"Yanfeng, you have been here all afternoon. There are still many things waiting for you to deal with in the company. You can go back first. I will just keep an eye on Yunxiao. When he wakes up, I will notify him immediately.

you."

Han Xin, who was sitting next to Nalan Yanfeng, looked at the anxious look on her husband's face and felt a little worried. So after hesitating for a moment, she finally opened her mouth to comfort him softly.

"What time is it now?" Nalan Yanfeng took a deep breath, and then came back to his senses from the state of contemplation, and then looked at his wife leisurely.

"It's almost seven o'clock." Han Xin looked at the time on her wrist watch and frowned slightly.

"Is it already so late? Well, I'll go back to the company first, but don't keep watch all the time. If you're tired, just go and rest for a while and let the nurse take care of you."

Nalan Yanfeng stood up and stroked Han Xin's shoulder with his hand. After giving a reminder, he moved his eyes away from Yun Xiao, who was still in a coma. He immediately stopped hesitating and walked slowly.

Walked out of this ward.

Seeing her husband's heavy figure walking out of the room, and the warm attitude he had just persuaded her, Han Xin felt a little warmer in her heart.

She knew that Nalan Yanfeng had always been unruly and indifferent, but only when he was dealing with herself did he put away his coldness on the surface. After all, she knew that the latter had always been caring and considerate of her in his actions.

"Yun Xiao, I don't know if you have recovered your memory, but now my mother just hopes that you will not be hurt in any way. That girl, I have to find a chance to talk to her..."

Han Xin's eyes were soft but strangely solemn as she looked at Yun Xiao, who still had her eyes closed tightly on the hospital bed and hadn't woken up. Then her lips moved slightly and she turned to look out the window, as if she was thinking and deciding something.

After walking out of the hospital, Nalan Yanfeng turned his mobile phone back on, and then he saw a missed call from his sister displayed on the screen. Nalan Yanfeng frowned slightly in surprise

The ground wrinkled slightly, and after giving instructions to Du Liang beside him, he stood by the car and dialed back Nalan Ying's number——

"Hey, Sakura, did you call me just now?"

After waiting for a while, the phone was connected, and Nalan Yanfeng quickly asked, but his tone was as calm as ever. After all, he had no intention of telling his sister about Yun Xiao's injury.

"Brother, why was your phone turned off just now? Send a car to pick me and my dad back to Santa Fe now. We are now at the temporary stop on the Panshui Town Expressway." Nalan Yanfeng's voice just fell slowly.

, Nalan Ying said with a slightly eager tone.

"Huh? What happened to you guys? Why did you park there? Did the car run out of gas, or did you encounter some accident?" Nalan Yanfeng heard the anxiety in his sister's words.

Finally, he suddenly condensed, and then his tone slightly increased.

"No, it's Yangyang who went back to Songhai because he had something to do. Dad was not in good health and couldn't bear the traveling back and forth, so he stayed. In short, just send someone to pick him up as soon as possible. I'll tell you the details when he comes back to meet you.

Let me tell you in detail!"

Nalan Ying looked at her father, who was shaking his head slightly and looking at her, and understood that he didn't want to tell Nalan Yanfeng the truth, so she could only explain and urge him simply.

"Okay, you and dad stay there, I'll send someone to drive over right now

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Pick you up!"

Nalan Yanfeng was also feeling a little irritable at this moment, so after a simple response, he hung up the phone without further delay, and then rushed to Du Liang aside to tell Du Liang about the matter.

When Du Liang saw this, he quickly nodded in response, and notified his brother Du Yu, who was in the company, and asked him to drive to Panshui Town to pick up the chairman's family.

After giving the instructions, Du Liang immediately got into the car, drove Nalan Yanfeng back to the Nalan Group.

Due to Yunxiao's sudden car accident, Han Xin, who had originally planned to come back to work during the company's crisis, was once again forced to stay in the hospital. Therefore, Nalan Yanfeng could only sit in the company personally to prevent Jiang Hongxia and Feisi Enterprises from getting involved again.

Make trouble from it.

"Jiang Hongxia, since you took the initiative to provoke me, don't blame me for not showing any mercy to you for the teacher's sake."

A low murmur slowly came from a black Porsche speeding on the road. Nalan Yanfeng's face was reflected on the windshield next to him, and the corners of his lips twitched, his expression looking deep and peaceful at this moment.

Awe-inspiring to the extreme.

At the northern foot of Pingyang suburb of Songhai City, there are still the dense mountains and woods. However, as the night gradually falls and the sounds of various animals in the jungle come, the dark villa is hidden in it.

, showing a gloomy state at this moment.

Because except for the room where Mo Qingyu is locked on the second floor, which has a slightly obvious light, all the other houses are filled with darkness, which is so dark that you can't see your fingers, and it is so quiet that you can even drop a needle.

