C11

Mu Beihan groaned, and then fell on her body.

She removed the eyepatch and pushed away the man on top of her. She was still holding the broken lamp in her hand and wanted to kill him, but Yan Luoluo's logic was still there.

She knew that once a person died, she wouldn't be able to leave. For her son's sake, she couldn't do anything rash.

Yan Luoluo wiped off her tears, touched the darkness, changed into her clothes, and ran out of the room. She did not want to stay here even a minute longer, she wanted to return to France, to return to her son's side, and distance herself from everything.

However, Yan Luoluo had already lost her phone and bag. She currently did not have a single cent on her, so not to mention returning to France, she would not even be able to return the money to the hotel she was staying in.

Passing by the front desk, Yan Luoluo borrowed a phone from the waiter and dialed Cheng Jinchuan's number with trembling fingers.

"Jinchuan..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, tears began to fall and she choked.

Cheng Jinchuan quickly said: "Xiao Luo, is that you? Why did you keep turning off your phone, the Fanfan is gone! "

Hearing that, Yan Luoluo's head started to explode, she could not care about the grievances she suffered, and immediately asked what happened.

"After lunch today, Fanfan will go back to his room to take a nap. When I went to visit him at two o'clock, I found that he was not in his room. After searching through his room, I couldn't find him, so I quickly called the police. and then keep trying to get in touch with you … "

Yan Luoluo's ears buzzed. Fanfan was the only meaning for her to live in this world.

"I lost my phone. I'm going back to France now." Yan Luoluo's voice trembled uncontrollably.

After hanging up, she incoherently told the receptionist about her difficulties. She had lost her cell phone and purse, and was now in a hurry to return to France to find her child. Could she lend her some money first?

Entering and exiting the Royal Hotel were guests who were either rich or rich. The hotel also had very high standards of service for guests, and any problems that customers encountered would be resolved with vigor.

Today, it just so happened that the hotel manager, Xu Fei, was on duty at the front desk. He immediately made the decision and gave Yan Luoluo a phone as well as 10,000 yuan in cash.

With her phone and money, Yan Luoluo quickly sent her new cell phone number to Cheng Jinchuan, maintained contact with him, and then took a taxi back to her hotel. She hastily packed everything she had and took her ID card before heading straight to the airport.

Yan Luoluo bought the latest ticket to France. As she was waiting for her flight, her phone rang.

It was still Cheng Jinchuan calling. Yan Luoluo hurriedly answered.

"Jinchuan, is there any news?"

"Little Luo, are you at the airport now?"

"I'm here, is there any news about Fanfan?"

"Go to the terminal now, the police contacted me just now, your darling son went on a plane to find you." Cheng Jinchuan said helplessly.

"What?!" How could he possibly fly by himself! " Yan Luoluo was shocked.

"I heard that Grandpa Denis helped him with the boarding procedures. I don't know how he managed to fool the airport staff, but I'm not surprised by what your kid did." Cheng Jinchuan's tone of voice had become much more relaxed.

After Yan Luoluo heard this, she finally heaved a sigh of relief. Grandfather Denis was once a pilot, but later on he became an executive of an airline company, and now he was Cheng Jinchuan's neighbor.

This was not the first time that this old and young duo had "plotted" and done something shocking. However, Yan Luoluo knew that Grandpa Denis had his reasons for this, even if he had to take advantage of the situation, he wouldn't let anything unexpected happen to the little fellow.

Yan Luoluo hung up and went straight to the hall.

Cheng Jinchuan sent her the flight information. The plane would arrive the next morning at 8 o'clock.

Yan Luoluo sat in the great hall, her mind a mess from today's events.

Anger and humiliation filled her heart, but when she thought of her youngest son on the plane, flying toward her, she suddenly felt an infinite sense of relief, as if no matter how difficult it was, she wasn't afraid, and no matter how painful it was, it was no longer painful.