Chapter 318 Fu Linghe, you’d better stay alive and wait for me!

Cen Lian'an didn't hear the content of the call between Yun Zheng and Special Assistant Qi, but when he saw her pale face, his heart suddenly tightened.

She immediately squatted down, and the hem of her skirt spread out a dark blue ripple on the ground.

When his fingertips touched the cold phone, Cen Lian noticed that Yun Zheng was shaking uncontrollably.

"Zheng Zheng..." She approached cautiously and stretched out her hand to support Yun Zheng's shaky body.

But when her palm touched Yun Zheng's bare arm, the cold temperature made her heart tremble.

Yun Zheng turned her head mechanically, and her thick eyelashes cast a shadow under her eyes.

Her eyes were empty, as if she was looking through Cen Lian'an at some distant place, or as if her soul had been pulled out of her body.

The crystal lights in the banquet hall shattered into millions of pieces in her eyes, but could not reflect a single life.

Her lips trembled slightly, but no sound came out.

"What happened?" Cen Lian'an was so anxious that his voice changed in tone, and the ending tone rose uncontrollably.

She held Yun Zheng's face with both hands and forced her to look at her. The skin her palms touched was cold and slippery, and she couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or tears.

"Fu Linghe... is also on the plane?" When she said this, her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible, but it exhausted all her strength.

As soon as the last word came out of her mouth, her knees gave way and she collapsed to the ground.

Cen Lian caught her quickly, wrapping his arms around her slender waist to prevent her from falling.

She could feel the weight of Yun Zheng's entire body pressing down on her, as if all support had been taken away.

Yun Zheng's words made her pupils suddenly constrict, and she shook her head in disbelief. "Impossible! Zheng Zheng, didn't you say his flight was in the afternoon? Assistant Qi must have made a mistake!"

Yun Zheng's tears slid silently, leaving crystal marks on her pale cheeks.

She gripped the phone so tightly that her knuckles turned white. "Assistant Qi said he changed his flight and came back early..."

When she spoke the last few words, her voice was so choked that it was almost inaudible.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Zheng took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from her face, and her eyes gradually became firm.

"An An, help me contact Jiang Chenyu." Her voice was still trembling, but she had regained her sanity.

Her fingers unconsciously rubbed the edge of the phone, and her fingertips could feel the rough touch of the cracks on the screen.

Cen Lian nodded immediately and took out her cell phone from her handbag.

Her fingers were shaking uncontrollably, and she entered the wrong password three times when unlocking the phone.

After the call was connected, she briefly explained the situation in a low voice, looking at Yun Zheng worriedly from time to time.

Yun Zheng quickly flipped through the address book and slid her fingertips across the screen.

She first dialed Lu Shiqian's number, and the call was answered almost immediately.

"Sister-in-law?" There was a hint of surprise in Lu Shiqian's gentle voice. Obviously, he didn't expect her to call at this time.

"Mr. Lu." Yun Zheng got straight to the point, her voice tense. "Fu Linghe was on that missing flight. I need your help."

There was a gasp from the other end of the line, followed by the sound of a chair being shoved away.

"I'll contact the Civil Aviation Administration right away. Wait for my news."

After hanging up, Yun Zheng immediately called Bo Jinnian again.

Fine beads of sweat had already seeped out of her forehead, and a strand of hair stuck to her cheek, but she had no time to care.

After the call was connected, he said in a deep voice without waiting for her to finish, "I know. I'm mobilizing all resources to find Ling He. Don't panic, sister-in-law."

Yun Zheng hung up the phone and stood up with the help of the table.

Her legs were weakening uncontrollably, but her willpower kept her standing straight.

"An An, please help me look after the elders in the old house for the next two days. I'm going to go find him."

When Yun Zheng said this, her eyes had regained clarity, and only her slightly trembling eyelashes revealed her inner uneasiness.

Cen Lian grabbed her wrist, and the skin he touched was still cold.

Her voice was tense. "Zheng Zheng, how are you going to go in this state? The location where the plane lost contact hasn't been determined yet, and you don't even know where to look!"

Yun Zheng looked back at her, and in her eyes was a stubbornness and determination that Cen Lian had never seen before.

Her eyes, always filled with a gentle smile, now burned with a near-paranoia. "I'm going to Country A. The report says the plane lost contact there. I'll go there first and talk about it later."

Her voice was low, like sandpaper scraping against a rough surface. "I can't just sit here and do nothing."

Cen Li'an knew he couldn't stop her, so he gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with you."

Yun Zheng shook her head, a strand of hair falling across her forehead. "We can't let things get chaotic here in the old house. Grandpa and grandma are old, and the situation is still uncertain. We can't let them know the truth for the time being."

