Lin and his wife finally decided to go to Hainan Island to eat bamboo rice, drink coconut milk, and then bask in healthy sunbathing. It's only an hour and a half flight from Mancheng to Hainan Island. It's not very far. It's very suitable for them.

This is the first trip of the Lin couple. Jin Xuanyao is completely excited and excited. Before leaving, she entrusted belle to fangtuoer for a few days. Fangtuoer's family lived in another villa about 50 meters away from their villa in Nan'ao mountain. Zhou Ma, who took care of Bell's daily life, also followed.

"You said you wanted to run outside with a big stomach." Fangtuoer never stopped talking when he heard that they were going to travel. He was full of worry.

"I just want to go out and play. I'm suffocating at home." Jin Xuanyao teased Belle on the bed.

"Then I'll see you off."

"What's there to send? It's so close that we didn't even go out of the country. It'll arrive in the blink of an eye. I'll go back. When Ruicheng comes back, we'll go directly to the airport."

Jin Xuanyao hugged Belle and kissed her chubby little cheek. "Son, mom is going to travel with your father. You should listen to your godmother, you know? Mom Zhou, take good care of belle."

"Oh, don't worry, madam. I also wish you and your husband a pleasant trip."

Zhou's mother is a new servant invited by Lin Ruicheng after returning to Nan'ao mountain four years ago. Like the other two servants, she is a genuine ordinary person and is deeply trusted by Jin Xuanyao.

Nowadays, Nan'ao mountain is no longer crowded with slaves as it was four years ago. Waves are surging every day, and bloody dust is suspended in the air. Here spring breeze and heavy water, quiet and peaceful, comfortable and comfortable life, so that people forget what is crisis and what is life and death.

Locke drove them to the airport and left. Lin Ruicheng, dressed in white and black sunglasses, pushed two boxes of luggage, while the woman beside him was like a bird, petite and lovely by his arm.

"Happy? Laughing all the time." In the rest area of the airport, Lin Ruicheng raised his wrist and looked at the time. He still had 15 minutes to board the plane.

"Of course. The first time I wear lovers' clothes, I feel silly, like a pair of living treasures, but I'm very happy."

Lin Ruicheng pinched the tip of her nose, "I'll go and come back soon."

"OK. Go and go back." Jin Xuanyao waved to Lin's back, full of joy, and kept fiddling with happy tickets.

Time goes by minute. There are only ten minutes, five minutes left from the boarding time

Jin Xuanyao looked up at the clock hanging in the hall. There was no beginning joy on her face, and her irritable mood climbed up to her heart bit by bit.

There are only two or three minutes left before the plane takes off. Did he fall into the toilet? If you don't want to travel, you can tell her directly. Do you need to play such a trick to make her anxious!

Jin Xuanyao hurried to the bathroom and stood at the door. After waiting for a while, Lin Ruicheng still disappeared. Only a cleaning aunt wearing a mask came out of the men's toilet with a mop and bucket and was preparing to enter the women's toilet.

"Aunt --" Jin Xuanyao came forward and shouted with his cleaning aunt, "can you help me shout someone in the men's room?"

The cleaning aunt pulled down the mask on her face, "there's no one in the men's toilet."

"No one?"

"Of course there's no one. I just went in to clean up. I don't know what happened. There's a big pool of water like blood at the door. It scared me. Up to now, my back is still in a cold sweat."

"Blood?" Jin Xuanyao's heart sank bit by bit. She didn't know whether the pool of blood had anything to do with him. When she rushed into the men's toilet and looked at the dazzling sign on the wall, her heart was completely broken.

When Jin Xuanyao woke up, she was already in the hospital. Fangtuoer stood by her side with a frown. Locke also stood by the bed and looked at her all the time. She was excited and sat up from the bed——

"Ruicheng -"

"Xuanyao, you're awake."

"Where's Ruicheng? Has he come back?" Jin Xuanyao grabbed Fang tuor's hand and asked eagerly.

"Don't get excited and be careful of the fetus." Fontal soothed her mood. "Didn't Ruicheng travel with you? Why did you faint in the toilet at the airport? The hospital said that your husband couldn't get through from his mobile phone, and we couldn't contact him. What happened...?"

Jin Xuanyao is numb and remembers what happened at the airport. Her eyes are wide open and her heart is like falling into a bottomless abyss

"It's the secret door. It's the people of the secret door who took Ruicheng." Jin Xuanyao said sadly, "it's all because I'm not good. I have to travel. I won't die if I stay at home. Why travel, why fly, and why give those people a chance. If it wasn't for me, those people wouldn't have a chance to get close to Ruicheng. I hurt him, I hurt him... Sobbing..."

Jin Xuanyao cried and fell into Fang tuor's arms. Fang tuor wiped his wet eyes with his fingers. It was only after a long quiet life that he began to make trouble again.

