"Alright, Huang Yishui, I'm fine. Look, I'm fine now."
At this moment, it was Gu Wan who was comforting Huang Yishui.
"Also, you must help me find Gong Mohan. I … I want to see him for the last time."
Gu Wan's eyes dimmed a little. In fact, when he knew that she was terminally ill, he didn't seem to feel much pain in his heart. Instead, he was much calmer.
In this way, he could go and accompany the baby.
"Dream on. It's impossible for me to see Gong Mohan for the last time. Either you hold on for me, and I'll find Gong Mohan for you and find a way to cure your illness, or you can forget about seeing him for the rest of your life."
Huang Yishui stood in front of Gu Wan's bed and vented his emotions.
As long as he heard Gu Wan say that she would see him for the last time, he felt as if his heart was being pricked by needles.
An Quan and Wang Zhe had been silent at the side, but they didn't feel any better in their hearts.
"Huang Yishui, I'm begging you, okay?"
This was the first time that Gu Wan had begged Huang Yishui in front of him. Huang Yishui stared at Gu Wan with a pair of scarlet eyes, as if he wanted to see through her.
"You …"
Huang Yishui stretched out his hand and pointed at Gu Wan with a trembling finger. "Okay, I'll find him for you. I'll go now! Even if I have to turn the whole world upside down, I will definitely find Gong Mohan. "He coldly flung his sleeves, then slammed the door and left.
The word 'sister' pierced the softest part of his heart.
This woman would never give in to him normally. She had always thought that she was the elder sister, so she had to protect her younger brothers.
It had always been them who had a bunch of things to ask Gu Wan for. Today, she would do this thing, and tomorrow, she would solve that thing.
So when Huang Yishui heard Gu Wan begging him, he didn't have the slightest strength to refuse.
When An Quan saw Huang Yishui slam the door and leave, he hesitantly looked at Gu Wan. After getting Gu Wan's permission, he quickly chased after Huang Yishui.
"Madam, Sister Zhang is here to take care of you. I'll go and find Sir's whereabouts."
After all, Wang Zhe was a man. In many aspects, he was not as good as his Sister Zhang. He knew that the person Gu Wan wanted to see the most was Gong Mohan.
"Mm, thank you for your hard work."
Gu Wan also nodded and agreed to Wang Zhe's request.
Just as Wang Zhe's front foot was about to leave, two silhouettes dashed past the entrance, rushing in the direction where Huang Yishui and An Quan had left.
"White rice, why do you think our godfather's little junior brother left the organization?"
Dark Night asked Day who was sitting on the passenger seat while driving.
Day snorted coldly, looking as though it had nothing to do with him. "I don't know, and I don't want to know."
Dark Night felt as though he had hit a wall. Day's most unique skill was to end a conversation.
"Why don't you have the heart to gossip at all? You're so boring!"
Dark Night glared at Day with disdain written all over his face.
"It has nothing to do with me. Why should I gossip? Don't you know that people who talk too much are annoying? "
Day looked as though it was a matter of course as he chewed on the gum in his mouth.
Dark Night instantly exploded. "So you're saying that I talk too much, and you find me annoying?"
"I didn't say that. You're the one who understood it." Day looked as though he was trying to piss him off.
"Alright, White Rice. Since you find me annoying, then don't be with me anymore. Get out of the car immediately!"
Dark Night directly parked the car by the roadside.
"This car doesn't belong to you alone. The organization gave it to the two of us. If anyone wants to leave, it should be you."
Day leaned lazily on the seat behind him. He had no intention of leaving at all.
"White Rice! You've really succeeded in pissing me off today! "After saying that, Dark Night's entire body pounced towards Day.
"Hey, hey, hey. Damned Charcoal, what are you doing?"
The two of them were very close. A gust of hot air sprayed onto Day's face. He couldn't help but frown slightly, and the tips of his ears were a little red.
"What are you nervous about?" Night raised his eyebrows and said with a malicious look.
"Bang — —" Day threw a heavy punch at Night, but it was successfully intercepted by Night in mid-air.
"It's not good for a boy to be too violent." Night's pair of eyes were like a whirlpool. Day quickly looked away.
People passing by saw a car parked by the roadside, and it was even moving around inside.
"Mom, mom, why is that car parked by the roadside?"
"Hmm … Maybe the weather is too hot, and it's dissipating heat."
"But isn't it winter now?"
"Then … It's probably too cold. After the car moves, it won't be so cold anymore."
"Oh!"
Day and Night were speechless.
Was this how they taught their children?
At the same time, when Night wasn't paying attention, Day kicked him out of the car.
The mother and son who passed by just now and Night looked at each other.
