SBCEJM -Chapter 149 The Fake Blind Man Suffers as a “Dad”! The Young Masters’ Happy “Second Home”

Chu Tiankuo led Feng Zeyan and the group into the inner courtyard.

A night breeze brushed through the phoenix trees, rustling softly.

The entire courtyard was eerily silent.

Just as Chu Tiankuo was about to speak—

【It’s over! We’re already a step too late!】

A sudden system alert echoed in Feng Zeyan’s mind.

Feng Zeyan frowned. 【What? They’ve already succeeded? That fast?】

Chu Tiankuo’s expression changed instantly upon hearing this inner voice.

Without another word, he rushed toward the side hall!

Li Yong and the yamen officers followed closely, hands on their sword hilts, bodies tense.

The door was violently pushed open with a creak.

Chu Tiankuo immediately looked toward the large bed.

His six-year-old son, Chu Xingyao, was sound asleep—his little face rosy, a bit of drool at the corner of his mouth, clearly sleeping deeply.

Chu Tiankuo finally let out a breath.

Good—Xingyao is safe.

Then he turned toward the small bed beside it.

Empty.

The baby he had spent fifty taels of silver to buy was gone!

The wet nurse and three maids lay scattered on the floor, unconscious.

Their expressions were peaceful, breathing steady—clearly drugged.

“Damn it!”

Chu Tiankuo clenched his fists until they cracked.

A dignified Grand General of the Northern Army—his own household had been infiltrated and a child stolen!

If this got out, how could he ever show his face in court again?

Feng Zeyan stepped forward and checked their breathing.

【Host, they were only drugged. They’ll wake up in two hours.】

【How did Qi Mingde get in here? The Chu residence’s defenses are way too lax.】

【…He crawled in through the dog hole beside the phoenix tree in the courtyard…】

The system sounded like it was holding back laughter.

Chu Tiankuo’s face darkened instantly.

A dog hole?!

A grand general’s home… infiltrated by an old man crawling through a dog hole?!

He almost wanted to find a crack in the ground and hide.

This was even more humiliating than being ambushed on the battlefield!

Li Yong and the others exchanged awkward glances.

If this got out, Chu Tiankuo’s reputation…

would become a laughingstock in the capital.

【This old man is surprisingly skilled. Silent infiltration, precise drugging… not low-level at all.】

【He used a special colorless, odorless sleeping incense. A medical secret he developed over years.】

【And to prepare, Qi Mingde even measured the size of the Chu residence’s dog hole and dug a matching one at home to practice crawling!】

【He practiced for ten whole days! Every night crawling on the ground until his knees were worn raw!】

Chu Tiankuo’s veins bulged as he listened.

An old man… trained for ten days just to crawl through a dog hole to steal his child?

Even measuring the dimensions?!

How obsessive could he be?!

“I… as the commander, bear unshirkable responsibility for losing this child!”

Chu Tiankuo’s voice was heavy with anger and self-reproach.

Feng Zeyan patted his shoulder. “Don’t blame yourself. The enemy came prepared. I probably know where they’re hiding.”

Chu Tiankuo’s eyes lit up. “Where?”

“Ten miles west of the city—Maple Leaf Estate.”

Li Yong immediately stepped forward. “I’ll gather troops and surround—”

“Wait.”

Feng Zeyan raised a hand to stop him.

“Let’s go check first. Too many people might alert them. If we scare them and harm the children, it’ll be troublesome.”

Soon, they boarded a carriage heading west at full speed.

Inside the carriage, Feng Zeyan leaned against the wall, continuing her gossip.

【System, what is Qi Mingde doing right now? Don’t tell me he’s carrying out some evil scheme.】

【Host… this old man is living quite the life! Nothing like what you imagined!】

【To act like a loving “grandfather,” he personally bathes and changes diapers for twelve children every day. His back is practically broken.】

【The funniest part is that one three-year-old is very shy—cries every time he sees him. Qi Mingde thinks the child misses home and becomes even more caring!】

【The kid cries so loudly that Qi Mingde, afraid it will disrupt his “formation,” keeps coaxing and holding him until his voice is hoarse!】

Feng Zeyan almost laughed out loud. 【This isn’t kidnapping… this is a daycare center!】

System: 【Honestly… it really is a 24-hour childcare service!】

【The two-year-old must be held to sleep, the three-year-old wants stories, the four-year-old plays in mud, the five-year-old studies writing, the six-year-old learns martial arts, the seven-year-old memorizes poetry…】

【Qi Mingde is busy sixteen hours a day. More exhausted than a real nanny. His eyes are red and even his hair has turned grayer.】

Li Yong shook his head—serves him right.

Chu Tiankuo, though still furious, couldn’t help but feel curious.

What exactly is that old thief doing?

【Even worse, these noble children are spoiled rotten—some demand bird’s nest, silk clothes, expensive toys, or specific stories.】

【Qi Mingde has almost spent all his savings trying to satisfy them.】

【And the system told him that if a child cries, it will disrupt the “Twelve Zodiac Formation.”】

【So he lives in constant fear of upsetting any little ancestor.】

【Once, an eight-year-old demanded to ride a horse. Qi Mingde actually got on all fours and let him ride for an hour!】

【The kid even whipped his butt because he crawled too slowly!】

Chu Tiankuo’s eyelids twitched.

What kind of life is this?

【Because the kids are all different ages, their schedules never align. Qi Mingde hasn’t had a full night’s sleep in ages.】

【Last night was especially brutal—bedwetting, nightmares, stomach aches, missing mom… he ran over ten times in one night!】

【By morning, he looked like a ghost—dark circles, floating while walking.】

Feng Zeyan laughed silently. 【At least he’s “enjoying” it.】

System updated the gossip:

【Right now, Qi Mingde is washing the butt of Prime Minister Lin’s grandson.】

Lin Xiang (the Prime Minister) has a grandson?

Chu Tiankuo’s eyes narrowed slightly.

That child was supposed to be nearly one year old soon…

If that child was here… then who was in the Prime Minister’s residence?

A faint unease rose in his heart.

And if Feng Zeyan knew his thoughts, she would probably laugh and slap her thigh:

“The baby you bought for fifty taels is the real grandson of the Prime Minister!”