My Dragon Baby and Billionaire Husband-Chapter 596: The Eighth Little Dragon Cub, Xi Lei! 2
"Still thinner than you!"
Bo Fengyin picked up another piece, but not for herself. Instead, she reached out to feed Ye Nianbai.
Since the night Ye Nianbai protected Bo Fengyin during a thunderstorm, Bo Fengyin had been utterly won over by him and thought of him whenever she had anything good.
Ye Shen’s patience was the first to run out. "Sister-in-law," he said, "why don’t you make another call to ask when they will arrive, or if something happened on the road? It’s already dark. Could it be because the child can’t find where the palace is? With my temper, if I can’t see the child soon, I’ll go mad!"
Even though there were already so many little dragons at home, the thought of having a new nephew still excited Ye Shen immensely!
He was even more excited than if he were becoming a father himself!
But after waiting excitedly for hours, he still couldn’t meet his new nephew. How could anyone bear it?
Ye Xinguang could no longer wait either and asked, "Mingjing, make another call. Check whether the child is traveling by water or air, whether by plane or submarine. It’s best to also ask if the child has a mobile phone. Maybe the child has arrived but can’t reach us?"
Si Mingjing nodded and dialed Xi Jinrong again to ask for the child’s mobile number.
Xi Jinrong was surprised. "They still haven’t arrived?"
After giving Xiaolei’s mobile number, Xi Jinrong hung up and then made a call to his nephew. Unexpectedly, the call did not go through.
Xi Jinrong then called the accompanying guards, but those calls did not go through either.
Xi Jinrong immediately had people check their submarine. The result of the search? Communications were lost.
Xi Jinrong broke out in a cold sweat. What was going on?
After receiving Xiaolei’s mobile number, Si Mingjing also tried calling the child, naturally without any success.
Xi Jinrong quickly called back. "Little sister, there’s something I need to tell you, but first, you must promise not to panic."
Yet Xi Jinrong’s voice had already betrayed his nervousness.
Si Mingjing’s voice turned cold. "Speak up. Has something happened to Xiaolei?"
Xi Jinrong said, "The submarine has lost contact, and I can’t reach anyone on their phones. I’m looking into it. Don’t be anxious for now."
It wasn’t Si Mingjing who was anxious now, but Xi Jinrong himself!
This was the child he had raised from infancy. Now that contact was lost, his mind felt like it was about to explode.
The deep sea is a vast and unknown, dangerous environment where anything could happen. Being from an oceanic people, Xi Jinrong wasn’t usually worried, but accidents were unpredictable. People on land think flying is safe, yet there are times when planes lose contact, so it’s always the unforeseen one fears.
Mo Yinhe stood up from the sofa, his face grim. "What happened?"
"Xi Jinrong said Xiaolei’s submarine has lost contact."
Mo Yinhe: "!!!"
Mo Yinhe strode to Si Mingjing’s side. He was fuming, but the thought of the child’s unknown whereabouts forced him to calm down. "Ask him," he said, "in which sea region did they lose contact?"
Over the phone, Xi Jinrong said, "In the public waters between Mu Continent and Atlantis. I’ll send you the coordinates from just before we lost contact. He’s been out of touch for hours now. Damn it, I can’t believe I only found out just now."
Mo Yinhe roared at Xi Jinrong on the other end of the phone, "You should be damned! If anything happens to my son, I won’t let you off! Send me their last known coordinates, now!"
Without delay, Xi Jinrong hung up and immediately sent the coordinates to Si Mingjing.
Now that the child was missing, Xi Jinrong was anxious too. An extra person searching meant a better chance of finding him sooner.
Seeing the coordinates Xi Jinrong had sent, Mo Yinhe clasped Si Mingjing’s wrist. "Let’s go," he said. "We’re going to find our child."
"Daddy, Little Master wants to go too."
Ye Nianbai scampered up to follow them.
Mo Yinhe turned around and glared at his son. "Stay at home! Don’t go anywhere!"
Ye Shen rushed over and hugged Ye Nianbai. "My little ancestor, now’s not the time for you to add to the chaos."
"Little Master is not adding to the chaos! Little Master is going to find his brother!"
At the same time, Bo Fengyin, Ye Jingzhe, and Gu Shurong were already toddling after them.
"My little ancestors..."
Ye Shen tried to stop them but couldn’t, so he had no choice but to carry Ye Nianbai and follow.
When Sheng Liangliang and Yun Xiaosu also wanted to go, thankfully the others reacted quickly and managed to hold the two children back, preventing them from going out.
Mo Yinhe strode towards the helipad, already on the phone deploying the naval units closest to the area of the incident to investigate.
Halfway there, Si Mingjing suddenly said, "Wait for me, I’m going to grab the first-aid kit."
I don’t know what happened to my son... what if he needs medical attention...
Mo Yinhe nodded. "Good, I’ll wait for you at the helipad."
Si Mingjing sprinted towards the East Garden of the palace. She fetched the medical kit, packed some emergency medication, and then hurried to the helipad with the bag on her back.
By the time she reached the helipad and boarded the flying saucer-like aircraft, Ye Nianbai, Bo Fengyin, Ye Jingzhe, and Gu Shurong—the four Little Dragon cubs—were already on board, watched over by Ye Shen.
As soon as Si Mingjing boarded, the aircraft took off.
Xi Jinrong had sent a photo of Xiaolei. He really bore a striking resemblance to Bo Fengyin; only a red dot between his eyebrows perfectly distinguished the two.
And then there was that non-mainstream, fiery-red, instant-noodle-like hairstyle, an aesthetic Mo Yinhe couldn’t bear to look at directly.
Are my child and I already separated by a generation gap? Is this hairstyle even good-looking?
I completely don’t get what’s appealing about this hairstyle or this hair color. Did the hairstylist who did his hair graduate from an instant noodle factory?
Si Mingjing also grimaced at the sight, the corner of her eye twitching. She wished she could immediately find a barber to dye his hair back.
The urgent matter, however, was not to critique the child’s hairstyle but to find him.
Mo Yinhe pulled up the undersea terrain map of the incident area. With a gloomy face, he analyzed, "There are no undersea mountains or canyons nearby, nor is it a known dangerous area for undercurrents. We can likely rule out a simple submarine accident."
Si Mingjing also forced herself to calm down. She nodded. "Yes, Xi Jinrong told me the submarine sent no distress signal before contact was lost. Although they’re out of reach for now, it doesn’t necessarily mean there’s been an accident. Besides, there are more than twenty loyal guards with them. If something truly happened, they would definitely protect the child."
Only Ye Shen, sitting beside them, poured cold water on their hopes. "Big brother, sister-in-law, don’t be too quick to reassure yourselves. I just found out this area has had several submarines go missing before. It’s been reported in the undersea news, and those lost submarines were never found."
Mo Yinhe shot him a cold glare. "Shut up!"
At this moment, little Bo Fengyin suddenly said, "Daddy, I know! I’ve been there before! I might know where my brother is!"
