Chapter 223 Xiao Nian'an is bullied by a bad woman

Chapter 223 Xiao Nian'an is bullied by a bad woman

Song Lanyin?

Shen Qingshu frowned, walked over, and looked Song Lanyin up and down.

The woman was tall and slender, wearing a modern black cheongsam dress. Her long hair was casually tied up with a hairpin. Her features were delicate but not outstanding, but she had fair skin and a strong presence.

After exchanging glances with Song Lanyin for a moment, Shen Qingshu said in a low voice, "Miss Song, I'm sorry, I don't know you. As the child's biological mother, I cannot hand my child over to you based on just one word from you."

Song Lanyin smiled faintly, "I understand."

She took out her phone and dialed Fu Siyan's number directly.

I switched to hands-free mode, and the call was answered after only two rings.

A deep male voice came from the other end of the line, "Did Nian'an receive it?"

"Siyan, it's like this, Miss Shen and her family don't quite trust me, so you need to communicate with Miss Shen personally."

"Okay, give her the phone."

Song Lanyin handed the phone to Shen Qingshu.

Shen Qingshu looked down at her phone, her voice tinged with anger, "Fu Siyan, what do you mean by this?"

“I asked Lanyin to pick up Nian’an for me.” Fu Siyan spoke calmly, as if he were talking about something extremely ordinary.

But in Shen Qingshu's eyes, he was trying to take her son away from her, and he even called a strange woman to help him take him away!

"You lost Ni Yutian, and now you have Song Lanyin?" Shen Qingshu sneered. "Fu Siyan, if you don't have the patience to personally take care of and accompany your son, you might as well give him back to me!"

“Nian’an’s household registration is already with the Fu family.” Fu Siyan’s voice was low. “He is now the future heir of the Fu family, and he must stay with the Fu family.”

Shen Qingshu frowned. "Wasn't the Fu family heir already given to Fu Siyu?"

“Fu Siyu and I have no further connection with the Fu family.” Fu Siyan’s voice was deep and carried an undeniable force. “Now, Nian An is Fu’s only son and the only heir of the Fu family.”

"So you insist on having a son only because the Fu family needs an heir, right?"

On the other end, Fu Siyan sighed softly.

“Ah Shu, that’s not how it works. Now that we’re divorced, it’s fair that we each have one child.”

Fu Siyan paused for a moment, then said, "My daughter is a bit delicate, so I feel more at ease having her raised by you. But I hope I can raise my son myself. Of course, I won't restrict your contact with him. You can see him anytime you want."

Shen Qingshu stared at her phone, her eyes surging with anger.

She knew that saying more would be pointless.

Fu Siyan has always prioritized profit. He has already decided to groom Xiao Nian'an as the heir of the Fu family, so he will definitely take Xiao Nian'an away today.

Shen Qingshu was reluctant to part with Xiao Nian'an, but Xiao Nian'an's custody was not currently in her hands.

Even if you file a lawsuit, it will take time.

Legally speaking, she had no right to keep Nian'an during this period.

Shen Qingshu felt incredibly heavy-hearted, filled with guilt and self-reproach.

She felt like a failure; giving birth to a son had turned her into a bargaining chip from the moment he was born.

He was only four years old, such a tiny child. Because of the grudges of these adults, he had been adrift like duckweed since birth, and to this day, he has not had a complete and healthy environment to grow up in.

Shen Qingshu felt as if she were being pricked by needles, a sharp, persistent pain in her heart.

She walked up to Xiao Nian'an, squatted down, and reached out to pat his head.

"Xiao Nian'an, do you want to go back to your father's side?"

Xiao Nian'an looked at her, blinking her big, dark eyes.

Then he nodded, "I want to go back."

Shen Qingshu's breath hitched. "Do you like your father?"

Xiao Nian'an tilted her head and said, "I like Mommy more."

Touched by his answer, Shen Qingshu reached out and hugged his small body.

"Mom also loves Xiao Nian'an very much. If you don't want to live with Dad, Mom will do everything she can to keep you here."

"I love my mom the most," Xiao Nian'an said, "but I also love my dad."

Shen Qingshu was taken aback.

She let go of her son, looked at his innocent little face, and asked, "Do you really love your dad?"

Xiao Nian'an nodded, "Hello, Dad!"

Calm and soothe the complex emotions.

Xiao Nian'an is sensitive. Fu Siyan is not good at communicating with his daughter, but he seems to easily gain Xiao Nian'an's approval.

She didn't know how Fu Siyan had done it, but at this moment, she could only choose to respect Nian'an's choice.

“If Xiao Nian’an misses his mother, call her anytime and she’ll come pick you up.” Shen Qingshu touched his little face, her eyes reddening.

Even though she was reluctant to part with her, Xiao Nian'an was willing to go back with Song Lanyin to find Fu Siyan, so Shen Qingshu had no choice but to reluctantly give her up.

