"Yes."
Ding Pei answered and turned to the study on the first floor.
Open the phone and enter a web address.
……
"Sudden death?"
Standing in front of the floor to ceiling window in the living room, Lin an Ge is still thinking about Yu Wen Nan Sheng. Unconsciously, a bitter smile comes into her mouth.
If, like her mother, she was in a disaster.
That man is really not cold-blooded.
Bo Yuheng.
The hatred between you and me will be cleared from today.
Outside the window, the wind made the landscape trees around the villa whirring, and many branches of trees on the back mountain were blown off.
Yunxi lake, ripples.
Lin ange finished the cup of flower tea, went back to the sofa and sat down, took the financial magazine, looked seriously.
A sudden transit typhoon made the mountains and rivers pale, and the whole Yunjing city was shrouded in torrential rain.
Gu An and stood in front of the window, one hand into the trouser pocket, evil arrogant eyes or a piece of dark blue.
Looking out through the misty glass window, my eyes were sad.
"Young master, all flights at Yunjing airport have been cancelled. It seems that Lu can't come back for a while... "
The assistant remembered their mission and came to remind Gu Anhe in a whisper.
"If he can't come back, can you get in again?"
Gu Anhe slightly turned his head and glanced at him. The cold in the eyes makes people fear.
"Young master, we can let her out..."
The assistant said this without any foundation.
"Come out?"
Gu An and sneered.
"Do you think Lin ange is a fool?"
"I..."
The assistant had no confidence, but when he roared, he did not dare to make a sound.
Gu Anhe looks back and continues to look out of the window.
The billboard on the opposite side is completely extinguished, and only the static display screen soaked with rain falls into sight.
Because of the typhoon, the publicity of "T2" was pushed back one day.
After standing for a while, the assistant who retreated not far away stepped forward again.
This time I had a mobile phone in my hand.
"Young master, Secretary Fu's telephone number..."
Gu An and some impatient to take the phone, eyes more gloomy.
"Hello..."
Open mouth, voice line indifference.
"Mr. Gu, Miss Wu has been found."
Gu Anhe thought that Fu Qinglun had called him. It was Bo Yuheng who had any instructions. Unexpectedly, it was such a "good news".
"Who was her kidnapper?"
Gu Anhe asked angrily.
"Mr. Gu, you shouldn't ask Miss Wu if she's ok now?"
Fu Erya did not reply directly.
"Good or bad, it doesn't matter to me. What matters is, who dares to attack her? "
Gu Anhe's voice is a little hoarse, which is almost a roar.
"General manager Gu, Miss Wu has been subjected to inhuman torture, and now her mood is somewhat broken."
Fu Qinglun still did not say the person who started Gu Yanran, but blindly stressed the situation of Gu Yanran.
"Who is it?"
When Gu Anhe heard the word "inhuman", he was furious.
Blood boils in the body.
Anger burned every nerve of his.
Without Fu Qinglun going on, he can already imagine what situation Gu Yanran is at the moment.
Fear is more serious than being slighted.
"Mr. Gu, I'll tell you about it when you go back to Licheng."
There is a trace of heaviness in Fu Qinglun's voice.
"Is that him?"
Gu Anhe stopped talking when he saw him. It was obvious that the other side was not ordinary people. In his first reaction, he thought of Bo Yuheng.
Just, Gu Yanran did nothing, why did he do this to her?
That's his own daughter.
Did he do this to police himself.
If the task is not completed, the next person to deal with may be Gu Mingran or Gu Pianran. Even Gu Yunxiao.
They were his half sister-in-law.
Rao is that they are not the same mother, but both of them have the blood of Gu Liancheng.
They are relatives.
Before Gu Liancheng died, he was finally told.
Be kind to your family and your sister-in-law.
Bo Yuheng really understands him. Know where his weaknesses are?
With this in mind, Gu An and his gloomy eyes are covered with blood red, and the whole person is like a trapped animal in an iron cage.
Only by killing the lambs in the cage can he be released.
"Mr. Gu, it's not him..."Unexpectedly, Fu Qinglun gave him a negative answer.
Gu Anhe doesn't believe that Fu Qinglun is Bo Yuheng's chief secretary. Of course, he is facing him.
He even suspected that Fu Qinglun was inspired by Bo Yuheng.
"Who else would it be if it wasn't him?"
Gu An and his facial features are ferocious and roar again.
"Ask him, what do you want?"
"Mr. Gu, calm down."
Fu Qinglun's voice slowed down, warm voice advised.
"Calm down?"
Gu An and the corners of his mouth twisted and asked coldly.
"If he does this to you, can you calm down?"
"I..."
"Can't you tell me?"
Gu'an and his eyes were red, and the light of their eyes became strange. Both hands were exerting, and the joints were bent into the shape of Eagle claws.
"Mr. Gu, I'm calling you just to reassure him."
Fu Qinglun once again evaded his question and replied in a quiet way.
Gu Anhe shrugged his shoulders, and his mouth was filled with a strange and gloomy smile.
If he is really relieved, he should tell him who moved Gu Yanran.
Gu An and scolded a rude word, in the hand of the mobile phone again, hit the ground.
Bang
Once again, the cell phone is falling apart.
Panic stricken assistant squats down again, ready to pick up the mobile phone card.
"Don't pick it up!"
Gu Anhe roared at him, stepped forward, raised his feet, and trampled on the fragmented mobile phone to pieces.
The phone card was buried in a pile of debris.
……
Pear city.
Nan Huaijin's Secret villa.
Guest bedroom on the second floor.
"Ah
Rao is sound insulation effect is very good, the piercing scream still can faint out.
Fu Qinglun calls Gu Anhe, hesitates for a moment, pushes the door and walks in.
"Don't come here! Get out of my way
In the corner of the sofa came a cry of fear.
Fu Qinglun looked at the past, covered by the sofa, and could only see two shaking and waving arms.
"Miss five, it's me. Fu Qinglun. "
"Don't come here!"!!! get the hell out of here!!! Get out of my way
The waving hands trembled more and more.
The roar was in a panic.
Fu Qinglun's heart was tight and his legs were as heavy as lead. Walk slowly and speak in a low voice.
"Miss five, don't be afraid. It's me... "
"Don't Don't Please Don't... "
The woman curled up behind the sofa saw him and put her hands back, hugging her knees tightly.
That once clear eyes, now panic.
The bright and moving face is full of scratches.
Who could have thought that the woman, who was on the verge of collapse and was just about to go mad, would be the fifth miss of the family.
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