The Qin family had been kidnapped?
Could it have been that Brother Ze?
The answer seemed obvious.
Qin Shi smiled.
His master was a discharged veteran who'd served time, and his "eldest senior brother" might be a ruthless kidnapper.
He was a law-abiding, well-behaved student—practically a husky that had wandered into a wolf pack.
"Sister Yun, the Yancheng Qin Family is so powerful. How could someone still kidnap their son?"
Qin Shi smiled shyly, trying to get on her good side.
Based on his experience over the past decade or so, most of the time all he had to do was speak sweetly and act a little eager. It was hard for women to feel wary of him, especially older sisters or aunties.
In the old movies they showed at the video parlor on Old Factory Street, this sort of guy was usually called a "housewife killer."
Add the natural charm of his job as a server, and the effect doubled.
"Oh, the little guy knows how to flatter people."
Chen Yun shot an oblique glance at Lin Yunqing, whose face was full of displeasure, then deliberately moved a little closer.
"The vast sea of stars is full of all kinds of people. Not everyone cares more about their family background and status than anything else. Little Brother Qin, never underestimate how ruthless desperadoes can be. When they go crazy, they'll do anything.
"Years ago, the only son of Xiangzhou's richest man was also kidnapped. The Sheng family paid a fortune to hire top experts in mental cultivation. They searched tens of thousands of miles around before finally pinpointing the target and rescuing him."
Lin Yunqing wanted to bare her teeth and bite Chen Yun hard.
"Hey, hey! You can talk without sitting so close, you know!
"If you keep