Chapter 317: Plane Lost Contact
As the engagement party drew closer, the entire Fu family mansion was immersed in a busy and festive atmosphere.
From early morning to late at night, servants shuttled between rooms, carefully arranging every corner.
The hall was filled with fresh flowers flown in, and their rich fragrance filled the air.
Yun Zheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the white flower stand being built in the garden.
The sunlight shone through the gauze curtains onto her, giving her a soft halo.
She was wearing simple home clothes, with her long hair casually tied behind her head and a few strands of hair hanging by her ears, making her look particularly gentle.
"Young Madam, the designer has delivered the modified dress. Would you like to try it on now?" the butler asked respectfully while standing at the door.
Yun Zheng turned around and nodded, "I'll try. Just have them take it directly to the locker room."
She walked up the stairs slowly, and when she passed by the study, she heard the conversation between Shen Lanshu and Mrs. Fu coming from inside.
"Has the guest list been confirmed? Does Ling He have anyone special to invite?" Mrs. Fu's voice was filled with unconcealable joy, and her speech was a little faster than usual.
"Don't worry, Mom. Everything's been arranged." Shen Lanshu replied with a smile. "Ling He said everything should be based on Zheng Zheng's wishes. You know his personality. He wants to give Zheng Zheng the best in the world."
The corners of Yun Zheng's mouth rose unconsciously.
Since marrying Fu Linghe, she has felt nothing but meticulous care in this family.
Old Madam Fu and Shen Lanshu treated her like their own daughter, and Fu Linghe held her in the palm of his hand.
When I opened the door of the dressing room, the designer team was already waiting there.
More than a dozen assistants in black uniforms stood neatly on both sides, and in the center were more than a dozen carefully crafted dresses, each of which was breathtakingly beautiful.
The sunlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the crystals and pearls on the dress reflected a dazzling light.
"Mrs. Fu, we have readjusted the waistline and hemline according to Mr. Fu's request."
The chief designer introduced respectfully, carefully holding up a white mermaid dress with both hands. "We've added elastic to the waist to ensure your comfort. You can try it on first. If there's anything that doesn't fit, there's still time to make alterations."
Yun Zheng raised her hand and stroked the patterns on the dress, feeling the smooth touch of silk with her fingertips.
Each dress is too beautiful to be real. From the choice of fabrics to the treatment of every detail, it embodies the hard work of the designer team.
"Zheng Zheng!" Cen Lian'an's voice suddenly came from the door, "I'm coming!"
Yun Zheng turned around and saw Cen Lian rushing in with a cup of milk tea in his hand.
"I knew you were going to try on a dress today, so I got up early."
Cen Li'an handed one cup to Yun Zheng and distributed the others to the designers. "I bought you your favorite milk tea, three-tenths sugar, and double the water chestnut popping beads. Just tell me if I'm your most caring best friend, and that's it."
Yun Zheng took the milk tea, took a sip, and the rich jasmine fragrance spread in her mouth.
She was about to say thank you when she suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation, as if her chest was tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and the pain made her gasp.
In an instant, cold sweat soaked her back and the cup of milk tea in her hand almost slipped.
"What's wrong?" Cen Lian'an keenly noticed her abnormality, quickly put down the cup of milk tea in his hand, and walked to her side in two steps.
Yun Zheng waved her hands and forced a smile. "It's okay. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
She tried to downplay it, but her pale lips betrayed her true condition.
Cen Li'an looked at her suspiciously and reached out to touch her forehead. "You look as pale as a sheet of paper. Do you want to call a doctor? Jiang Chenyu should be on duty at the hospital today."
"It's really okay." Yun Zheng took a deep breath. The stinging sensation had eased, but it left an inexplicable uneasiness, like a dark cloud hanging over her heart.
"Let's try on clothes and stop wasting the designer's time."
The design team tactfully left the room, leaving only Cen Lian to help.
Yun Zheng picked up the white mermaid dress and walked into the cloakroom.
This 100-square-meter dressing room was specially built for her by Fu Linghe, and every design took her usage habits into consideration.
The dress is made of light and soft material, and it is custom-made according to her measurements, so it will definitely fit her perfectly.
She put it on carefully, but when she zipped up the back, the feeling of panic came over her again, this time more intense than before.
A sharp pain spread from her chest to her whole body. Her eyes went dark, her legs went weak, and she almost fell to the ground.
"Ah!" She couldn't help but cry out in pain, and squatted down, holding her chest.
At that moment, she inexplicably remembered the unusually strong hug Fu Linghe gave her before he left, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.
"Zheng Zheng!" Cen Lian immediately rushed into the cloakroom. Seeing her pale face and cold sweat on her forehead, he was so scared that his voice changed. "What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
Yun Zheng shook her head, speechless.
The pain came and went quickly, but it left a lingering feeling of dread, like something bad was happening.
