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Chapter 3974

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Lady Su nodded weakly.

In the end, everyone left on bad terms. Su Yu's disappearance cast a thick layer of haze over everyone in this circle.

Su Yu was like Huo Mien; he was a core figure in this circle.

Once he activated his entire body …

Therefore, everyone's mood was particularly depressed.

When they walked out, Qin Ning was still puzzled. "Chuan, say … Lord Su is so powerful, but he was taken away. If the target was me, wouldn't I have died hundreds of times?"

"Bah, you little brat, I won't allow you to say such inauspicious things."

Tang Chuan rubbed Qin Ning's cheeks with both hands, feeling sad and distressed.

"Haha, I'm joking. Don't be nervous."

"Don't joke like this in the future … or I'll …"

"Or you'll what?" Qin Ning raised her face, obviously provoking him.

She knew that Tang Chuan doted on her a lot. Usually, he didn't even dare to speak too loudly, afraid that he would scare the little princess.

"Or I'll spank your butt with a wooden board with such a long nail … Then I'll spank your butt until it bleeds," Tang Chuan threatened.

"Okay, Mr. Tang, stop bragging. Let's just enjoy ourselves."

Qin Ning intimately held onto Tang Chuan's arm, and the two of them walked to the company.

Qin Ning's newly established Marine Biological Technology Company was a female skincare company.

Because it was newly established, it wasn't well-known yet, so it was registered under Tang Chuan's company.

The two of them went to work and got off work together, similar to Huo Mien and Qin Chu.

Ever since Qin Ning returned to China, she had been radiant.

In addition to work, she had made many new friends and was very active in the upper-class circle.

On weekends, she drove a ten-million-dollar luxury car to take the twins out to play and eat.

She had long forgotten about her father who was far away in the States. Fortunately, Qin Chu's second uncle didn't care so much.

After Su Yu's accident, everyone tried to find him through various channels.

Wei Liao and Tang Chuan had even privately sought out the mafia bosses in the provinces whom they had not had much contact with for many years.

However, three days had passed … and there was still no news of Su Yu.

Fortunately, the company could still operate normally. All information was sealed off. This was the order of Master Lord Su.

In order to cause the outside world to make wild guesses and panic among the company's employees, Lord Su ordered that no one was allowed to leak the news of Su Yu's disappearance.

An didn't close his eyes for three days and three nights in that empty villa.

Su Yu's shadow was everywhere. As a bodyguard, Xiao An was very sad to lose his master.

But the Su family didn't blame him.

When Lord Su and his father rushed back from the capital that day, they only secretly met with Qin Chu and Huo Mien.

The old man's mood was extremely heavy, and his back view made Huo Mien's heart ache.

Han Yueyao had been rehearsing and didn't know what had happened.

However, she hadn't contacted Su Yu for three days. At first, she wanted to maintain her dignity.

She felt that it wasn't good to take the initiative to message President Su. After all, he was so busy.

Later, she couldn't take it anymore and sent a message, but Su Yu didn't respond.

Finally, she couldn't help but ask her assistant.

"Recently … have you seen President Su? He's in the company. "

"No, I really didn't pay much attention. Now that you mention it, I remember that I haven't seen President Su in the past few days." The assistant also realized it.

"Has anyone seen him in the company?"

"I'm not sure. Why don't you ask?"

Han Yueyao shook her head. During the break in her dance practice, she sat on the edge of the wall, sweating profusely, and took out her phone.

Unwilling to give up, she sent another WeChat message.

"President Su, practicing dance is so stressful. I feel suffocated. How about … I take you out for a ride in my Bugatti Veyron?"

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