During the toast, Wen Xun, who rushed down from upstairs in a hurry, was drenched in sweat,
"Brother Nian, where’s the little troublemaker?"
It seemed inconceivable that Wen Xun would be the one asking them this.
"Xiao Xun, weren’t you watching over the little troublemaker?"
Song Lili quickly asked.
Wen Xun widened his eyes at Song Lili, his nervousness apparent on his face,
"I went to the restroom for a moment, and when I returned to the lounge, the little troublemaker was no longer in the crib..."
Song Lili felt as if she had been struck by lightning and was about to urgently ask a question when Wen Nian held her back; puzzled, Song Lili listened as Wen Nian told Wen Xun,
"Xiao Xun, don’t panic just yet. Go upstairs with your sister and search carefully again. See if someone from the service staff is holding him. Then try to recall anyone who went up to the third floor, okay?"
Wen Xun nodded, his eyes thoroughly reddened.
He knew he might have caused a huge problem this time.
"Ali, you must calm down first. With so many guests around, let’s not make a scene. You guys go up first, I’ll be there shortly."
Song Lili responded and hurried upstairs with Wen Xun.
Her rapid footsteps indicated she was nowhere near calming down.
Chiluo frowned deeply, locking eyes with Wen Nian,
"Nian, is there anything I can help with?"
"I will lock down the entire banquet hall until I am sure my daughter is safe. So, if there are inconveniences in hosting His Highness the Prince, please bear with them."
"Nian, you shouldn’t worry about those things at a time . Quickly go check the situation; I won’t spread the word."
Wen Nian nodded, searched around the banquet hall, and found Qu Yu, who had also noticed something amiss on the President’s end and hurried over to Wen Nian.
"The baby might have been taken. Seal off the entire banquet hall now; have Minister Long on alert. During this period, people can only enter the President Mansion, nobody leaves. Separate the first, second, and third floors."
Qu Yu was initially startled by the news but quickly went to take care of it.
Wen Nian went upstairs and saw the trembling Song Lili and the scared and helpless Wen Xun standing in Wen Qichen’s small room.
"Brother Nian, it’s all my fault. I didn’t watch over Qichen properly."
Wen Xun was biting his lip, having lost his usual composed and calm demeanor.
Tears fell as easily as beads slipping off a string.
"Have you searched the third floor?"
"Yes, we searched it. No servants or attendants saw Qichen. They all talked as if the child had vanished into thin air!"
Song Lili was both anxious and angry,
"Weren’t you two supposed to be watching the door the entire time?"
She yelled at the two young maids standing before her.
Wen Xun just left for the restroom, and in the blink of an eye, the kid was gone. It really wasn’t much about Xiao Xun; he was merely accompanying Qichen. It was these two maids who were actually supposed to be watching over Qichen and Xiao Xun!
"Madam, we are sorry!"
Song Lili’s anger surged, and the two maids immediately knelt in fear,
"What did you do! It’s already this time, and you’re still hesitating. If we really can’t find the child, neither of you two will get out of this alive!"
"President’s wife, we really just left for a moment. There was a small cat stuck outside in the corridor, crying pitifully, so we went to check and just took a few minutes to free the cat... really, it was just a few minutes!"
Two servants bowed their heads, already crying inconsolably!
Wen Nian turned around and asked someone to check the surveillance footage; he walked over to Lili’s side,
"You believe me, little troublemaker will be fine. Even if someone really has bad intentions, it won’t happen in such a short time..."
"If someone really has bad intentions, it only takes two minutes to kill a child!"
Song Lili pushed him away, "How can you ask me to stay calm!"
Wen Nian’s mood was no better than Song Lili’s by even a fraction.
After yelling at Wen Nian, Song Lili immediately regretted it. She covered her face, took a deep breath after a long while, and voluntarily took Wen Nian’s hand, only then noticing that his hands were ice-cold,
"I’m sorry... I couldn’t control myself... Sorry, I know you’re just as anxious as I am..."
Song Lili kept taking deep breaths, trying again and again but still unable to calm her emotions...
Wen Nian hugged her, and Song Lili whispered in his ear,
"I’ve lost a child before... I really can’t bear losing a second one..."
Wen Nian closed his eyes; he was wrong, thinking his worry and fear were no less than hers...
"Stay here, I have already had someone check the surveillance; the child couldn’t have just vanished, okay?"
Song Lili sat down, soothed by Wen Nian, while Wen Xun, sitting beside them, was equally restless, his handsome little face riddled with worry and guilt.
Wen Nian glanced at him, said nothing, and left.
Not long after he left, he received a call from Qu Yu...
Meanwhile, just as Song Lili had settled down in Wen Qichen’s room, she instinctively looked out the window, and then abruptly stood up, her eyes wide...
Wen Xun followed Song Lili’s gaze and his little face also stiffened.
"Your Highness, it’s bad... Miss Qichen is being held by Song Xiangqiao. She’s now on the rooftop of the building opposite... from her looks..."
"Qu Yu, manage the guests in the banquet hall, try your best not to let the news reach inside. Pull down the curtains on all the west-facing windows!"
"Your Highness, I’ve already ordered that."
"Immediately get Zhuo Ting to the administrative building and inform him of the situation!" Wen Nian said sternly.
"Also, have Long Siyan ready; if necessary, shoot the criminal on the spot!"
"Yes, Your Highness!"
After Qu Yu responded, he couldn’t help but express his worry, "Your Highness, please don’t act rashly. Song Xiangqiao might be pregnant now but her mind is extreme; you must not..."
Ever since the time in the United States, Qu Yu had become increasingly like a worried old mother, always needing to add a few more words.
After hanging up, Song Lili and Wen Xun rushed out of the room!
"Brother Nian! Over there! On the rooftop of the administrative building!"
"It’s Song Xiangqiao!" Song Lili told Wen Nian.
These three words... hearing them now sent a chill down anyone’s spine.
A pregnant woman with a prominent belly, the Vice President’s wife, the daughter of Anlin Mayor, the granddaughter of the Miu family...
This seemingly illustrious socialite, under the luminous facade at the President Mansion’s banquet, committing such an act...
That was truly an act of desperation, disregarding the consequences.
Song Lili looked at Wen Nian, and Wen Nian said gravely, "Let’s go over."
The two of them, hand in hand, with Wen Xun closely following, hurried towards the administrative building.