The housekeeper put the note in front of Qin Nanyu. He stopped himself from saying the young master only ran off to fight his dad.

After all, few kids could stand a dad who didn’t make their wish come true. He even got a beating too.

Now, the kid was rebelling.

“Let me see.”

Qin Nanyu picked up the note. His brows pinched together at the handwriting.

How dare he write a letter with such pathetic handwriting?

“I, Qin Morui, am four-years-old.” Qin Nanyu read the note and stopped.

Is this a letter of complaint or self-introduction? The name is written correctly, but the handwriting is very poor.

Qin Nanyu smiled coldly and kept reading, “I have a dad, I don’t like him.”

This needs to be changed to “We dislike each other.”

“I’m leaving and never coming back!” The kid didn’t know how to write “leaving”, so he drew a foot, and an ugly one too.

The foot was followed by a string of black dots and lines, or what the housekeeper called a drawing.

The housekeeper didn’t understand, but Qin Nanyu knew that his son was cursing him in morse code.

The cursing was heart-felt; the boy used all of the bad words he knew.

The boy was quite a character.

Qin Nanyu tossed the note aside and picked up his phone to call his assistant, continuing to work. His calm demeanor made it seem as if he didn’t know his son had run away from home.

“Sir, aren’t you going to look for him? He’s so young, what if he got lost?” The housekeeper rubbed his hands together, his eyes showing his worry.

In the eyes of everyone, the young master was too smart for a kid, but he was only 4-years-old, and he looked like an angel, if he ran into strangers, or worse, a bad guy…

The housekeeper was very concerned. He wanted to make the decision for Qin Nanyu and go look for the boy.

“Why worry? He doesn’t want his dad, so let him go see this world without a dad. He can come home… or not.” Qin Nanyu hung up. He crumpled up the note and tossed it into the trash can.

This kid is nothing but trouble.

Is he the only one who dislikes his dad?

Well, he doesn’t want him either, a son who doesn’t act cute and only has tantrums.

If he wants to leave, he can go and stay out.

“Sir, this won’t do. Even if you don’t care about the young master, think of your grandfather. You know his great-grandson is his favorite. If he found out the young master had left home, he’d have a heart attack!”

The housekeeper admonished in an anxious tone.

Hearing this, Qin Nanyu’s eyes flickered, his expression changing slightly.

His grandfather was elderly and had a heart condition, he couldn’t handle any shocking news.

The housekeeper’s words weren’t an exaggeration.

Qin Nanyu put down his work and rubbed the space between his eyes. Tamping down his temper, he asked, “When did he disappear?”

“Just an hour ago. The nanny brought food for him around that time, and he was drawing at the desk…” The housekeeper glanced at the note in the trash can and stopped talking.

The boy wasn’t drawing, he was writing a complaint about his dad.

Qin Nanyu stood up and walked out with his cell phone. The housekeeper followed and added, “Sir, should we have the bodyguard look? The young master shouldn’t have gone far in just an hour.”