The environment where the sound falling on the ground can be clearly heard is reflected in the same darkness all around, and the entire villa is completely hidden.

In the only room on the second floor with the light on, besides the kidnapped Mo Qingyu, there was actually another middle-aged man sitting quietly beside the bed.

Looking at Mo Qingyu on the bed who had fallen into a deep sleep from exhaustion after a long afternoon, the man's eyes slowly scanned her body. When he saw the faintly visible scars on her back, his eyes suddenly

After a pause, tears began to gather in his eyes. However, this tenderness did not last long, and was covered by his fierce look next.

"How dare these two bastards, Lao Qi and Lao Ba, do such a heavy hand to you!"

The man's lips moved slightly, and a small but angry voice came out of his mouth. He began to slowly raise his head, and his eyes finally continued to look up from Mo Qingyu's injured back. When he found the latter

When that delicate and well-behaved face showed signs of exhaustion at the moment, the original sharp expression began to slowly dissipate.

At night, through the mountains, the wind blows through the secluded forest, raising the thin and elegant gauze curtains beside the window sill in the room.

The moonlight shined through the rustling wind, shining brightly on the man's slightly raised face, and his originally blurry face was finally revealed at this moment.

This is a brown-haired man wearing a black leather coat and a large cloak. He is not very tall and looks to be in his early forties, but there are already gray hairs on his temples. He is not very handsome.

On his face, on the right side of his forehead, there was a deep scar about an inch long.

And the years seemed to have left all kinds of vicissitudes on his face. There was a slightly messy stubble under the bridge of his nose, and there was a deep-seated anger emerging between his eyebrows, but that kind of anger was looking at him.

Mo Qingyu, who was lying quietly on the bed at this moment, suddenly and surprisingly weakened a lot.

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"Mo, Qingyu..."

I don’t know how long the man’s gaze lasted. His body moved slightly, and he immediately retracted his slightly absent gaze. Then, after taking a deep breath, he slowly spoke with a hoarse voice,

Mo Qingyu’s name was evoked!

The middle-aged man called softly, then slowly began to stretch out his right hand, and then leaned towards Mo Qingyu's delicate little face with a slight trembling.

As if she had noticed something, the girl who should have fallen into a deep sleep actually frowned slightly at this moment, and then lightly pursed her red lips. The breathing between her nose also showed faint signs of worsening.

.

"Is this a nightmare?"

The middle-aged man's expression with the same thick eyebrows and slight frown showed his inner speculation at this moment. But when he slowly retracted his hand after being so surprised, he picked up the quilt on the side and gently covered Mo Qingyu's body.

, the girl's expression and breathing began to gradually return to normal.

Looking at this scene with some surprise, the middle-aged man couldn't help but raise a rare warm smile after being stunned for a moment. Then he slowly stood up, then turned around and walked slowly towards the glass door of the house.

go.

At the same moment, Mo Qingyu, who was supposed to be sleeping soundly, suddenly opened his eyes.

At the moment when the middle-aged man lowered his head to open the door, Mo Qingyu tightly grasped the low-light desk lamp placed by the bed in his hand. After seeing the man's location clearly, he quickly pulled out the power cord.

, and immediately using the faint moonlight, the middle-aged man was slightly stunned, quickly stood up and ran behind the former who had not turned around, used his remaining strength, raised the lamp post in his hand, and without hesitation.

Hit him hard on the head!

"clang--"

A low crashing sound suddenly and unexpectedly sounded, finally completely breaking the entire villa, and the tranquility and calmness that lasted for an unknown period of time...

In a bright and spacious temporary suite of a high-end hotel in the main urban area of ​​Songhai City, which is quite close to the Shenglong Group, a young boy with eyes is lying at the computer desk in the room, occasionally looking out the window.

In the gradually darkening night, he pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose solemnly, and then buried his head again, focusing all his attention on the map of Songhai City that he held in his hand at this moment.

"Fuchang, Jinyuan, Shunjiang, Lintong... these are relatively prosperous urban areas in Songhai City, and the traffic police patrols are relatively strict. In addition, they are located in the center of the city, and it must be extremely inconvenient to trade with each other. According to

Their purpose and criminal procedure must be impossible in these places."

Shao Yang frowned slightly and slowly scanned the map, looking for the location where Mo Qingyu might have been kidnapped.

Judging from the several kidnapping cases I have detected in Songhai City in the past, if you look at the topographic layout of the entire city, actually trying to find their real stronghold is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

But right now, this is not his biggest headache.

What he was now vaguely worried about was the authenticity of Xia Xiaolan's words. Was Mo Qingyu really kidnapped to Songhai City?

And on the way back to the hotel from Shenglong's human resources department, he gradually discovered that there seemed to be another, extremely surprising but inexplicable insider connection hidden in this whole matter...
Chapter completed!