Before Cen Lian'an could say anything, Yun Zheng had already lifted her skirt and was trotting towards the door.

As soon as she opened the door, she ran into Jiang Chenyu who was rushing over.

The man was dressed in a suit and tie, with beads of sweat on his forehead from running. It was obvious that he had been jogging all the way here.

Jiang Chenyu quickly reached out to support Yun Zheng, his warm palm firmly supporting her elbow. After helping her stand firmly, he let go and said, "Sister-in-law, where are you going?"

His voice was deep and powerful, and his eyes quickly swept over Yun Zheng's pale face and red and swollen eyes.

"I'm going to Country A. Please keep an eye on the airport for me." Yun Zheng's voice was extremely calm, but the slight tremor at the end of her voice still revealed her anxiety. "Contact me anytime."

Yun Zheng hurriedly explained everything to Jiang Chenyu and went downstairs quickly.

Her heart was beating like a drum and her fingertips were cold, but she took every step very steadily.

She couldn't fall down, at least not now, Fu Linghe needed her.

The crystal chandelier of the spiral staircase cast tiny spots of light above her head, making her dizzy.

She had to hold onto the handrail of the stairs, and the cool metal touch made her a little more awake.

In the living room, Shen Lanshu was chatting with several wives from the Fu family's side branches, with wisps of hot steam rising from the bone china teacups in her hands.

She noticed Yun Zheng's expression was not right and immediately stood up to greet her. The teacup was hastily placed on the coffee table with a crisp sound. "Zheng Zheng, what's wrong?"

Yun Zheng held her mother-in-law's hand and led her to a corner. She lowered her voice very low, "Mom, Ling He's plane... has lost contact."

Shen Lanshu's pupils suddenly shrank, her face turned pale in an instant, and her body shook.

Yun Zheng immediately supported her and felt her mother-in-law's arm trembling slightly.

Her voice was firm, as if she was trying to convince the other person, as well as herself.

"Don't panic. I've already contacted Lu Shiqian and Bo Jinnian, and they're mobilizing resources to search. I'm going to fly to Country A right now. I'll let Dad take care of the company's affairs for now."

Shen Lanshu took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. "Leave the company's affairs to your father, you can go with peace of mind."

She tightly grasped Yun Zheng's hand, her voice trembling, "Zheng Zheng, Ling He...will be fine."

Yun Zheng nodded, her eyes slightly red, but she tried hard not to let the tears fall, "Mom, don't worry, I believe he will be fine."

She paused, then whispered, "Let's keep it a secret from grandpa and grandma for now. Just say that something unexpected happened to him and that the engagement party... can be postponed."

Shen Lanshu closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she had regained some composure. "I know. I'm at home. You... take care of yourself."

Yun Zheng didn't say anything more, turned around and walked quickly towards the underground garage.

In the garage, she casually opened the door of a black car.

The coolness of the leather seat penetrated the thin skirt of her dress and made her shiver.

The moment she sat in, she realized that she was still wearing the dress she had just tried on, and the diamonds on the hem sparkled under the interior lights.

The sunlight outside the car window quickly passed through the shadows of the trees and swept across her face.

Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the steering wheel, and there was only one thought in her mind - Fu Linghe, you'd better wait for me alive!

The speed needle on the dashboard continued to climb, and the scenery outside the window had blurred into a block of color.

She knew she was speeding, but traffic rules didn't matter at the moment.

Every red light is a mockery, and every second of waiting is torture.

Tears flowed uncontrollably, blurring her vision. She roughly wiped them away with the back of her hand, but the more she wiped, the more tears came.

"You can't do this to me..." She murmured to herself, her voice hoarse and not her own, "You said you would accompany me to see the aurora..."

This sentence seemed to open a floodgate, and her long-suppressed emotions finally burst out.

But the crying only lasted a few seconds.

Yun Zheng took a deep breath and opened the car window to let the cold wind dry her tears.

In the rearview mirror, she saw that her eyes had become determined.

This was no time to be weak, she had to stay awake.

The road conditions ahead were a bit complicated, so she took a quick look and set the navigation.

It was still a twenty-minute drive to the airport, and every second felt like a century.

The sound of the tires rubbing against the ground was sharp and harsh, and she could almost feel the centrifugal force pushing the car body outward when turning.

But she didn't care, nothing was more important than getting to the airport at the moment.

When the outline of the airport finally came into view, her heart beat faster, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

When parking the car, Yun Zheng couldn't even wait for it to stop completely before pushing open the door, her high heels tapping out a rapid rhythm on the concrete floor.

