be afraid now!"

Li Si nodded fervently, crying and laughing at once. "Meng Meng! This is so wonderful!"

She then lifted her head to look at Leng Mochen. "Husband! Husband! Thankfully! Thankfully Buding is okay!"

Leng Mochen, equally moved, gently brushed his finger against Buding’s cheek. His eyes were full of tenderness.

Moments later, his expression darkened sharply. His gaze turned venomous as it landed on Sister Ding and the two men. How dare they target his son—he wouldn’t let them off easily!

Li Si’s entire focus was on Buding. Now, she was gradually calming down.

Leng Mochen noticed Li Si’s emotions had completely settled. Only then did he signal Jiang Tong to continue speaking.

Heizi and Long Wu also came closer, standing by Li Si to check on Buding. Their hearts were full of relief at narrowly escaping another disaster.

Long Wu and Su Meng exchanged glances, and something unspoken passed between them.

At that moment, Jiang Tong began recounting what had happened. "After you and Madam left today, Sister Ding suddenly insisted on taking Buding out for a walk. We tried multiple times to stop her but failed.

Later, I sensed something was off. Worried she might harm the child, I feigned agreement and opened the villa door. Meanwhile, I secretly deployed staff to follow her..."

Leng Mochen’s expression grew darker as he looked towards Sister Ding. Once again, he had underestimated human nature, underestimated the depths of people’s hearts!

As Jiang Tong narrated the full story, word by word, Li Si was so angry she wished she could march over and slap Sister Ding to vent her rage!

Unable to contain her fury, she screamed, "You’re a mother yourself! How could you be so heartless?"

If it hadn’t been for Jiang Tong’s vigilance, then what? If Buding had been snatched by someone from Sister Ding’s hands, even if they later investigated and found Sister Ding implicated—

Would it bring Buding back? Killing her would solve nothing!

Li Si was overcome with a mix of emotions, finding herself both bitterly angry and deeply frustrated with Sister Ding!

They had treated Sister Ding so well! Yet, no matter how good they were, it had all been for nothing!

Sister Ding had her difficulties, being blackmailed over her own son. But she could have told them, or called the police.

Did she honestly believe cooperating with the criminals would guarantee her child’s safety?

Sister Ding, overwhelmed by Li Si’s loud questioning and her icy glare, stared down at the tips of her shoes, not daring to meet her gaze. She couldn’t answer!

At the time, she had been truly terrified—paralyzed with fear. Her mind had been in utter chaos; how could she think clearly?

She felt immense guilt towards Li Si, but didn’t dare utter a single plea for mercy. She knew that this time, she had not only nearly harmed Buding but had also broken Li Si’s trust entirely.

Li Si was so furious it felt as though her insides had been rearranged. Yet, seeing Sister Ding’s regretful and uneasy demeanor, she felt no desire to say anything further.

Perhaps people are all selfish! Sister Ding, deep down, might still cling to her sentiment that her son was her lifeblood, and therefore Buding could be sacrificed!

Sister Ding’s son was precious—so was Li Si’s son equally undeserving of harm? Whose child isn’t a piece of their heart?

After piecing together the situation fully, Heizi gave the woman before him a long, penetrating look. He pulled out a pair of handcuffs and secured her hands. "You’ll need to come with us!"

There were things Li Si didn’t know. This wasn’t the first time Buding had faced kidnapping attempts. Back on their wedding day, Xiao Tong and the scarred man who had disguised himself as a security guard had tried to abduct Buding. Thankfully, Sister Ding and others had fought desperately to stop them, narrowly preventing Buding from being taken.

Later, Leng Er—because of that incident—had transferred Sister Ding’s son from a rural school to a top-tier school in Beijing.

Leng Er was known for doing nothing without personal profit—that much was true. While this matter seemed straightforward, the sponsorship funds and favors exchanged behind the scenes had cost a pretty penny.

But who could have foreseen that Sister Ding would ultimately act against her own integrity, repeating the very thing she had once deeply despised?

She now deserved not a shred of pity!

As the icy metal of the handcuffs clamped around Sister Ding’s wrists, facing the grim-faced Heizi, thoughts of her son’s peril finally cracked her resolve. She burst into anguished, uncontrollable sobs, pleading, "Officer, please, Officer, I beg of you! Save my son! He’s still with those people! I’ll accept prison—I’ll accept anything! But please! Save him! He’s my everything!"

Heizi responded coldly, "Don’t worry! We’ll rescue him!" Abruptly, he shoved her aside and barked an order to a nearby subordinate, "Take her away!"

Sister Ding, her face streaked with tears, gritted her teeth and knelt, turning towards Li Si with desperation. "Madam! I’m so sorry—so sorry!" She began madly kowtowing, her forehead striking a hard riverstone on the ground, instantly coloring her skin a patchwork of blue and red.

Holding Buding, Li Si silently observed the scene before her. This apology was far too late. She could never forgive her!

A policeman frowned, roughly hauling Sister Ding to her feet. "What are you doing?"

The burly officer exerted such force that Sister Ding was yanked upright. Yet, through her tears, she continued pleading, "Madam, I know you’re kind-hearted! Please, have mercy on us! Take vengeance on me instead, but my son—he’s innocent! He’s still in their hands! He’s my everything! Please—save him..."

Li Si’s heart was heavy, her face twisted into mockery. Kind-hearted? Oh yes, she was far too kind-hearted! Otherwise, how else would someone like Sister Ding dare kneel and plead with her, even now?

Sister Ding must have calculated that her kindness would compel her to help. That she’d set aside past grievances to save her son. Or perhaps, she feared retaliation against her boy instead?

Maybe all these thoughts were running through her mind at once.