Locke, standing by the bed, frowned. Sir has been away from the secret door for nearly four years. In these four years, the secret door has never contacted them again. Why this means is adopted this time? Does it have anything to do with external rumors? In these four years, everyone in the secret door has always believed that the youngest richest man in the world is still their future successor.

No matter what happens, you have to go back to Canada to find sir.

Locke, who was about to drive away, just opened the door. His back waist was hugged. He turned back and held fontal in his arms, regardless of whether it was a public kiss,.

"Be careful and remember that you still have your wife and daughters at home."

"You should be more careful yourself."

After another burst of reluctant kisses, Locke left the hospital parking lot in a Hummer. Fontall stood in place with hazy tears and didn't want to leave for a long time.

Locke has brought people to Canada for three days. He tried to contact the people he had worked with before, but he didn't get any useful information. What's more, Li Xinshi, who has the best relationship with Sir, was put in a black prison for his bad work and contempt for the sect leader.

Such a crime is known to the discerning at a glance. Moreover, it is impossible to commit such a crime in the name of Li Xinshi, unless Carol already knows that Li Xinshi cheated Du Qiwen's shares in the name of Carol last time.

This kind of transaction that can't be known to others, Carol can't the public, and can't swallow the anger of being cheated. Only another charge can be made, but in this way, sir's safety in the secret door becomes uncertain.

After three more days in Toronto, Locke finally met Dr. Fendi, who worked directly for Carol. There was a light rain outside the window. In a small coffee shop, Fendi's face was very haggard. It seems that she has had a hard time in recent years.

"Carol injected Ruicheng and locked him in a secret black prison. It's impossible for you to see him." Fendi sipped the bitter coffee and said faintly.

"Is there no other way? What did Carol take sir for this time? Sir doesn't belong to the secret door anymore."

"It doesn't belong to the secret door. It's just your own wishful thinking. Among the 10000 followers of the secret door, who doesn't know that Ruicheng is still the successor of Carol..."

"That's Carol's wishful thinking." Locke roared angrily.

"Locke, you should understand that Carol is not an ordinary person. He is different from us. He regards that position more important than anything. He will keep that position at all costs. Yes, Ruicheng deletes his data from the secret door, but Carol has not announced it. Why, because he wants Ruicheng to sit in that position."

Locke opened his mouth and couldn't say a word. From the day he followed sir, he had heard a lot of Carol's righteous words, impassioned teaching and brainwashing to Sir

"Cheng'er, you see, that's the godfather's lifelong effort. In the future, you should guard for the godfather..."

"Cheng'er, I have cultivated you so hard that you should repay me well in the future."

"Cheng'er, the godfather has always regarded you as his own son. Only you are qualified to continue to sit in that position for the godfather after a hundred years."

……

"Carol is too selfish. How can he let Sir be his substitute." Locke clenched his fist. "What's good about the position of the door master? He's already dying and won't let go."

"Yes, what is the charm of that position that makes him pay for it all his life."

Fendi propped her forehead and looked at the raindrops on the glass window with sad eyes. He has been in that position for 20 years, and the four chief wizards have spoken. The poisonous insects on his body will let him live for another year at most. A year later, he will wear his intestines and rot, and the poisonous insects on his body will completely eat him.

After returning to Nan'ao mountain from the hospital, Fong tuor was always with Jin Xuanyao. During this period, Locke had several video calls with them. Each time, "there is no news for the time being," her heart would tremble and tremble with pain.

Every night, Jin Xuanyao will miss Lin Ruicheng crazily. Many times in her dream, she hears the footsteps of pedaling. Lin Ruicheng pushes open the bedroom door, looks at her affectionately with dark eyes, and gently says to her, "wife, I'm back..."

But when she opened her eyes, the room was empty, only the pillow soaked in her tears. The two eyes are red and swollen. I don't know if it's the cause of blood connection. The child in the stomach also tosses and turns very badly.

"Son, you are also worried about your father. Your father's life and death are uncertain, and you can't sleep, can you? What should we do? Son, what should mom do? Wuwu... What should we do?..."

Hearing intermittent cries at the entrance of the stairs, fangtuoer hurried to Jin Xuanyao's bedroom. Just now Locke called back. Seeing that she finally fell asleep, he was not waking her up. I don't know whether the news Locke sent back this time is good or bad for her?

Fang Tuoer opened the door and watched Jin Xuanyao curl up in bed, crying and twitching all over.

"Sister Tuoer, I have a stomachache..."

Fontall was shocked and ran to the bed with his legs soft. On her silk white pajamas, there was dazzling blood exuding. "How could this happen! Xuanyao, hold on, I'll call a doctor right away, Xuanyao! Xuanyao..."

"Sister, I'm wrong. I'm so scared. I don't want to lose my baby again. No, sister, help me, help me..."

"Don't be afraid, the doctor will come soon. You can relax, it will be all right, and the baby will be all right." Fontall's trembling hands pressed the numbers on the mobile phone screen, and tears kept blurring her vision.