Cen Li'an helped her sit on the soft stool and quickly poured her a cup of warm water. "Drink some water and take your time."
Her voice was filled with worry. "Your symptoms are very strange. Do you want to go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination?"
Yun Zheng took small sips, and the warm water flowing into her throat made her feel a little more comfortable.
She herself couldn't explain why she felt so unwell.
Ever since Fu Linghe went on a business trip to Country F three days ago, she has been sleeping restlessly every night, but she has never had such a strong physical reaction.
Last night I tossed and turned until the early hours of the morning before I could barely fall asleep. My dreams were full of fragmented memories.
"Should I call Jiang Chenyu and ask him to come over and take a look?" Cen Lian stood up and took out his phone from his bag. "I'm really worried about you like this."
"No, don't bother Dr. Jiang." Yun Zheng grabbed her hand. "I'm fine, really. I just need to rest for a while."
She reluctantly stood up, not wanting to worry her best friend too much.
Cen Lian hesitated for a moment, but ultimately gave up and helped her zip up her dress.
Yun Zheng took a deep breath and faced the full-length mirror.
The woman in the mirror was wearing a white fishtail dress, as elegant and noble as a mermaid princess, but her face was still a little pale, and there was a trace of imperceptible worry in her eyes.
"It's so beautiful." Cen Li'an admired sincerely, trying to divert her attention. "The tailoring is perfect, showing off your amazing figure to the fullest. Mr. Fu will be stunned and speechless when he sees it. I bet his first reaction will be to pick you up and spin you around three times, because I want to do the same."
When Yun Zheng mentioned Fu Linghe, her heart ached again.
She subconsciously pressed her chest and frowned slightly.
At this moment, the two mobile phones on the dressing table lit up at the same time and made a slight vibration sound.
Cen Lian walked over, picked up the phone and took a look, his face changed instantly.
She hesitated for a moment, but still handed over Yun Zheng's cell phone.
The news headline that popped up on the lock screen was glaring and stretched across the center of my vision: "Breaking News: Flight CY407 from Country F to Beijing lost contact in the airspace of Country A, with 187 passengers on board."
Yun Zheng's fingertips hovered above the screen, trembling slightly as if burned by the line of text.
Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated and her ears buzzed.
"The plane has lost contact." Cen Lian gasped, his milk tea cup tilting, a drop of brown liquid splashing onto the snow-white cashmere carpet, creating a small stain. But no one cared about that at the moment.
Yun Zheng stared at the words "lost contact" and suddenly felt a little breathless.
She unlocked her phone with trembling fingers and flipped through the chat history with Fu Linghe.
The last message was from Fu Linghe five hours ago, "Good night, Zheng Zheng," accompanied by a kiss emoji.
According to the itinerary, he should have taken the flight back home this afternoon, but...
She quickly edited a message and sent it: [Fu Linghe, are you done with your work? Where are you now?]
It was morning in Beijing, and night had just begun in Country F.
Fu Linghe said that his phone would be on 24 hours a day, and no matter how busy he was at work, he would always reply to her messages within seconds.
Every second of waiting for a reply felt like a century, and Yun Zheng felt like her heart was about to jump out of her chest.
Three minutes passed and the phone remained silent.
Yun Zheng was no longer able to care about so many things and directly dialed Fu Linghe's number, but there was a mechanical prompt tone on the other end of the phone saying "The number you dialed is turned off."
At this moment her panic has reached its peak!
Yun Zheng's fingers swiped across the screen quickly, finding Assistant Qi's chat box and sending several messages in succession, "Assistant Qi, is Fu Linghe in a meeting? Why isn't he replying?"
As soon as the message was sent, Assistant Qi called.
Yun Zheng picked up the phone immediately, her fingers trembling slightly with nervousness.
"Young Madam." Special Assistant Qi's voice was clearly tense. The sound of hurried footsteps and noisy voices could be heard in the background. "Boss Fu only brought the project personnel from the Overseas Business Department with him to Country F this time. The president asked me to stay in Beijing to handle company affairs. I can't contact the president right now."
Yun Zheng's heart sank. She clenched her phone so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palm. "What do you mean?"
Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. "What do you mean you can't contact him?"
"Mr. Fu and his team were originally scheduled to return home on this afternoon's flight, but..."
Assistant Qi paused, as if weighing his words. The sound of keyboard tapping could be heard in the background. "I just checked the company system. Mr. Fu's flight information has been temporarily changed."
The sound of rapid keyboard tapping could be heard from the other end of the line. Special Assistant Qi's breathing became noticeably heavier. "The system shows... Mr. Fu has rebooked this morning's flight CY407, returning six hours earlier than originally planned."
CY407 - the flight that lost contact in the news.
Yun Zheng's ears buzzed, and the phone slipped from her fingers, hitting the carpet with a dull thud.
She mechanically bent down to pick it up, but found that her fingers were shaking so badly that she couldn't hold the small phone.
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