"Mom, this big brother seems to have fallen out of the car."
"Let's go, let's go. One look and I can tell that he's not a decent person."
The mother pulled her child and quickly ran away.
Night was left standing in the wind. What kind of world was this?
Night got back into the car and shouted at Day, "White rice, you despicable person. How dare you sneak attack me!"
"How can this be called a sneak attack? It should be a sneak attack from behind. If it was in front of you, I would have kicked you out of the car in broad daylight. "
Day looked like it was a matter of course, and he picked at his fingernails.
Night was speechless.
He actually had a feeling that he couldn't explain it even if his whole body was full of mouths.
At the same time, Night's phone rang.
"Oh no, it must be Godfather calling to ask about the whereabouts of his junior."
Holding the phone in his hand, he felt like a hot potato.
Night threw the phone in Day's hand. "Come and pick it up. Just tell him that I'm driving."
"Coward." Day glanced at Night, his eyes filled with disdain.
"You …" Night pointed at Day, his face filled with indignation.
"Huh?" Day pretended to return the phone to him.
"Okay, okay, I'm a coward, okay?" Night admitted defeat.
Then, Day nodded his head in satisfaction and pressed the answer button.
"Godfather." Day always spoke in a calm tone when he was dealing with anyone.
Even he didn't know that he would only talk more in front of Night.
"Yeah, how's the search going?" Big Beard asked anxiously on the phone.
"We found Huang Yishui just now, but we didn't see Young Master's whereabouts."
On the other hand, Bai Zhou explained honestly over the phone.
"Follow him for two days.
If you really can't find him, bring Huang Yishui back for me. "
"Yes!"
Day threw the phone to Night.
"What did Godfather say?" Day didn't turn on the speakerphone, so Night didn't hear it.
Day glanced at Night, a sly smile appearing in his eyes. "Godfather said to wait for him while you wash up."
"Pfft …" Night felt like vomiting blood. "You … What did you just say? Godfather, how could he … "
Night didn't dare to finish the rest of his sentence.
"Don't you always like to be like this?" Bai Zhou deliberately teased.
"White Rice, bullsh * t. Who said that I like this kind of food?" Although Night's voice was loud, there was a hint of guilt in his tone.
"Godfather said to let us follow Huang Yishui first. If we can't find Young Master, we'll bring Huang Yishui back."
Finally, Day straightened his expression and stopped teasing Night.
"White Rice, you're playing with me again!" Night felt like crying but had no tears.
Every time, Bai Zhou was able to play him in circles.
Day curled his lips slightly and didn't continue to joke with Night.
"Hurry up and drive. Otherwise, if we lose them later, our half a day's work will be in vain."
He hurriedly drove the car in the direction where Huang Yishui and An Quan left.
"Don't worry, I'll never lose anyone I follow."
Night stepped on the accelerator. The Hummer made him feel like he was driving a sports car.
"Huang Yishui, do you feel that something is wrong?" An Quan, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, looked behind him. There didn't seem to be any suspicious vehicles.
"You're thinking too much. If there's anything wrong, it's the Young Master's illness."
Huang Yishui's personality was carefree, so he didn't notice anything.
This might also mean that Day and Night's tracking methods were more advanced. Otherwise, Huang Yishui would still be able to discover them.
"After coming out of the hospital, I keep feeling like something is going to happen." An Quan frowned and said worriedly.
Huang Yishui waved his hand, his face full of disdain. "Who would follow you for no reason? It's not like there are any girls who like you."
"I say, Boss Huang, is there anyone as sarcastic as you? Look carefully! Take a good look! With this face of mine, how can there be no girls who like me? "
An Quan tilted his face and spoke in an unconvinced manner in front of Huang Yishui.
As expected, Huang Yishui sized him up seriously and even pondered for a while before shaking his head. "Do you want me to tell the truth?"
"Isn't that obvious? Touch your conscience and speak properly. "An Quan asked with an expression full of expectation." That's right.
"Tsk, I don't even like men. How do you expect me to judge whether a man is good-looking or not? In my eyes, all men look the same."
Huang Yishui suddenly turned his head away in disdain and said while shaking his head.
Instantly, An Quan was also a little speechless.
At this moment, the two of them had already forgotten that something was wrong just now.
Because the focus of their attention was more strange.
When the two of them returned to the headquarters, Huang Yishui suddenly received a call from Ding Lin.
"Boss Huang, I think I got some news about Gong Mohan," Ding Lin said uncertainly on the other end of the phone.
Boss Huang frowned slightly. "If you want to say something, say it properly. What do you mean by think?"
(End of this chapter)
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