Quick Transmigration: Drama Queen's Daily Life-Chapter 954 - 943: The Villain Mom’s Little One

"Qiu, don’t be afraid. I’ll protect you," said the young Yang Zijun, voice trembling.

"I’m not afraid." Ye Qiu’s clear voice echoed in the small carriage, "Brother Jun, you shouldn’t be afraid either. Uncle and the others won’t hurt us."

"Kid, how do you know we won’t hurt you? We are kidnappers, and kidnappers have no emotions," one of the three kidnappers, the youngest, stared at her, trying to intimidate her.

Ye Qiu, however, was exceedingly innocent: "Because I saw on TV that bad guys tie people up and blindfold them when they catch them. Brother Jun and I are not tied up, so you uncles are definitely not bad guys. You must have a reasonable cause."

"What does a little kid know about a reasonable cause?" scoffed the middle-aged man who had grabbed Yang Zijun into the car, "Let me be honest with you, this little boy’s dad owes us wages, we’ve hit rock bottom, and we planned to kidnap him to make his dad pay."

"Impossible." This time Yang Zijun spoke first, his small face full of stubbornness, "My dad would never withhold employee wages."

"Impossible?" The man’s eyes filled with a fierce light, "See this leg of mine? I got injured on the construction site, and your dad not only didn’t pay the wages, but he didn’t even take responsibility for the injury. I’m forced into this; if we can’t have a good time, neither can you, all because you’re your dad’s son!"

"Uncle, if your wages were withheld, why not go to the police? I heard from Mom that now no boss dares to withhold wages," Ye Qiu looked up at him.

"What do you understand? We... we all have criminal records. We didn’t sign any contract, and the construction site manager said if we reported it to the police, he would say we got injured from fighting ourselves. Anyway, the boss Yang Tai has connections, if we report to the police, we’ll just get arrested again."

"Uncle, the Uncle Yang I know isn’t like that. Someone must have deceived you. Uncle Yang is very nice; why not give me the phone, and I’ll let Uncle Yang talk to you directly, okay?" Ye Qiu puffed her cheeks and said earnestly.

"Nice person?" The kidnapper sneered, "Of course, you upper-class people are nice to your own kind. I’ve stopped trusting anyone. I’ll make the call, but not at this time. I definitely want him to taste the feeling of anxiety."

"But my mom and dad will also be worried." Ye Qiu looked dejected, "Uncle, can’t I just call to let them know I’m safe? I promise I won’t say too much."

"The kid is quite brave." The young man from before let out a light laugh, "You’re wasting your effort, just sit quietly, don’t say much, and don’t play tricks."

"Uncle, Brother Jun and I are hungry, when can we eat?" Ye Qiu blinked with her big eyes and said cutely, "Don’t worry, we’re not picky eaters, we’ll eat whatever you eat."

People tend to soften towards pretty children, especially a cute and bold little girl like Ye Qiu. The three of them all had criminal records. Though their brows didn’t carry evil qi, they had never endeared themselves to children before, even their own kids who were somewhat scared of them due to long absences.

But this little girl in front of them was different. Even though she was kidnapped, she wasn’t afraid and boldly spoke to them, asking them for food.

"Gangzi, go buy some food," the Middle-aged Man lit a cigarette and looking at Ye Qiu, said.

"Thank you, Uncle." Ye Qiu immediately tilted her head and smiled at him. In her eyes, the Middle-aged Man saw a hint of closeness. His hand holding the cigarette paused, and he remained silent, his gaze drifting far away.

He too had a daughter, but ever since he went to prison and the child’s mother divorced him, they grew distant. Even after he came out to see her, she was resistant.

He didn’t blame his daughter; he was the one who made mistakes, even implicating her, preventing her from working in public institutions. So he worked hard, desperately earning money to make up for what he had lost.

Who knew he would encounter a heartless boss? His gaze sharpened, squinted at Yang Zijun.

Yang Zijun was startled by his sudden fierce look and shrank behind Ye Qiu.

"Uncle, are you thinking of something unhappy? Don’t be unhappy, how about I sing you a song? I sing very well," Ye Qiu moved in front of Yang Zijun and said.

Yang Zijun felt ashamed of his fear seeing brave Ye Qiu, but this kidnapper’s eyes were truly terrifying, how was Ye Qiu not scared?

Ye Qiu was truly kind, even protecting him in this situation.

"Walking on a rural path, the herdsman’s song echoes..." The clear childlike voice arose, pulling the Middle-aged Man’s thoughts back to the past.

He was born in the countryside, a cowherd boy as a child. His family was the poorest in the village. Later, after marrying and having a daughter, the daughter relied on him. While he worked in the fields, the daughter sat at the edge, with an old cow grazing not far away.

How did he end up on a path of no return? Because he was poor, other children in the village didn’t want to play with his daughter. One day she cried after being pelted with mud, and he vowed never to let her be ridiculed again.

Unfortunately, he took the wrong path, seeking shortcuts for a better life for his daughter and was captured, causing his daughter to be even more ostracized until his wife left him and moved away from the village before it got a little better.

"All the loneliness and sorrow, drift away with the evening breeze, forgotten on a rural path." His memories ended, and the song finished just in time. For a moment, the Middle-aged Man was dazed, thinking had he committed another crime, would it implicate his daughter again? Would she forgive him?

"Uncle, did you enjoy my song? My dad said, my songs are the most beautiful," Ye Qiu said.

The Middle-aged Man remembered his daughter’s beautiful singing too. Last time he visited her, she said she was entering a singing contest, would the media find out she has a criminal father?

The Middle-aged Man’s hand trembled, looked at Yang Zijun with a very solemn gaze.

If the daughter gets found out to have such a father, surely she’d be ridiculed, but he found out now that society, no matter what you dare, needs money. Being a celebrity makes money but also costs a lot.

The daughter needs to buy instruments, dresses, and ingratiate herself with judges, how could she do it without money?

At worst, after this is over, he would die, media ever so harsh, surely wouldn’t blame a dead man.

Xia Shian was very excited now, unsure what to do?

She knew the best was to call the police right now, but she feared the glory would all credit the police. She told herself it’s fine, with her good luck, she’s certain she could safely bring out the little Crown Prince of Pengcheng.