C321

At Coastal City International Airport, the entrance to the commercial entrance, the special police unit stood guard on both sides with guns in their hands. At this moment, the mayor of Coastal City, the chairman of the airline, and the business leaders of Coastal City were all seeing the Master Nangong off.

Nangong Shaojue merely stood at the side and watched indifferently. Before he left, a middle-aged butler dressed in an orthodox black suit and white gloves walked towards Nangong Shaojue. He had a head of golden hair and a stern expression.

Gruce stood in front of Nangong Shaojue, his right hand resting lightly on his left shoulder, with a standard 45 degree bow, he looked straight at Nangong Shaojue, and said solemnly: "Young Master! Master has given you a week to find out who is the mastermind, so I believe that the Young Master will give Master a satisfactory answer! "

The calm tone of his voice was always filled with the thick smell of warning. Nangong Shaojue only looked at him coldly, without any intention of replying him.

With that, Gruce bowed and left.

However, the two of them did not communicate until the plane took off. Nangong Shaojue left the airport and started driving strictly in the direction of the hospital.

"Young Master! Master, you are obviously trying to trick us, what should we do next? " Strictly speaking, he asked with a serious expression.

A charity banquet that was held in the name of the Master Nangong two days ago had attracted the attention of Coastal City s and even the wealthy and powerful aristocratic families around the world. The layout of the area and the security were all handed over to Nangong Shaojue.

If not for Mensa, the sniper might have taken the life of Master Nangong, but at the moment of the explosion, Nangong Shaojue's men had already caught the people who had snuck into his hands, but just as they caught those few people, they bit the poison in their mouths at the same time and committed suicide.

But from their blood tests, they found that the poison they were taking was very special.

However, Nangong Shaojue was naturally well aware that all of this was a trap set up by the Master Nangong for him to find the mastermind? The mastermind was just one of his men.

Nangong Shaojue looked out the window with icy, amber eyes. Then he coldly said, "Send the blood test report to him in a week!" As he spoke, a cold and terrifying aura flashed across his eyes.

Perhaps other people might not know about the poison they were taking, but he did.

Strictly speaking, he didn't ask any further questions, "Yes!"

When the car arrived at the hospital, Nangong Shaojue was in the VIP ward on the fifth floor when he saw Quella taking care of Mensa.

"Young Master!"

"How is she?"

Quella said respectfully, "The doctor just checked, the young miss is fine right now!"

Finally, Nangong Shaojue looked at the sleeping Mensa, and said coldly, "Take good care of the young miss!"

"Yes sir!"

With that, Nangong Shaojue turned and was about to leave, when Quella's eyes suddenly turned serious, and he shouted: "Young Master!"

Nangong Shaojue stopped in his tracks, turned around, and coldly asked Quella: "What else do you want?"

Quella paused for half a second.

"Quella, what's wrong with you?" Strict question.

Then, Quella took out a report form from the bedside table, walked around the end of the bed, and stood in front of Nangong Shaojue, holding the report in his hands with both hands, and said respectfully: "At this time, I accidentally found it in the hands of a nurse, this subordinate is not too sure, but my heart is suspicious, Young Master, take a look!"

The instant Quella placed the report in front of Nangong Shaojue, the name was reflected in his eyes, and it immediately contracted and condensed into a frown. It was as if all the blood in his body had become somewhat stiff.

He slowly raised the report in his hand and looked at it intently. The four words on it stung his eyes: Nangong Liye.

He was led to his private seaside villa in Seaside City. Within a bedroom that was a hundred square meters, there was a window that was several dozen meters wide, and in front of the window, there was a blue sea. There was a large bed with gold and white carvings on it, and on the palace sofa, there were many dolls and dolls. Every piece of furniture could be said to be priceless.

Clearly, this place had been prepared a long time ago!

Since Su Weiyi had arrived, she had always shut himself in her room. Every day, when the servants brought her food, she would eat it on time.

When he had nothing to do, Su Weiyi would just sit in front of the window, staring at the blue ocean, one hand caressing his stomach, while talking to the child.

"Baby you don't have to worry, Daddy found out we're missing, he'll definitely come back to find us!"

"…"

"Daddy will not ignore us!"

"…"

"He'll definitely come looking for us!"

"…"

"So baby, you have to be fine. Mom and Dad love you very much. You will definitely be born healthy and healthy!"

or keep flipping through their wedding album, repeating to himself, "Shaojue, you will definitely marry me, right? I believe you! I believe you will marry me! I'll wait for you! I've been waiting for you! "

"…"

Or perhaps, she had set up a easel and continued to draw him, but for some reason, she drew a scene that she didn't want to paint. It felt like there was a hand controlling her to draw in that direction.

But when she finished, she felt that the scene she was drawing was so familiar, as if she had seen it in a dream, or as if she had seen it in real life.

She stopped and carefully looked at the scene on the drawing paper. The person on the drawing paper was someone she wanted to recall, but the more she tried to recall, the more she couldn't think of anything.

Just then, the sound of a key opening the door sounded. Su Weiyi regained his senses and quickly kept the picture scroll.

When he turned around, he saw the servant open the door, and a white figure entered his sight. Su Weiyi became alert in an instant, and asked sternly: "Why did you come in? Get out! "

Mu Yexiao then took the tray from the servant's hands, and the servant immediately retreated and closed the door.

Mu Yexiao carried the tray with both hands and walked in the direction of Su Weiyi.

"Mu Yexiao, I'll let you go out! Didn't you hear? "Get out!" Su Weiyi was agitated and angry, pointing to the door.

However, Mu Yexiao acted as if he did not hear it. His devilishly handsome face seemed to be filled with gentleness and harmless things.

"You …" Su Weiyi stared at him angrily, his body was retreating continuously, his hands subconsciously holding on to his lower abdomen.

Mu Yexiao stopped in front of a glass tea table in front of the French window and slowly placed the tray on top of it.