George stopped the meeting immediately and drove home after calling ningziwei to explain the situation.
On the way, she received a call from Yang Yaru. Her voice was worried: "ah Zhi, the studio said that ya'er didn't go today, and the employee also said that he hadn't seen ya'er in the past two days..."
George's gloomy face was not surprised by the result.
He guessed something would happen when he heard Yang Yaru say that Qiaoya had been out for two consecutive days.
"I see." he listened to the cold voice with a gloomy face.
Yang Yaru was also worried: "ya'er, where has she... Gone? Is there any danger?"
George snorted coldly, and the shadow between his eyebrows seemed to condense into a violent storm: "I don't want to know if she is in danger now. She deserves to suffer for her own sins!"
"Ah Zhi..." Yang Yaru frowned and wanted to persuade him something, but after thinking about it, she didn't know what to say, so she only said tactfully, "don't be angry first. Pay attention to safety when driving. We'll talk slowly when we come back."
"Speak slowly?" George snorted angrily. "I also want to talk slowly with her. I'm afraid we'll slow down, and eukins Yan won't slow down."
Yang Yaru heard that his tone was particularly wrong and asked, "what's the matter?"
Otherwise George wouldn't be so angry.
"Jiwei's operation today, I guess they also got the trace of Eugene Yan." George didn't have a good way. "If Jiwei's operation fails again because of her, I really have no face to see people."
"Today?" Yang Yaru was also surprised, and then she couldn't sink. "What should I do? Why don't Qiao Zheng and them go out to help find someone?"
George felt his temples jump suddenly. He pulled the car on the side of the road with the steering wheel, rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I'll arrange it. Don't worry about it. In addition, don't tell Dad and grandpa to save them worry."
"I see. So... Will you come back?" Yang Yaru asked.
"Oh, what are you going back to do?" George laughed at himself. "Jiwei, they are all working hard. Can I still sit at home and wait for news?"
Yang Yaru also knew George's temperament. At this time, he must want to find Qiaoya quickly, so he told him, "be careful. Don't get angry when you see ya'er. It's the most important to bring people back."
"Don't worry, don't say it first. I'll ask Jiwei about it."
After telling Yang Yaru what happened at home, George sighed and brazenly called Ning Jiwei again.
Ning Jiwei didn't say anything. After listening to him, he directly asked him to contact Mo Jue.
At the other end, Yang Yaru didn't expect that she had just hung up George's phone. As soon as she turned around, she saw Qiao Qinghe standing at the entrance of the stairs on crutches.
"Grandpa... Grandpa, when did you..." Yang Yaru was surprised. When did the old man come down? And how much did he hear?
"I came down when you called ah Zhi. I heard everything you said."
Qiao Qinghe said calmly, "come on, what's the matter?"
"This..."
Yang Yaru hesitated. Just trying to find a reason to prevaricate, she saw Qiao Qinghe's crutch suddenly knocked on the ground and said coldly, "why, now you don't need to tell me all the big and small things in this family? Am I dead or what?"
"No, no, Grandpa, don't be angry..." Yang Yaru didn't expect Qiao Qinghe to be so angry. She was stunned there and didn't know whether to tell the truth or not.
The voice of the two men woke Joe, who had just fallen asleep on the small sofa. The little guy was uncomfortable recently. Now he was awakened and cried as soon as he opened his eyes.
Yang Yaru hurried to hold the child and coaxed him not to cry.
When Qiao Zhen and Yan Mei, who were not in the living room, heard Joe's cry in the living room, they all came over. Yan Mei loved her little grandson. For a moment, she didn't even bother to say hello to the old man, so she quickly walked over to pick up Qiao from Yang Yaru. She was coaxed by "baby, sweetheart".
Qiao Zhen slowed her down two steps and saw Qiao Qinghe sitting there with an unhappy face. He was stunned and walked over and asked, "Dad, why did you get down?"
Since the beginning of the year, Qiao Qinghe has been lying in bed most of the time. Occasionally, they helped him downstairs. Unexpectedly, he was in the living room today, and his face was still a little wrong.
"Hum, if I don't come down and walk for two steps, how can I know that you hide everything from me all day." Qiao Qinghe said impolitely. Yan Mei, who was busy coaxing her little grandson, was stunned. She couldn't help looking at Yang Yaru and whispered to her what had happened.
Yang Yaru was in a dilemma between the two ends. She lowered her head and bit her lips without speaking.
"Dad, don't be angry. There may be some misunderstanding." Yan Meirou said.
"Misunderstanding?" Qiao Qinghe pointed to Yang Yaru and said, "girl, tell them what you said on the phone with ah Zhi just now? Where's Qiao Ya's girl?"
"Grandpa..." Yang Yaru hesitated and couldn't speak.
Qiao Zhen and Yan Mei looked at each other and suddenly understood something.
This time, something happened to Qiaoya at home. Both of them thought qiaoqinghe was angry about the confusion between Qiaoya. They didn't think so and said, "Dad, don't be angry. It's all a thing of the past. Yaer is good now."
Qiao Zhenwei squinted at Yang Yaru, realized something, and asked in a deep voice, "Yaru, why don't you talk? Shouldn't... What happened to yar'er again?"
Yan Mei was surprised and turned to look at Yang Yaru.
Up to now, Yang Yaru can't hide it anymore. She can only nod her head.
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When Yang Yaru explained what happened to Qiao ya to the Qiao family, George was rushing to Mo Jue.
Mo Jue is also calm. After knowing that Qiaoya's whereabouts were handed over to Jian Yi and Shazhi for investigation, he didn't worry about finding someone. He simply found a coffee shop and sat down for coffee while waiting for news.
Anyway, with the ability of Jian Yi and Shazhi, it won't be long before they can find out. If they can't find out, it's useless for him to run all over the street and break his leg.
After receiving George's call, Mo Jue was not surprised. After telling him the address, he hung up the phone, then turned around and waved to the waiter for another cup of coffee.
"Would you like another cappuccino, sir?" the waiter asked politely when he saw that there was a cappuccino on his table.
"No, for a change."
Mo Jue slightly hooked his lips, and his eyes were full of bad smiles: "change into the bitterest and sour coffee in your store. Remember, don't add sugar, not at all."
Waiter: "..."
In the waiter's complicated eyes, the arc of Mo Jue's mouth became bigger and bigger. He looked at the traffic outside the glass window and began to look forward to the arrival of the unlucky George.