The bright lights of the terminal stung her eyes, and the noise of the crowd rushed into her eardrums, but Yun Zheng had automatically blocked out all distractions and rushed straight to the VIP channel.

At the check-in counter, she took out her passport and black card, and said in an unusually calm voice, "The fastest flight to Country A, first class or economy class doesn't matter." Her nails left a few shallow scratches on the counter.

The staff member looked up at her, as if he wanted to say something, but was frightened by the determination in her eyes and quickly lowered his head to operate.

The sound of keyboard tapping is particularly clear in the quiet VIP room.

"Ma'am, there's a flight in an hour, but it requires a transfer..."

"This class," she interrupted, her voice unquestionable.

Her fingers finally stopped shaking as she took the boarding pass.

In the waiting room, she stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the planes taking off and landing on the runway.

The phone vibrated again. It was a message from Bo Jinnian: [The search and rescue team is ready to go at any time. Keep in touch.]

This short string of text gave her a glimmer of hope.

She held the phone against her chest, as if this would bring her closer to Fu Linghe.

Yun Zheng was anxiously waiting in the waiting room, and every second seemed to be stretched infinitely.

She kept refreshing the flight information on her phone, her fingertips leaving fine marks of sweat on the screen.

When the airport announcement finally sounded the boarding notice, she was almost the first one to stand up, and she didn't even notice that her knee hit the edge of the coffee table.

The flight attendant politely guided her to board the plane. Yun Zheng walked towards the jet bridge almost quickly, her high heels making rapid tapping sounds on the ground.

But just as she was about to board the plane, an inexplicable fear suddenly surged into her heart like a tide.

Fu Linghe also boarded the plane in this way. Where is he now?

Her steps suddenly stopped, her fingers tightly clenched the boarding pass, and the thin piece of paper crumpled into a ball in her palm.

The cold air in the bridge caused tiny bumps to appear on her bare shoulders, and the diamonds on her dress sparkled coldly under the light.

"Ma'am?" The flight attendant looked back at her in confusion.

Yun Zheng took a deep breath and dug her nails into her palms. The sharp pain made her regain a bit of sanity.

She couldn't retreat, Fu Linghe was still waiting for her. Yun Zheng forced herself to take that step and stepped into the cabin.

The lights in the cabin were so soft that they were dazzling, and the flight attendants' smiles were formulaic and warm.

Yun Zheng found her seat. The touch of the leather seat reminded her of the same coldness she had felt in the car just now.

She was a little flustered when fastening her seat belt, and she couldn't insert the metal buckle into the slot accurately several times.

As the plane began to taxi, Yun Zheng's breathing became rapid. She gripped the handrail tightly, her knuckles turning white.

The lights of the runway outside the window formed a flowing line, and the roar of the engine was infinitely amplified in her ears.

The moment the plane took off, Yun Zheng closed her eyes.

The feeling of weightlessness made her stomach churn, and Fu Linghe's deep voice seemed to echo in her ears, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"Ma'am, do you need any help?" The flight attendant noticed her pale face and leaned over to ask.

Yun Zheng shook her head and forced a smile.

She opened the sun visor, and outside the window the clouds spread out like cotton wool, and the setting sun dyed the sea of ​​clouds blood red.

She pulled out her phone and refreshed her email one last time before switching it to airplane mode.

No new news.

The lock screen was a secret photo of Fu Linghe that she had taken. In the photo, he was looking out the window, the sunlight hitting his face and making him look warm.

Yun Zheng gently stroked his outline with her thumb, and the screen soon went dark due to her touch.

The flight attendant brought the drink, Yun Zheng thanked her and took it, but didn't touch it.

She has no appetite at all now, and might vomit if she eats.

Yun Zheng turned on the screen in front of the seat and called up the flight map.

The small airplane icon representing them was moving slowly, and it was still nine hours' flight away from Country A.

Nine hours is enough time for a lot of things to happen. Maybe by then she will get news about Fu Linghe.

But Yun Zheng knew very well that the possibility was perhaps only 10%.

After the cabin lights were dimmed, Yun Zheng finally allowed herself to shed tears. The tears slid down silently, wetting the fabric of her clothes on her chest.

She curled up in the wide seat, the hem of her dress wrinkled into a ball, her helpless mood completely collapsed at this moment.

Yun Zheng really didn't know what to do. She had endured Zhou Yushen's broken off engagement and the severing of ties with the Yun family.

But this time, Yun Zheng... really felt like the sky was falling!

Half asleep and half awake, she seemed to see Fu Linghe.

She ran as fast as she could but couldn't reach him until a gust of air woke her up.

The cold sweat on his forehead slid down and wet his eyelashes.

It was still pitch black outside the window, with only the indicator lights on the wings flashing stubbornly in the night.