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Chapter 4027

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"Miss Han … No, Miss Yaoyao, listen to me. It's …"

An wanted to make up an excuse to fool her.

But looking at Han Yueyao's yearning eyes, An couldn't bear to tell her the truth.

So, he asked, "Miss Yaoyao, do you like President Su?"

"No, I don't like him."

Han Yueyao denied it. An thought, Why don't you tell me the truth?

Then, Han Yueyao said, "I love Su Yu. I'm deeply in love with him."

Hearing her naked confession, even An blushed, let alone Su Yu.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem …"

"I love Su Yu. Why are you so embarrassed? So … An, do me a favor and tell me where Su Yu is."

Five seconds of silence.

An didn't have the heart to lie to her. After all, Qin Chu and Lu Yan had gone to rescue him.

According to Lu Yan's style, Su Yu would probably come back tomorrow morning.

After much consideration, An decided to tell Han Yueyao the truth.

"President Su … was kidnapped."

"What?" Han Yueyao was so surprised that a goose egg could be stuffed into her mouth.

The news was like a bolt from the blue, and she was dumbfounded. She couldn't believe that a person like Su Yu could be kidnapped.

What did that mean?

"It involves a lot of things, so I can't say more. I'm sorry, Miss Yaoyao."

"An, what happened to Su Yu? Did the kidnappers ask for a ransom?" Afraid that An would leave, Han Yueyao tugged at the corner of his shirt nervously.

"If only they asked for a ransom. We can afford hundreds of millions of yuan. The trouble is that they didn't come for money."

"Then why?"

"Revenge. They're President Su's enemies." An was worried.

"What should we do? Did you call the police? "

"I don't dare to."

"God. What should we do? What about Su Yu? "

Han Yueyao's face paled as she paced back and forth.

"Don't worry. President Qin and President Huo have already gone to save them. I believe in President Qin and President Huo's abilities."

"President Huo? Sister Mian went too? "Han Yueyao was even more surprised.

"Yes."

"Miss Yaoyao, please don't tell anyone about this. If some unscrupulous media outlets find out about this, not only will Imperial Star's stock market fall, but it will also cause panic among our employees."

She nodded and promised, "Don't worry, An. I won't tell you."

"En, then go and do your work. The company is being managed by the vice president now. Everything is going on as usual. You and that popular celebrity have already entered the finals, right?"

"Yeah. The finals are next week. It's the road to the championship." Han Yueyao smiled bitterly.

"Very powerful. Good luck."

"I really hope that President Su can come back to help us on the night of the final battle."

"He will. President Su is such a good person. He'll definitely come back safely."

After chatting with her for a while, An left in low spirits.

Not in the mood for rehearsal, Han Yueyao went back to her dorm room and lay on the bed without a word.

Yuan Bo had been more attentive to her recently and she didn't even accept his red packets.

She didn't even go to dinner with him. Yuan Bo wasn't her type and she didn't want to mess with him.

After Su Xiaoxiao left, Lin Hang seemed to have disappeared. Without the love triangle, Han Yueyao felt relaxed.

She had thought she could see Su Yu happily every day, but to her surprise, something like this happened.

An didn't say it explicitly, but Han Yueyao had a feeling that Su Yu was in great danger this time.

She took out her cellphone and found a photo of Su Yu on Baidu and touched it.

"Su Yu, you must come back safely. If you come back safely, I'll confess my love to you even if it means I have to be shameless." Han Yueyao was terrified that she would never see Su Yu again.

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