Chapter 342: Whose Toy

Chapter 342: Chapter 342: Whose Toy

A Personal Guard in charge of protecting Sisi rushed in, his face full of regret as he reported, "Sir, I have failed. Sisi’s toy was stolen..."

Qin Tianxuan was furious. "There are four of you on guard duty in shifts, and you can’t even protect a child’s toy?"

The Personal Guard lowered his head. "The one who took it was a little boy, so we couldn’t get involved directly. We’ve already called his parents to handle it. The boy is very spoiled and insists the toy is his."

Qin Tianxuan’s expression softened slightly. "If it’s just a child who doesn’t know any better..."

Before he could finish, the little brat’s voice carried in from the courtyard. "The toy is mine! It’s mine! You stole my toy! Pah! You thief! Go on and cry! Cry all you want! My dad’s on his way!"

’So arrogant!’

He was just a brat, but his words were still infuriating to hear.

Qin Tianxuan frowned. "I’m going out to take a look."

Song Mingzhu quickly stopped him. "There’s no need. It’s just a toy. I’ll go talk to Sisi. If we have to, we can just buy her a new one."

It seemed completely inappropriate for Qin Tianxuan to get involved in such a trivial matter.

Song Mingzhu hurried outside and saw Sisi sitting on a stone bench to the side. Her pajamas were torn, and her little Hermès slippers were covered in mud.

Across from her, a brat of about nine years old held the toy pony in one hand and gestured with the other. "My dad is the head of a corporation, the boss of a big company! My grandpa is a government official, and my mom is a manager here... It’s no use crying, this toy is mine!"

The Night Emperor guards standing nearby were fuming. One of them sneered, "Why aren’t your parents here yet? We’re going to pull the camera footage right now and see what really happened!"

The brat scoffed. "I’m not scared. My family is rich. You think you can scare me? Fat chance!"

Song Mingzhu rushed over to Sisi and quietly asked what had happened.

Sisi bit her lip. "I was playing over by the seesaw. He said my pony was pretty and wanted to borrow it for a look, but then he wouldn’t give it back. When I went to get it, he pushed me down."

A guard nearby whispered, "We saw the whole thing. That’s exactly what happened. We didn’t do anything since he’s just a little kid!"

Song Mingzhu said quickly, "Thank you all. Please, don’t get physical. He’s just a child, after all. I’ll go talk to him."

She approached him with a gentle expression. "Young man, you’re a boy, and you’re older. You should act like a big brother. Could you give the toy back to us?"

The brat clutched the toy tightly. "It’s mine! I’m not giving it to you!"

Song Mingzhu frowned. "Then I’ll have to talk to your parents. This isn’t right. Your friends and teachers at school might even find out about this."

That made the brat angry!

No one had ever spoken to him like that before.

This brat, spoiled beyond belief, rolled his eyes, then suddenly bent down, grabbed a rock, and viciously threw it.

Song Mingzhu cried out in surprise as it struck her right in the forehead, drawing blood.

Who would have thought such a little brat could be so vicious?

The Personal Guards hurried over, their faces filled with shame. People from the Celestial Medicine Hall arrived as well and began dressing Song Mingzhu’s wound on the spot.

Now Song Mingzhu was furious. "Get his parents over here! I was ready to let him keep the toy, but now I have to know whose child is this ill-mannered."

From behind them, a sanatorium worker in his forties chuckled quietly. "I’d advise you not to provoke that kid."

"Why not?" Song Mingzhu snapped.

The worker chuckled. "Who here doesn’t know he’s the little tyrant of this place? His maternal grandfather is Shangdu’s former Governor Jin! His mother is the vice-president of our sanatorium, and his father is no small name either—the chairman of Shangdu’s Celestial Union Financial Group. That family basically owns this sanatorium. Anyone who runs into him here just has to accept their bad luck."

Hah. What an impressive family.

Qin Tianxuan strode out of the courtyard and waved to his Personal Guards. "Go get the surveillance footage! I want to see for myself just how ’impressive’ this family is!"

The guards bowed and departed.

Just then, a Rolls-Royce Phantom arrogantly pulled up. A furious roar came from the car while it was still a distance away: "Who’s bullying my son? Do you know who owns this sanatorium?"

