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Zhao Xin'er could no longer bear to listen. Every word that Gu Xiangling said was like fine salt, stabbing at her already bloody heart even more.

"Miss Gu, sorry to bother you today. I still have things to attend to, so I'll be leaving first." Zhao Xin'er suppressed her tears and left. Gu Xiangling was truly a powerful enemy. If he wanted to defeat her, she had to think carefully about the methods and methods.

Gu Xiangling looked at her back and shook her head slightly. With that glass-hearted appearance of hers, did she still want to fight with her?

At the end of the day, the reason why she had been so careless towards Zhao Xin'er and Song Mingjian was because Song Mingjian had given her too much love. This made her 100% sure that she held an extremely important place in his heart.

At the airport, Gu Xiangling walked towards the boarding hall as if there were stars surrounding the moon as she was escorted by a group of storyline employees. Song Ming dragged her luggage and constantly warned her. She even warned her in a serious tone: "You are not to eat chilies or frozen food."

The other employees were puzzled, was this still the mighty Boss Song of the past? How did you become such a bitch?

When they were about to enter the hall, Song Mingjian secretly pinched Gu Xiangling's sleeve. She stopped and waited for everyone else to enter. Only then did he ask, "Darling, what else do you want to tell me?"

Song Mingjian's eyes flashed with a trace of sadness, he frowned and said, "I don't know why, but I feel that there is an ominous premonition."

"Sigh!" Gu Xiangling shook her head and sighed. This man actually had a dependency, and it wasn't low either. "Alright, can I talk to you on the phone everyday?"

"Not good." Song Ming moved closer to her ear and said charmingly: "If you want to talk, then talk naked. Only a lively and fragrant scene will have its own flavor."

Gu Xiangling glared at him, gritting her teeth. "If you say anymore nonsense, I'll kick you into the trash can."

Song Ming continued to pull at her, "If you don't agree, then I won't let you go. Get your bodyguard to take you back and put you in handcuffs and shackles. "

Gu Xiangling closed her eyes to signal for him to faint, then fiercely knocked him down a few times. " Do you want me to write a novel called "The CEO is in Love"? " When she saw Song Mingjian's serious expression, she quickly promised, "Alright, I'll do my best to fulfill your perverted request."

The plane slowly taxied down the runway and finally broke free from the restraints of the earth. It flew up into the clear blue sky and gradually became smaller. In the blink of an eye, the little dot was gone and a few birds flew across the blue sky with a "whoosh".

Song Ming's sword gazed at the direction the plane disappeared in, as if his soul followed it. "Director Song, it's time to go," Ou Shihao reminded him softly.

"Yes." Song Ming replied softly and two lines of poetry suddenly jumped into his mind: "It is hard to separate when meeting someone, the east wind is powerless and a hundred flowers are broken."

He shook his head quickly. How could he have thought of such a sad sentence?

After Gu Xiangling got off the plane, she had to change the boat before she could reach her destination. Four hours later, Gu Xiangling sent Song Mingjian a photo of herself and a table full of sumptuous meals. Text: Eating lunch, then take the boat, expected to arrive tomorrow morning.

Song Ming was not interested in food and sent a series of smirking emojis: Don't forget what you need to do on the boat tonight.

Gu Xiangling's messages were filled with 'hoodlums', causing her to nearly jam her computer to death.

The night was late. Song Mingjian read the documents as he waited for Gu Xiangling's message. At seven, eight, and nine o'clock, she didn't even send a single emoji.

"Darling, did you forget?" When he opened the chat window, he was shocked. Gu Xiangling's profile picture was actually black. This was something that had never happened before. She was always online, whether it was a computer or a cell phone.

Now, why did he log off? Song Mingjian immediately dialed her cell phone, but the phone rang off.

A bad premonition arose in Song Ming's heart. He then dialed the phone of the staff who accompanied him, and without exception, all his phones were turned off. He jumped out of his chair. His sixth sense was reminding him that something had happened!

He immediately dialed the customer service number of the cruise ship company that Gu Xiangling was on. The reply he received was that the ship had already lost contact with the sea, causing a storm.

As the phone fell from Song Mingjian's hands, he immediately ordered Ou Shihao, "Order a plane ticket to a province for me. Immediately."

"Ou Shihao looked at him strangely." Director Song, it will take at least six hours to get a plane ticket. "

"Looks like I'll have to borrow another friend's private jet." Song Mingjian had an ominous premonition in his heart. He repeatedly called Gu Xiangling's phone, always ringing off the phone.

"No, it's night now. The visibility is low and without professional flying experience, something bad will happen." "Ou Shihao pulled back Song Mingjian who was about to rush out." "Just wait a little longer, nothing will happen to Madam. You should get into trouble first."

Song Ming's sword anxiously circled around the room like an ant in a hot pot.

At 10: 30 PM, the cruise ship company announced: "Tonight is 8: 30 PM. Our ship, the Palace Pearl, is in XX waters. A tornado has crashed and rescue is in progress …"

Song Mingjian rushed out of the office like a madman. Ou Shihao couldn't even catch up to him as he anxiously shouted, "Boss Song, wait for me."

In the blink of an eye, Song Mingjian had already rushed into the elevator. His fingers were trembling violently as he pressed down on the elevator in the parking lot. The indicator light was changing rapidly, but he still felt that it was too slow.

He quickly ran into the parking lot and drove the Land Rover out of the parking lot as fast as he could. When Ou Shihao arrived, he saw the Land Rover leaving.

Song Mingjian drove all the way to the rich and powerful Xiao family in M city. Xiao Lengyan was his good friend for many years. The car stopped outside the main entrance of the Xiao family's villa. The interior of the garden was filled with vibrant colors. Song Mingjian pressed the horn, and a servant immediately opened the door. "May I ask who you are looking for?"

"Director Xiao!" Song Mingjian said briefly: "I have urgent matters to attend to, I must see him."

The servant was hesitating. Xiao Lengyan was in the bedroom with his wife, Ouyang Shan … "If he goes in to report now, it would be strange if Xiao Lengyan didn't shoot him." Director Xiao has already gone to sleep. Can you come tomorrow? "

Song Ming pressed his horn and the loud sound of the horn almost deafened the people below him. As he looked again, he realized that this fellow had an extraordinary presence. He must have quite a good relationship with Director Xiao. Wait a moment, I'll go inform the others. "

A few minutes later, Xiao Lengyan came out with an ice-cold expression while wearing her pajamas. "Who came looking for you in the middle of the night?" "When he saw the familiar license plate number, he immediately smiled." It's you, kid. Say it, last time I borrowed a plane, what is it this time? "First tell me, Ouyang Shan can't lend it to you."

"It's also a private plane." Song Mingjian did not have the mood to joke with him, "It will be here soon, we can't even waste a minute."

Xiao Lengyan looked at the pitch-black night sky, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets. "It's so late at night, where are you flying to? Is it because you angered the Madam to the point that she ran away? "