She stood up and looked at Song Lanyin, "Miss Song, please wait a moment while I go upstairs to help Xiao Nian'an pack her luggage."

“Miss Shen, there’s no need to trouble yourself,” Song Lanyin said. “Siyan will not restrict Nian’an from seeing you. If Nian’an misses you, we will send him over to stay for a few days, so please leave your luggage here for now.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingshu nodded slightly, "Okay."

"Nian'an, come here." Song Lanyin beckoned to little Nian'an.

Xiao Nian'an obediently walked to Song Lanyin's side.

Song Lanyin patted his head and said, "Say goodbye to your mother and your grandparents."

Xiao Nian'an raised her hand and said, "Goodbye, Mom, Grandpa, Grandma, Godfather."

After saying goodbye, the adults watched as Song Lanyin took Xiao Nian'an away.

Song Lanyin arrived in Fu Siyan's car.

She opened the back seat, where a child safety seat was installed.

Song Lanyin lifted Xiao Nian'an into the car seat and bent down to fasten his seatbelt.

After that, she closed the door, turned around and nodded slightly to Shen Qingshu and the others standing at the door, then went around to the driver's side, opened the car door, and bent down to get in.

The Maybach started, turned around, and drove away.

Bai Jianwen waited until the car was out of sight before turning to look at Shen Qingshu beside her.

"This Miss Song seems to have a close relationship with Fu Siyan? And Xiao Nian'an doesn't seem to dislike her?"

"As long as they are safe and sound with Xiao Nian, that's all that matters."

"Oh, what a mess this is!" Bai Jianwen complained. "Fu Siyan kept dragging you along without getting a divorce, and I thought he cared about you a lot! But now that you're divorced, he immediately has a new woman by his side. This woman is obviously going to be Xiao Nian'an's stepmother!"

"Say less," Jiang Wenjin pulled his wife aside. "Don't you think A-Shu is worried enough?"

"I'm worried about Xiao Nian'an too. Look at the kind of women Fu Siyan used to be with. I'm worried that our Xiao Nian'an will be bullied by bad women!"

"Even if Fu Siyan is confused, he wouldn't wrong his own son."

"Forget it, you men will never understand us women! Humph!"

Bai Jianwen glared at Jiang Wenjin, then turned and pulled Shen Qingshu into the house.

Shen Qingshu stood at the door, gazing into the distance where the car had long since disappeared, her eyes filled with tears.

Jiang Wenjin shook her head, turned around, and went into the house.

…

On the way back with Xiao Nian'an, Song Lanyin was suddenly surrounded and forced to stop by three private cars.

This section of road happens to be relatively remote, making it suitable for committing nefarious acts.

Song Lanyin unbuckled her seatbelt and turned to Xiao Nian'an in the back seat, saying, "I'm going to get out of the car to say a few words to those uncles. You stay in the car and wait for me."

Xiao Nian'an nodded.

Song Lanyin selected the children's song channel, turned up the volume, and then got out of the car.

The car door closed and locked.

Several men in black got out of a private car and approached Song Lanyin.

Song Lanyin leaned against the car, arms crossed, glanced at the men with fierce expressions, and curled her red lips slightly, "Are you robbing me in broad daylight?"

The man in the lead frowned. "Is that Young Master Fu's son in the car?"

“Yes,” Song Lanyin scoffed. “So what?”

"Hand over the child."

"You think you can just hand it over like that?" Song Lanyin scoffed. "Wouldn't that make me lose face?"

"Then don't blame us for being impolite!"

Seeing that Song Lanyin was a woman, the men didn't take her seriously at all and pounced on her directly.

Song Lanyin narrowed her phoenix eyes and took the hairpin off her head—

The woman was incredibly fast; she used her hairpin to pierce the pressure points on the men's hands and feet, and in the blink of an eye, they all fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

Song Lanyin squatted down and slapped the face of the leading man with the hairpin in her hand. "Go back and tell your boss not to mess with my godson. I'm very protective of my own."

…

Fifteen minutes later, at Nanxi Mansion.

Song Lanyin parked the car in the garage.

She took Xiao Nian'an out of the car and put her on the ground.

"Go by yourself."

Xiao Nian'an glanced at her, her dark eyes shining.

Song Lanyin saw through the little guy's thoughts and raised an eyebrow, "Did you just see me fighting?"

Xiao Nian'an nodded.

Song Lanyin smiled and squatted down. "Want to learn?"

Xiao Nian'an nodded!

Why do you want to learn?

Xiao Nian'an frowned, and after a long while, she managed to squeeze out a single word, "Cool."

Song Lanyin was taken aback, then laughed in exasperation.

She gently pinched Xiao Nian'an's nose. "Kid, you look just like your robot dad!"

Xiao Nian'an blinked.

Song Lanyin got up and took Xiao Nian'an upstairs.

Just as Song Lanyin was about to knock on the door of the master bedroom on the second floor, the door opened.

Qin Yancheng came out from inside, his expression solemn.