"I'll look around the hotel and contact the other two branches in Shanghai. If I can't find them, we'll call the police."
Ye Huanyan's stress response forced her to think of the worst case scenario.
Qiao Mu was anxious.
"Don't look for them. What if something happens in the middle of the night? Stay in the hotel."
"That's all. I can't stay here. Contact me if you have any news."
After saying this, she hung up the phone and left the hotel with her bag. She called all the branches in Shanghai as she walked.
Qiao Mu looked at the phone and frowned. She remembered what Ling Han said before he left, and her face was filled with embarrassment.
Late at night.
All the branches in Shanghai were closed, and no one could get through. Ye Huanyan took a taxi to one place after another. When she came out of the last company, the sky was gradually changing, and a large dark cloud was approaching Shanghai.
The driver yawned in the car. "Miss, are you going home? It's getting late. I have to get off work. "
"Master, please come with me to another place. It's in Jiangpu …"
"What Jiangpu? Miss, are you kidding me? Jiangpu and this place are the two ends of Shanghai. If I send you back, it'll be dawn by the time I come back. "
"Master …"
"Find someone else. I'm off work."
After saying this, the car window rolled up mercilessly, and the car disappeared into the night with a puff of smoke.
Ye Huanyan stood at the entrance of the branch, and the tip of her nose was cold. The sudden raindrops were extremely cold and seemed to be able to corrode her skin.
She hurriedly held her bag over her head and ran to the bus stop nearby to take shelter from the rain.
At this time, her phone rang. It was Qiao Mu.
"Secretary Ye, where are you?"
"Do you have news of President Ling?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone.
"Then I'll go to Jiangpu."
"Are you crazy?" Qiao Mu's incredulous voice sounded from the other end of the phone. "You want to go to Jiangpu so late? Don't you know that there are factories in the suburbs there?"
The rain pattered down, and the night bus ran every 20 minutes. In the cold rainy night, Ye Huanyan's voice was trembling.
"Could he have been kidnapped?"
Over the years, Ling Han had acquired a lot of small media companies, and some of them were very aggressive. He had made a lot of enemies, and it was hard to say if there would be people who would do such things in desperation.
On the other end of the phone, Qiao Mu took a deep breath, and her expression was very unsightly. After hesitating for a long time, she stammered, "I just checked the hotel's underground parking lot surveillance footage. Director Ling's car drove to Lan River. Perhaps nothing happened and just rushed back early."
"Xicheng?" Ye Huanyan's expression changed.
"So, why don't you go back to the hotel first? Where are you? I'll pick you up."
When Qiao Mu arrived at the bus stop, Ye Huanyan had curled into a ball and was shivering in a corner.
He sucked in a breath of cold air and hurriedly got out of the car to take off his coat and put it on her.
"Why don't you find a place to hide? Get in the car."
"Assistant Qiao …" Ye Huanyan grabbed Qiao Mu's sleeve. "I have to return to Xi City."
"Secretary Ye, come back to the hotel with me first. It's still raining. Can you leave tomorrow morning?"
"I won't be at ease if I don't see him."
She looked up at Qiao Mu, and the rain fell down her cheeks. Her eyes were red, and she looked helpless.
"It's too late …" Qiao Mu tilted her head, not daring to look into her eyes. "How about tomorrow?"
"Assistant Qiao, lend me the car. I'll go back by myself."
Qiao Mu did not know how "godly" Ye Huanyan's driving skills were, but he really did not know what to do when he saw her stubborn look.
The black car disappeared in the rain. He frowned and sighed. His phone flashed. It was a text message from Sheng Anran. It was very blurry because of the rain in the night.
"Although I don't know what method you used, I really have to thank you. He just called me."
Everyone had something they were obsessed with. Sheng Anran was obsessed with the happiness in her fantasy, Ling Han was obsessed with an irreversible past, and Ye Huanyan was obsessed with a man who could not open his heart to her. What about her?
She was obsessed with a smile on that person's face, even if that smile had nothing to do with her.
It took two and a half hours to drive from Shanghai to Lanjiang City on the highway. It was a relatively safe distance.
No one knew what this distance meant to Ye Huanyan, whether it was the speed of life or death.
The windshield wipers flapped, blurring her vision.
At four o 'clock in the morning, Ye Huanyan's car drove to the entrance of the community. When she entered the gate, the car hit the stone foundation at the entrance and died with a bang.
The security guard in the security room came over with an umbrella to check the situation. The driver's door was stuck next to the gate, so the security guard could only ask about the situation from the passenger's window.
The rain grew heavier and drowned out the sound.
"What happened?" the security guard shouted at the top of his lungs.
Ye Huanyan waved her hand. She was still in a state of shock as she gestured.
"I don't know …"
"Try to reverse the car." The security guard leaned over the passenger's window and commanded, "Start the car first, then reverse the car and go out to have a look."
Jin Yan nodded quickly and tried to start the car.
A red sports car drove out of the community in the distance, honked from a distance, and turned on the double flash to signal her to turn off the high beam. Ye Huanyan was in a hurry and did not know what to do for a long time. The sports car probably thought that Ye Huanyan was looking for trouble, so it also turned on the high beam. Ye Huanyan could not open her eyes when the lights were turned on, and her movement to start the car suddenly stopped.
Seeing this, the security guard hurriedly gestured for the sports car to drive out from the west gate, indicating that there was an accident here. The sports car stopped for a while, reversed on the spot, and then made a beautiful turn in the direction of the west gate.
Ye Huanyan's eyes were stagnant, and she could not believe what she had just seen.
In the familiar red sports car that her high beam was waiting to shine on, the woman driving was wearing a blue-gray coat, and the red silk nightgown inside could be faintly seen. What surprised Ye Huanyan was that delicate and enchanting face. Who else could it be but Sheng Anran?
Why was she here?
Why was she wearing her own clothes?
"Hey, you … what are you doing?"
The security guard looked at Ye Huanyan in surprise as she climbed from the driver's seat to the passenger's seat. When she pushed open the door, she almost pushed him down. In his yelling, she stumbled into the community, leaving a car with the passenger's door open, and a mess on the ground.
Deep in the community, Ling Han's villa.
"Beep, beep, beep."
The combination lock at the door fell down.
A wet fur shawl fell on the porch, and the woman's coat was scattered on the floor of the living room, which had been wet by the rain. The dripping wet traces spread all the way from the living room to the stairs, and followed those traces to the master bedroom.
The one-third of the master bedroom belonged to Ye Huanyan.
The big room was illuminated by the lightning outside the window, and then there was a loud bang, and the thunder was deafening.
She held the handrail of the stairs and struggled to support her body to climb up step by step.
Although this absurd reality had been so naked in front of her.
She still did not give up and wanted to see it with her own eyes.
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