When the plane disappeared, ou Qingheng drove back to his apartment in the city. After dinner with An'an, the father and son played the game peacefully for half an hour. As soon as Ann was bathed and coaxed to sleep, his phone rang. It was Linlin who called.

At the other end of the phone, Linlin's anxious words were not coherent: "Oh, Mr. ou, the plane that the young lady was sitting on was affected by the airflow, and now I have lost contact. A friend of mine at the airport knows that I have reserved the flight ticket online, so she specially called me."

Ou Qingheng's face changed instantly. His throat seemed to be locked. It was heavy and dry.

"I see." Hung up the phone, ou Qingheng originally wanted to call Fang Hui to check the authenticity of the matter, but he pressed his finger on the phone button several times without success.

"Fang Hui, please check Yiyi's flight to Shanghai." It was not easy to call the phone, his voice contains a tremor.

"Yes, boss."

Hung up the phone, ou Qingheng looked at An'an's quiet sleeping face. He said in a low voice: "An'an, don't worry. I won't let your mother have an accident. She's mine. Even the king of hell can't take it from me."

The waiting time was particularly long. Ou Qingheng was afraid that Fang Hui would call, but he also expected Fang Hui to bring good news. Whether he wanted to or not, Fang Hui's call came.

"Boss, my flight to Shanghai was affected by the airflow half an hour ago. Now I have lost contact with the airline temporarily. But don't worry. Now they are searching and rescuing. The young lady will be OK." Fang Hui said.

Ou Qingheng only felt a little pain in his head. He said in a deep voice: "Fang Hui, send someone to find out. I don't believe in the search and rescue of the airlines. I need to find out the existence of Yiyi as soon as possible."

"I see, boss, I'm going to inform everyone that they're going to locate the flight as quickly as possible."

"You do it."

Hang up the phone, Fang Hui with the fastest speed to gather all the people together, and there is a person as anxious as ou Qingheng, and this person is Xu Chen no different.

"Fang Hui, Yi Yi is really on the plane that lost contact temporarily?" Xu Chen cold face way.

"Xu Chen, I know you don't want to believe this is true, but the young lady is on that plane, and the boss is almost crazy. Otherwise, we will not inform everyone to locate the position of the plane. We can only hope that the plane is temporarily lost, otherwise However, with the help of gods, the young lady will always be able to turn calamity into good luck. Don't worry about it. " Fang Hui raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, some pale appeasement way.

In recent years, there have been endless news of high-altitude deaths. Once lost, the passengers on the plane will die. But now they can only comfort themselves and hope that Yao Yiyi can be safe.

Xu Chen's fist slowly clenched, his face became frightening.

Fang Hui looked at him like this. After several times of appeasement in his mind, he became pale and powerless.

"Xu Chen, don't think about it any more. We are going to try our best to find out the position of the little lady. We don't have to think about the rest. Do you understand?" Fang Hui said earnestly.

He knew that Xu Chen had never forgotten Yao Yiyi from the beginning to the end. He just withdrew from her life circle just like a second Leng in order to make her family happy. He silently protected her and An'an from being hurt. He tried his best to keep a distance with Yao Yiyi.

He is quietly guarding his love for her in his way.

"I know." Xu Chen voice some hoarse said.

Fang Hui just looked at him deeply and didn't say any more nonsense.

Fang Hui and Xu Chen use their acquaintances to check the flight that has temporarily lost contact, but just as the police and the flight company thoroughly investigate the result, they get nothing.

On the other side, ou Qingheng also called a bodyguard to protect An'an. He drove to the airport. There were already many families who got news. They were crying and asked the airport staff how their relatives were and whether they could survive.

The airport staff have no ability to predict, so they can only say pale: "the police station has sent out the police force to check, I believe there will be news soon."

Those family members are like dead ashes, all of them are very excited, even some crying, are shouting to let the airline compensate their relatives.

Ou Qingheng looks at such a picture, the face color is more cold.

He slowly retreated to the outside of the airport, suddenly afraid that he would hear from others that they had found the wreckage of the plane.

Ou Qingheng sat in the car all night. The next day, his mobile phone rang. He quickly picked it up and asked, "Fanghui, do you have any news?"

"Boss, I'm sorry. I haven't got anything yet." Fang Hui was lost on the other end of the phone.

Ou Qing Heng wiped a face, feeling a little irritable, he said: "continue to check.""Yes, boss."

Yao Yiyi's plane lost contact is still known by other people. Mrs. O and father go to the apartment first.

Mrs. Ou said in a hurry: "Qing Heng, what's the matter with Yiyi's plane crash? Have you found anyone? "

Ou Qingheng sat on the sofa dejectedly. It has been a day since the plane disappeared. If there is no news, it may be more or less ominous.

"Qing Heng, do you want to say something? I can't do it if you want to die in a hurry?" Mrs. o said anxiously.

Ou Qingheng opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse: "Mom, I don't know. I sent everyone to check, but there is still no news. An'an doesn't know about it. He will come downstairs later. No one is allowed to say it. He is early witted. I'm afraid he will be sad when he knows."

Mrs. o was distressed that he was like this, but it didn't help. After the plane crash, the government sent all the people to search and rescue, but nothing was found.

"Grandpa, grandma, you're here." Ann came down from the stairs, not very interested.

Mrs. Ou quickly restrained her expression on her face, waved to him, and said, "my dear sun, what's the matter with you? Look at this mouth cocked can lift a bottle of soy sauce

Ann shook his head, looked up at Mrs. ou, said glumly: "grandma, is there something wrong with mom?"

Mrs. Ou was stunned and forced to smile: "why does An'an say so? Isn't your mother taking care of your grandmother in Shanghai now

"Grandma, don't lie to me. I heard my father talk on the phone yesterday. My mother lost contact with her plane, but it doesn't matter. I believe that mother will be OK. An'an won't cry. An'an has to wait for her mother to come back. Her mother promised An'an to watch An'an marry and have children." Ann said with a soft voice.

Mrs. O's heart was sour.

Her good grandson is very young, but she is too sensible. Sometimes she looks at it more thoroughly than many adults.