Yan Zi Tong thought to himself that this woman was truly wicked.
Not only did she kill his scumbag father, but now she was hiring internet trolls to try and kill him.
Did she think this could break him?
He was far more powerful than that scumbag father. Lin Qian wouldn't be able to get rid of him that easily.
For a long time, Yan Zi Tong had wanted to defeat Fu Yan Ting, but he never had the chance. Fu Yan Ting was always stronger than Yan Zi Tong, making him extremely resentful. However, he was still no match for Fu Yan Ting.
Now, a rare opportunity had finally presented itself. Fu Yan Ting's negotiation with Lin Qian had failed, and he was lying in a hospital bed, injured. Yan Zi Tong, on the other hand, was standing here perfectly fine. Yan Zi Tong was undoubtedly unwilling to accept this and must have wanted to spar with Fu Yan Ting.
With his own efforts, Yan Zi Tong shifted the focus online entirely onto Lin Qian, leaving the trolls who supported her speechless.
After finishing these matters, Yan Zi Tong heard a knock on the door. A servant went to open it and saw Lin Qian. The servant said, "Madam, the master hasn't been home for days, and the madam isn't home either. Is there something you need?"
Regarding the news of Fu Yan Ting's accident, Yan Xi had instructed the servants to keep their mouths shut tightly and not let anyone know.
Therefore, seeing Lin Qian, the servant instinctively concealed the truth.
Originally, the servant wanted to call Lin Qian "Old Madam" and Yan Xi "Madam," but Lin Qian was displeased, thinking the servant was making her sound old. The servant, helpless, could only call her "Madam" and Yan Xi "Wife."
Indeed, when Lin Qian heard the servant's words, she couldn't help but frown and said indifferently, "I'm not here to see them."
Without waiting for the servant to react, she adopted the demeanor of the mistress of the house and strode inside.
The servant came back to her senses and stepped forward, looking at Lin Qian and couldn't help but kindly remind her, "Madam, the master dislikes outsiders entering without permission. If you have any matters..." you could wait until the master and madam return.
"Am I an outsider? Who are you, and who am I? What right do you have to question me?"
Lin Qian retorted angrily at the servant's words.
The servant was unable to say what she had originally intended to.
Lin Qian strode in boldly. Upon seeing Yan Zi Tong, Lin Qian suddenly squatted down, adopting the attitude of a loving elder, and patted Yan Zi Tong's head.
Yan Zi Tong impatiently dodged.
Yan Zi Tong hated it the most when people touched his hair, especially this wicked woman.
Yan Zi Tong's attitude was naturally poor, and he yelled, "Don't touch me."
Lin Qian was surprised to be disliked by a child.
Indeed, children raised by uncultured people are also uncultured.
Although Lin Qian was unhappy inwardly, she did not show it on her face.
Lin Qian patiently coaxed him, "Be a good boy. I'm your grandmother. Didn't your father ever mention me?"
An old hag, why would I mention you?
Yan Zi Tong thought to himself. Although he thought this in his heart, he did not show it in front of Lin Qian.
Lin Qian could naturally tell what Yan Zi Tong was thinking from his reaction.
Lin Qian was not angry.
She sized up Yan Zi Tong and after a moment, said, "Your father is injured and hospitalized. Your mother is busy taking care of him at the hospital and doesn't have time for you. Come home with Grandma, and Grandma will take care of you."
Upon hearing this, Yan Zi Tong's lips twitched. Did she think he was a three-year-old child who could be lured away with candy?
Yan Zi Tong wanted to see what Lin Qian was up to.
So, with an expression of "innocent naivety," he looked at Lin Qian and said, "Okay, Grandma."
The servant beside them quickly sent a message to Yan Xi, reporting Yan Zi Tong and Lin Qian's conversation verbatim.
Yan Xi was still by Fu Yan Ting's bedside in the hospital room. Upon seeing the message, Yan Xi excitedly stood up from her chair.
Yan Xi knew what kind of person Lin Qian was.
Now, Lin Qian must be deliberately kidnapping Yan Zi Tong to threaten Fu Yan Ting or herself.
It's just that Yan Zi Tong was too young to distinguish right from wrong, so he readily agreed when she coaxed him.
Yan Xi's face turned extremely grim. She put away her phone and rushed out impatiently. Lin Nan had not yet arrived at the hospital, so Yan Xi left after greeting a nurse.
Yan Xi was restless the entire way, worried that Lin Qian would take Yan Zi Tong away. She ran through countless red lights.
Until she reached the entrance of the Fu family mansion, Yan Xi parked her car and quickly got out. Upon returning home, she saw the servant and asked, "Auntie, where is Zi Tong?"
"Madam, you're a step too late. The young master has been taken away by Madam."
The servant reported the entire incident to Yan Xi. After speaking, the servant couldn't help but add, "Madam, I did my best, but you know, I'm just a servant. I don't have a say in front of the masters."
Yan Xi's face was beyond grim.
She clenched her fists tightly.
Yan Xi could tolerate how Lin Qian treated her and Fu Yan Ting on a daily basis, but Yan Zi Tong was still just a child.
Lin Qian wouldn't even spare a child, and a chill emanated from Yan Xi.
Regardless of Lin Qian's relationship with Fu Yan Ting.
Regardless of whether Fu Yan Ting would blame Yan Xi, as long as Lin Qian dared to harm Yan Zi Tong in the slightest, Yan Xi would never forgive Lin Qian.
At this moment, in a high-end club, Han Ming Xuan looked at the mastermind behind the mysterious organization and said, "Old Sir, I heard that Fu Yan Ting is injured and hospitalized. It's really funny, isn't he very capable? How did he get injured? Where are his bodyguards? Why didn't they protect him?"
The old man glanced at Han Ming Xuan and said lightly, "Those are not within your purview. When will you be able to finish off Fu Yan Ting?"
"Is it not simple to make Fu Yan Ting die? There's no need to waste time, I can send him to the king of hell for tea anytime."
Hearing Han Ming Xuan's words, the mysterious organization's boss snorted, "You're just being boastful. For so many years, you've always talked about how to kill Fu Yan Ting, but every time I paved the way for you, not only did you fail to harm him, but you ended up hurting yourself, even this promotion."
Facing the old man's blunt retort, Han Ming Xuan's face turned extremely ugly, but he quickly adjusted his demeanor, his eyes flashing with a terrifying ferocity.
He whispered something in the old man's ear.
The old man glanced at Han Ming Xuan coldly and asked lightly, "Are you sure you can handle this matter properly this time?"