The car stopped, and a large, fat man swaggered out. He immediately hugged the little brat. "Son, are you okay? Tell me, which blind fool bullied you?"

The little brat winked in Sisi’s direction, then put on an Oscar-worthy performance, bursting into tears.

Without a single tear falling, he rubbed his eyes until they were red. Finally, the brat pointed at Song Mingzhu. "Dad, that nasty woman was about to hit me! Good thing I was fast and fought her off with a rock!"

The fat man flew into a rage, his eyes wide as he rolled up his sleeves.

Song Mingzhu, holding her forehead, patiently explained, "I didn’t lay a finger on your son. He’s the one who suddenly picked up a rock and hit me!"

The fat man sneered. "Bullshit! My son is only nine, what does he know? And there are quite a few of you here! Do you take me, Zhou, for a fool?"

He shouted as he pulled out his phone to call for backup.

Soon, a middle-aged woman in a uniform and glasses appeared, carrying herself with an imposing air.

She was followed by the sanatorium’s professional security guards, and her gaze was stern.

"Honey, someone’s bullying our precious boy!" the fat man scurried over to her.

The woman immediately lowered her voice. "Find out what happened. You know what our son is like. I see someone’s injured?"

The fat man was dismissive and called his precious son over. "What really happened? Mom and Dad are here to back you up! Speak boldly! I’d like to see who dares to cause trouble!"

The little brat’s eyes darted around as he clutched the pony doll tightly.

Then he raised his hand and pointed at Sisi. "That bad girl stole my toy! I snatched it back, and then she started crying shamelessly and called her parents."

Hmm?

Only then did the fat man notice the toy.

The woman’s brow furrowed, and she walked right over. "Sweetheart, who bought you this?"

Both husband and wife recognized it—it was a luxury toy from Hermès.

The brat had been spoiled his whole life and had to have any nice thing he saw. In reality, this kind of doll was more for girls, but he just had to possess it. He lied without a second thought, "Grandpa bought it for me!"

At that moment, Qin Tianxuan took a step forward and said coolly, "A squabble between children is no big deal. But now your son is falsely accusing someone of theft. That is a big deal. It’s simple: make a phone call and ask if you really bought this toy!"

Song Mingzhu also gritted her teeth. "A friend gave that to my daughter as a gift! It’s worth 500,000 yuan! I can get the receipt from her to show you!"

’This is bad!’

The fat man and the woman exchanged a look. It seemed their son was up to his old tricks again.

"They can afford a 500,000-yuan toy and they’re staying at this sanatorium. They must have some connections!" the fat man whispered. "Why don’t we just apologize and give it back?"

The woman glared. "Look how many people are watching us! Can I afford to lose this much face?"

"Then what do we do?" the fat man asked helplessly.

The woman sneered. "I’ll check their background first! Didn’t you hear? The toy was a gift! From the looks of them, they don’t seem powerful."

As the vice-president, she immediately pulled up their records and laughed. "They’re staying in Zone C. Not an official, not some tycoon." When she saw the information from the front gate registration, her smile grew even more scornful. "The man left an out-of-town phone number and was held up by security for ages. He’s clearly just some hick."

With that, the couple was completely at ease.

The woman whirled around, a contemptuous sneer on her face. "Let me just ask you one thing: can your family even afford a toy like this?!"

She raised her head proudly. "This is a limited-edition Hermès toy. It’s not something you can get just by having a little money. This rainbow pony... everyone in the entire city, no matter who they are, has to fight to buy it!"

Qin Tianxuan was speechless. "What exactly are you trying to say?"

The fat man quickly cut in, "Don’t you get it? We’re the only ones who can afford something like this. You people? I’m afraid you don’t have what it takes!"

’They’re using a stupid toy to feel superior?’

Song Mingzhu sneered on the spot. "Fine, let’s have the Police Department handle it. A 500,000-yuan toy is a valuable item. This is no longer a small matter!"

The woman and the fat man across from them were furious. "How dare you! Men, restrain this family of thieves!"

The security guards the couple had brought with them moved forward menacingly.

The woman, even more aggressive, put her hands on her hips and yelled, "Everyone, come and see! Two adults bullying a little child, stealing my son’s toy, and now they want to call the police! How ridiculous!"