Caught in a chaotic situation, she is doted on by six villainous sons.

Chapter 86 Stepmother's Belongings Stolen

Song Jinwei was kissed again, and her mind was completely blank, filled with nothing but Fu Qinian.

The next second, Fu Qinian ripped off the tie around his neck and blindfolded Song Jinwei. Song Jinwei was momentarily flustered and at a loss, but mostly blushed. She called out sweetly and coquettishly, "Brother Qinian~"

Little did she know that Fu Qinian's gaze at her at that moment was one of undisguised coldness and disgust.

Song Jinwei's lipstick was smudged, but instead of looking messy and beautiful, it looked sloppy and ugly.

Fu Qinian felt extremely nauseous. If he could, he would not only want to blindfold Song Jinwei but also cover her messy face.

Fortunately, Song Jinwei's body was not covered in any makeup or smears; she had delicate, fair skin, except for some fancy tattoos.

Fu Qinian was still able to eat it, albeit with difficulty.

He must keep Song Jinwei firmly under his control; having Song Jinwei's love alone is far from enough.

"Weiwei really wants you to marry me right now, and I want to have a baby with you that looks seven parts like you and three parts like me..."

Soon, the sounds of a man and woman making a messy, sticky noise came out. Yan Wenyu felt a wave of nausea and disgust creep up his spine. His stomach churned and he was overwhelmed by an unbearable wave of disgust.

He gagged, his face turned deathly pale, and stumbled out. He hadn't gone far when he knelt on one knee, his whole body trembling violently.

Seeing this, Xiang Rui immediately let out a sharp bang, shouting that something was wrong.

There is no doubt that Yan Wenyu has fallen ill.

The bodyguards immediately swarmed around Yan Wenyu, anxiously surrounding him, yet they dared not touch him casually.

Their attention was focused on Yan Wenyu, so they didn't notice the figure swaggering past them.

After the figure entered the restroom, he also heard the sounds between the man and woman. Tian Zhixia thought that if the other party was someone who could cause a sensation, she would be happy to collect this scoop. Unfortunately, she had no interest in ordinary adulterous couples.

Tian Zhixia quickly put the tissues Yan Wenyu had used into a transparent sealed bag. As she was about to leave, she kicked something.

She looked over immediately and found it was a lifelike wooden carving of a little boy with a bright and sunny smile, only two or three centimeters long and one centimeter wide.

At a glance, she recognized the pendant as something Yan Wenyu often carried with him. It had been captured on camera by many fans, who speculated that the wooden doll held some special meaning for Yan Wenyu that made him like it so much.

At that time, tens of millions of fans went crazy searching for links to the same item, only to find that it was one of a kind, unique.

Many manufacturers saw the business opportunity and produced counterfeit products, which were still wildly popular with fans, thus making a fortune.

Xiang Rui supported Yan Wenyu's arm and helped him up. "Brother Yu, hang in there. I'll take you to clean up right away." Yan Wenyu's illness required him to soak in clean water, just like a mermaid, only feeling alive in the water.

Water is a good thing; it can wash away all dirt and grime.

Yan Wenyu looked pained, as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling all over his body. He reached into his pocket for the pendant, but found nothing. The emptiness and panic he felt was even stronger than when he was having an attack. He frantically searched every place on his body where he could put the pendant, sweating profusely, but there was nothing there.

She shoved Xiang Rui away, forcing herself to stay rational and overcome the intense nausea as she rushed to the bathroom.

Just then, a woman in black, wearing a mask and a baseball cap and exuding an incongruous aura, hurriedly brushed past him.

Sensing that something was wrong with the woman, Yan Wenyu still went into the bathroom, his eyes bloodshot, frantically searching for the small wooden carving.

That wood carving was a gift from his stepmother; she said, "Xiao Yu should be happy."

Because he was always sullen and bored with everything, his stepmother specially carved a smiling face when she carved the small wooden sculpture.

Looking at the lifelike wooden sculpture that perfectly captured his childhood self, yet it was smiling, Yan Wenyu would always be lost in thought whenever he gazed at it.

He felt nostalgic, sentimental, pained, and regretful, but he couldn't find any joy.

He failed his stepmother's good intentions.

But without a stepmother, without a home, how can he be happy?

Now that even his stepmother's belongings, his only remaining memories, are gone, Yan Wenyu has completely lost his mind and is going crazy.

He clenched his fists, his expression fierce and furious, and charged forward. His bloodshot eyes were like those of a demon, filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted to devour the person who stole his little wooden carving alive. "Give it back to me—"

Accompanied by Yan Wenyu's earth-shattering roar that could annihilate everything, Tian Zhixia jumped in fright and instantly turned and ran.

Xiang Rui was also quite startled. Having followed Yan Wenyu for so many years, this was the first time he had ever seen Yan Wenyu so extremely angry. He realized how terrifying Yan Wenyu was, making one's heart tremble.

It's impossible that Xiang Rui and his bodyguards were blind enough not to see Tian Zhixia, a living person.

Xiang Rui, in particular, immediately recognized Tian Zhixia's identity. "It's that damned stalker paparazzi! Catch her! This time, we can't let her get away with it!"

Yan Wenyu was faster than Xiang Rui and the bodyguard.

If he is a cat, then Tian Zhixia is a mouse.

Tian Zhixia turned around and saw Yan Wenyu approaching her, her eyes widening in shock.

Yan Wenyu lunged at her with the sharpness of a hawk, but Tian Zhixia cunningly crouched down and rolled away. Yan Wenyu only managed to grab a baseball cap, which he then threw viciously at Tian Zhixia, striking her in the back.

The force was so strong that the baseball cap felt like a thick book, and Tian Zhixia let out a muffled groan.

She squeezed into the crowded theater, not daring to stop for a moment.

The appearance of Yan Wenyu and Xiang Rui's bodyguards instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.

Just then, Tian Zhixia shouted, looking extremely surprised and excited, "It's Yan Wenyu! Yan Wenyu came to watch the movie with us!!"

The moment these words were spoken, the room erupted in chaos.

Those who go to great lengths to snag early screening tickets are undoubtedly mostly die-hard fans of Yan Wenyu.

"Aaaaaah, Yan Wenyu!!!"

"Husband, it really is my husband, Yan Wenyu!!!"

The fans could no longer sit still; they had no interest in watching the movie anymore. As soon as one person moved, everyone moved, and they rushed frantically toward Yan Wenyu.

Xiang Rui looked alarmed, and the bodyguards surrounded Yan Wenyu tightly.

Tian Zhixia took the opportunity to escape.

Yan Wenyu's movements were restricted, and he could only stare intently at the direction Tian Zhixia had fled with bloodshot eyes.

Jiang Liwu noticed Tian Zhixia and recognized her as the paparazzi and stalker who had bumped into her in Haicheng.

Because of her, she was mistakenly identified as a perverted female hooligan who stole private items.

Jiang Liwu instructed Fu Siyue to stay and "take good care of Grandma."