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"Of course I won't reject you! It's just that, Xiaofan, I'm afraid your body isn't suitable. If anything happens to Ling Chen, the baby in your belly will become his last son, and all of the Ling Family's bloodline will be tied to you. And if Ling Chen is safe, it will not be a good thing for you to rush over and hurt his child. " Song Chengyou's gloomy gaze fell on Jane Fan's abdomen.

"How can there be so much to worry about? I'm going to find Ling Chen, right now! " Jane Fan coldly looked at Song Chengyou, "No matter what happens between me and my child, it has nothing to do with you. You only need to remember that you are only Ling Chen's friend, and finding Ling Chen is your final mission! "

With that, Jane Fan left Song Chengyou's office. She quickly took a taxi to the garden, packed her things, and prepared to leave with her backpack.

Pan Wenfang, who had just accompanied Yan Shaotian to have a look at his superficial wounds, couldn't help but grab her arm when she saw how serious Jian Fan was. "Xiaofan, do you also believe that Little Tian is a spy? So do you want to draw the distance between us?"

"No. Little Aunt. " Jane Fan shook his head. "I have some matters to attend to so I have to go out." You take good care of Little Tian. Uncle Yan will definitely investigate this matter in earnest.] "He's Uncle Yan's only child. He won't bear to have him framed."

"He will?" "Will he?" Pan Wenfang looked at Jian Fan expectantly. If Yan Qirui was really going to do this, she would only be angry at him for a while and eventually forgive him. But would he really defend his children? Would he, for the sake of his so-called good name, directly exterminate his parents and send Shaotian to jail?

"He …"

"He won't! He just wanted me dead! I am his burden! " Jian Fan's words were suddenly cut off by someone. He turned around and saw Yan Shaotian's wounded eyes and tightly wrapped arms. Yan Qirui had used a great deal of strength earlier. Yan Shaotian's arm was almost broken by him, so when someone mentioned that he would defend him, he could not help but let out a sneer.

Mom, Sister Fan. Don't be fooled by that old man, he has long disliked me and wanted me to die a long time ago! " Yan Shaotian snorted, seeing Jian Fan holding the bag, he stared blankly for a moment, and then the corner of his mouth curled up into a wounded smile, "Sister Fan, you also believed his words, didn't you? Even you think I'm a spy, which is why you're so eager to distance yourself from us?

"Little Tian, I'm not." Jian Fan shook his head, "I have already talked to Uncle Yan about the spies. He should be able to catch a spy in the police station tonight. Little Tian, you just need to rest at home and wait for the good news. I still have things to do. When I return, I will celebrate for you. "

"Little Aunt, take care of yourself as well." After saying that, Jian Fan looked at the two longingly and hurriedly went downstairs.

The corner of Yan Shaotian's mouth curled into a cold smile as he watched her figure gradually disappear into the distance.

No one had ever been able to save Yan Shaotian, and the only person who could save him was himself.

So, Dad, since you insist on giving me that hat, I'll prove to you just how outrageous you think it is. And I myself, how clever and capable.

Since he already had a plan in mind, Yan Shaotian's angry expression disappeared and was replaced with a calm one.

Pan Wenfang, who was standing beside him, watched as Jian Fan left with a look of regret. She then turned her head and looked into his deep eyes.

"Little Tian, don't worry. Your father will definitely help you wash off your grievances!"

"Will it? I hope so. " With a faint smile, Yan Shaotian turned around and returned to his room. Pan Wenfang glanced at the door again, then turned around and closed it. She went back to her room and took out the photo of the three of them together, quietly wiping away her tears. Why, why had he come to this point? Why did such a great family fall apart now?

Yan Qirui, who was working in the office, received a call from Jane Fan. After arranging everything, he returned home.

The room was quiet. He didn't look for Yan Shaotian, but instead went straight to his own bedroom.

The bedroom door was ajar, and he could hear the faint sound of sobbing from inside. Yan Qirui listened for a while. In the end, he said nothing and left home.

After getting the item, Jane went to Song Chengyou to force him to take her to Nan-Ming.

Song Chengyou didn't want the two of them to be too ostentatious on the road, so he borrowed Ling Chen's private plane. He and Jian Fan decorated it for a while before heading to Nan Ming.

Nan Ming, Spring City. Summer was hot as well. As soon as Jian Fan and the others got off the plane, they were immediately hit by the hot air.

Thin beads of sweat appeared on their skin. They were almost watermen.

"Miss Jane, Secretary Song." The person who came to pick him up was Ling Chen's dark guard leader, Ling Chen's most trusted subordinate.

"Yes." Jian Fan nodded his head and looked around. Seeing that there was no sports car with Ling Chen on it, he could not help but feel a little lonely.

"We haven't found the president yet, but we have some clues." That person took Song Chengyou's luggage, reaching out his hand to grab Jian Fan's. Jane Fan slightly shook his head and listened to him, "Then are you sure he is still alive? We have to get him out as soon as possible. "

"We know." The leader of the hidden guards nodded, "However, before this, we should take Miss Jane and Secretary Song and settle down. One third of the guards were taken away by the president, and two-thirds of them stayed behind to protect Zhou Tong and Ye Han. "So, tonight, I can only let Miss Jian Fan and Secretary Song stay in their hotel."

