"I don't care, you're taking advantage of me anyway."
Su Mojin flatly refused to admit it and started using the exclusive skill of women being unreasonable.
Lin Yan's nose twitched. He got up and pinned Su Mojin beneath him. Staring into her eyes, he said with a sly smile,
"Since you say I'm taking advantage of you, and I've already done so, why not take a little more?"
Su Mojin's hair was scattered across the sofa. Looking at Lin Yan's aggressive gaze, she parted her red lips, not daring to continue her impudence.
It was still broad daylight... she was afraid...
Looking at his adorable little wife beneath him, Lin Yan, though tempted to savor the moment, eventually let go and slowly got up. This little girl was too presumptuous; he would have to punish her severely tonight!
Su Mojin got up from the sofa, gently tidied the messy strands of hair at her forehead with her hand, and leaned back into Lin Yan's embrace. Threatened by Lin Yan, the little girl was much more obedient this time.
After getting up, before the movie could continue, Lin Yan's phone rang. He took out his phone and pressed the answer button.
"Okay, I understand. Keep an eye on the person, I'll be down shortly."
Tucking his phone into his pocket, Lin Yan stood up from the sofa.
"I have something to attend to downstairs."
Seeing Lin Yan's demeanor, Su Mojin didn't ask further. She got up from the sofa, helped Lin Yan straighten his slightly disheveled clothes, and gave him a light kiss on the lips.
"Mhm, come back soon."
When Su Mojin saw Lin Yan's expression, she knew something had happened. She didn't pry but simply reminded him to return early.
"What's this? You were just complaining about me taking advantage of you, and now you're throwing yourself at me? Wait up, I'll be right back."
Lin Yan smiled, pinched Su Mojin's cheek, and without waiting for her reply, turned and left the sixth floor.
In a warehouse in a corner of the racetrack, the warehouse was not large but extremely well-hidden. Situated in a corner of the racetrack, it was surrounded by weeds and half-embedded in the ground, resembling a cellar.
Yang Tianming, leading over twenty bodyguards, guarded the place. Upon seeing Lin Yan, Yang Tianming respectfully greeted him.
"Young Master, the person is inside, but his mental state seems to be problematic. He doesn't appear normal."
Mental problems? Standing at the entrance and hearing Yang Tianming's words, Lin Yan was somewhat confused. Could Song Botao have gone insane?
With a hint of curiosity, Yang Tianming pushed open the door and led Lin Yan inside.
"Lin Yan, I'm going to kill you, skin you alive! May you die a terrible death!"
"Lin Yan! I'm going to kill you!"
As soon as the warehouse door opened, Song Botao's howling from inside erupted, piercing and filled with a roaring intensity.
Catching the slightly damp air in the warehouse, Lin Yan frowned. He glanced at Song Botao, who was lying on the ground with bloodshot eyes. Had this guy become obsessed with hating him?
"He's been howling in here for over an hour. He stopped once for about five minutes," Yang Tianming said to Lin Yan, turning his head as he looked at the vociferously screaming Song Botao. His tone carried a hint of helplessness. The soundproofing in this warehouse was mediocre, and they, standing guard at the entrance, could hear Song Botao's cries.
Screaming for an hour, this likely meant he had indeed gone insane.
Lin Yan looked at Song Botao. Unexpectedly, upon seeing Lin Yan, Song Botao's shouting suddenly ceased, and he became instantly calm.
This behavior made Lin Yan, who had been convinced Song Botao was insane, suspect that he might be faking it.
"Lin Yan, I'll kill you!"
Alright, he wasn't faking it. He was truly insane!
"Call me again when he's better."
Lin Yan had initially intended to talk with Song Botao, but now that the man was in this state, even if he wanted to talk, it would be impossible.
"Understood, Young Master!"
Closing the warehouse door and instructing someone to keep a close watch on Song Botao, Lin Yan prepared to return to his little wife.
"Young Master, something has happened to the Chen family. Miss Chen has come to you for help."
Before Lin Yan could even step into the office building, Li Wei ran over from a distance again.
One wave had barely subsided before another storm brewed. Lin Yan rubbed his temples. This day was truly filled with events!
He never expected being a young master to be so tiring.
"Young Master Lin, you must save my father!"
In an office within the building, if Su Mojin hadn't been holding her, Chen Qianqian would have almost knelt before Lin Yan.
"Young Master Lin, my father was arrested because of your family. Please don't abandon him!"
Looking at Lin Yan, who sat on the sofa without moving or showing any expression, Chen Qianqian feared that Lin Yan would simply give up on her father.
"How long has your father been missing?"
After a minute of silence, Lin Yan spoke.
"As of now, it hasn't been a full hour."
Chen Qianqian thought for a moment. She had flown from Jinmen to Kyoto as soon as she received her father's message to find the Lin family. The flight took about twenty minutes, so it hadn't been an hour yet.
"One hour."
Lin Yan murmured the time in his mind. If it was only an hour, there might still be time.
Chen Qianqian gazed intently at Lin Yan, a hint of tears in her eyes. At this moment, she no longer cared how handsome this man was or how charming he was. What mattered to her was whether he would save her father.
Lin Yan sat on the sofa, deep in thought. Chen Shenglong was now essentially his subordinate, and he had been arrested by the Song family because of Lin Yan's parents. He could save him, but the question was how.
He had Song Botao in hand. Exchange him for Chen Shenglong? Forget it. Lin Yan wouldn't engage in such a foolish transaction.
"Find a way to contact Song Yi!"
Lin Yan felt it was time to meet the Song family patriarch. Perhaps they weren't the ones who should be anxious; Song Yi should be more worried about his missing son than anyone else.
The phone rang for a while. As soon as the other end picked up, Li Wei held the phone and brought it closer to Lin Yan, who was sitting on the sofa.
Lin Yan sat on the sofa while Su Mojin comforted Chen Qianqian beside him.
With her parents kidnapped, Chen Qianqian's tears flowed uncontrollably, like an endless stream. Even with tissues, she couldn't wipe them all away, her snot and tears pooling on the floor.
"Lin Yan, what have you done with my son?"
As soon as the call was connected, Song Yi's voice came through, cold with a hint of anger. Although Song Yi suppressed it well, Lin Yan could still detect it.
"Mr. Song, it's best to speak courteously. What does your son's situation have to do with me? If he's missing, shouldn't you send people to look for him yourself?"
Lin Yan picked up the water on the table, took a sip, and said calmly.
"Hmph, Lin Yan, is it? While I don't know how you found out about my son being transferred to a different hospital, you dare to say you have nothing to do with my son's disappearance?"
Song Yi on the other end of the line chuckled. A junior, daring to play coy with him.
"I dare to say it, why wouldn't I? Why would your son's disappearance have anything to do with me? Perhaps he just wandered off, or maybe he accidentally fell in while using the restroom, it's not impossible!"
Putting down the cup, Lin Yan started to quibble.