"Yes." Jane Fan nodded, but his heart was throbbing at the words of that person. Ling Chen had only brought a third of his guards to participate in such a dangerous event, but more and more people stayed behind to protect Ye Han and Zhou Tong. It looked like he wasn't so domineering and heartless in his heart.

"Chen has always been a man of his words. He can never be cruel to someone he loves. " Song Chengyou observed her slightly changed expression and softly added this sentence.

Jane Fan did not deny it, but in his heart, he felt happy for Song Chengyou's words.

Ling Chen, I'm here. I swear, this time I'm going to save you.

That night, Jane Fan and Song Chengyou were placed in the same hotel as Zhou Tong and the others. In order to take care of each other, they lived in two adjacent rooms, not too far from Zhou Tong and the others' residences.

"Xiaofan." Song Chengyou packed up his things and knocked on Jane Fan's door.

At that time, Jian Fan had just finished packing and was already lying on the bed. Hearing his arrival, he could only force himself to open the door, "What is it?"

"Tonight, we will meet with Ye Han and Zhou Tong." Song Chengyou looked at her drowsy appearance, and felt a bit of guilt in his heart.

"Yes." "Alright." Jian Fan nodded his head. He was already living close to them. To be able to meet and protect them was the most important thing.

"However, we still need to disguise ourselves. I'll bring you Auntie Cleaner's clothes in a while. " Song Chengye spoke again.

"Yes." Jian Fan nodded his head. Ling Chen had left more than half of the hidden guards to take care of Zhou Tong and the rest, meaning that they were in a dangerous situation. Naturally, she could not divulge her whereabouts. Therefore, according to the method Song Chengyou said, disguising himself was also an unavoidable move.

"Mm, then rest well. I'll come back and find you later. " Song Chengyou gave a few instructions to Jian Fan before leaving. Jane Fan closed the door and returned to his room. She lay down on his bed and fell into a deep sleep. It wasn't until her cell phone rang at eight in the evening that she struggled to sit up.

"Hello?" His voice was soft and gentle, making Song Chengyou, who was on the other side, laugh when he heard Jane Fan's appearance when she woke up.

"Xiaofan, I've already prepared the clothes. You open the door and I'll leave it there for you now. "

"Yes." "I understand." Jian Fan hung up the phone, washed his face and rinsed his mouth before opening the door. Sure enough, he saw the clothes at the door, as well as the back of Song Chengyou, who was not far away. Just now, she took some time to bathe. Could it be that Song Chengyou had waited outside the door for so long?

Although she had some doubts in her heart, she pretended not to know. She turned around, took her clothes and went back to change. Then, she dialed Song Chengyou's number. Only then did the two of them dress up and enter the guest rooms of Zhou Tong and the others.

"Room service." Jian Fan stood in the living room, his eyes was like a radar as they swept over the clothing within the room.

The interior was very luxurious, but she felt that something was very wrong.

"Why are you guys here so late?" Zhou Tong came into the hall wearing a nightgown. With just a glance at Jian Fan, her eyes were filled with tears, "Xiao-Xiaofan. Why are you here? "

"Tongtong." Jian Fan also called out to Zhou Tong, "We were called here. If we disturb your rest, we'll leave now. "

"I didn't disturb you." Looking at Jian Fan's outfit, Zhou Tong understood her intentions, "Help me clean up the bedroom." "Come on, I'll tell you right now what needs to be done."

Zhou Tong led Jian Fan to her bedroom and closed the door. After listening for a while and making sure there were no other sounds, she turned her teary eyes to Jian Fan, "Xiaofan, do you know? I'm so lonely without you. "Xiaofan, you're here. You've finally come to see me."

Zhou Tong was too excited as she spoke in reverse, but these people did not care. After silently observing the room and making sure there was nothing abnormal here, she slowly walked up to Zhou Tong and gently hugged her, "Tongtong, I'm sorry for making you feel wronged." "You must have suffered a lot these past few days in Nan Ming."

"No. "Xiaofan, I'm fine." Zhou Tong shook her head. With Ye Han meticulously taking care of her, no matter how big the wound in her heart was, it would still heal one day.

"Yes." "You can." Jian Fan held Zhou Tong's hand, "I've met your husband."

"You saw him?" Zhou Tong was slightly stunned. Ever since that person had brought her to Nan Ming, he had abandoned her and left. She tried over and over again, but he was nowhere to be found. How could Jane Fan have met with him? When did I see him again?

"Yes, he came looking for me." Jian Fan roughly explained what happened that day to Zhou Tong. Looking at her red eyes, she let out a long sigh, "Tongtong, tell me honestly, why did you marry him? Now, are you happy? "

"So what if I am happy? So what if it was unfortunate? Those were my original choices. " Zhou Tong wiped away her tears. She wanted to make herself look stronger, but in the end she seemed weaker.

When Jian Fan saw this, he couldn't help but feel his heart ache. Sighing, she pulled Zhou Tong into her arms and gently patted her back, "No matter what happened, it's all in the past now." "When the sun rises tomorrow, I'll let the plane take you and Brother Ye Han out of Nan Ming, back to Shuishui City."