Si Ze glanced down at Yan Mo's feet and said, "Mo Mo, wait for me here!" Then he bent down and picked her up, and walked her to a nearby seat. He specifically instructed Ning Xin who was standing beside him, "Take good care of your cousin's wife. Don't let anything happen to you like last time."
"Definitely not." Ning Xin immediately raised her hand to guarantee.
"Just wait for me to come back." Si Ze kissed Yan Mo gently on the face, turned around and walked out with big strides. Xun Jiage informed him and followed Si Ze out.
Watching their figures disappear at the door, Yan Mo endured the pain and took off the not-so-high high heels on his right foot.
A thumb-sized blister suddenly appeared on her heel, and it looked very painful.
"Oh! Momo, there are bubbles." Ning Xin exclaimed and immediately squatted down to check.
"It's okay." Yan Mo said indifferently. He just took a breath, put on his shoe on his right foot immediately, and began to scan the corners of the venue.
There are so many reporters here now. Any casual photo may make the headlines tomorrow. No matter how hard it is, she has to maintain the dignified and elegant image of a wealthy wife and not let Si Ze lose face.
After a round, as expected, she didn't see the person she was looking for.
"Momo, why don't I go find you a pair of slippers!" Seeing her cousin's wife looking calm and putting on high heels again, she felt pain. As a woman, she knew best how uncomfortable and painful it was to wear high heels that rubbed the feet.
Yan Mo retracted his gaze, looked at Ning Xin, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Xin'er, you don't have to bother me."
Suddenly, her eyes fell on the camera on the door frame behind Ning Xin, and a light gradually lit up in her eyes. Then, she immediately raised her head and looked up at the top of the entire conference hall.
It is true that the more anxious and panicked people are, the lower their IQ will be. With so many cameras in the venue, they will forget about them. This is better than sending people to look for them blindly. As long as An An has been to the venue, he will be recorded.
"Let's go." Yan Mo immediately stood up, pulled Ning Xin, who was still unaware of the situation, out of the venue and walked towards the security room.
After Si Ze announced Yan Mo's identity so loudly today, there is no one in Zhenghong Group who doesn't know Yan Mo. No, it's the entire Mo City. Now is the Internet age, maybe most people in the country know her.
It is not difficult to explain. There are so many rich people in the country. Not only do the rich pay attention to people of the same kind as themselves, but ordinary people also like to read gossip about the rich.
At this moment, the attitude of the employees of Zhenghong Group was completely different from the first time she came to Zhenghong. Although they were polite the first time, it was not difficult to feel their arrogance. Now, Yan Mo felt...
Well, how should I put it is that he was too enthusiastic, a bit like a licker, just like the young security guard in front of her now.
"Madam, you are here. Is there anything you need me to do? Just tell me and I will do it." The security guard bent over, smiling flatteringly, his eyes shining with gold, as if Yan Mo was a piece of delicious meat, and he was just about to lick him, which made people feel sick.
Ning Xin couldn't bear to watch it anymore and scolded, "Put that aside. It makes me uncomfortable."
Yan Mo didn't want to waste time and was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he directly told the reason. The security guard naturally had no objection and immediately led Yan Mo and the others into the security booth and retrieved the video footage of the period when An An was missing.
Ten minutes later.
Yan Mo and Ning Xin walked out of the security booth. A faint smile finally appeared on their ugly faces, and they ran back to the venue quickly.
"Momo, slow down." Ning Xin said worriedly. She could vaguely see that her heels were bleeding, staining the white heels of her shoes.
"Can't slow down." Yan Mo said while panting.
The camera just now only captured An An listening to Si Ze's speech, then turning and entering the stairwell through the back door of the venue. There were no cameras in the stairwell. As for where he was still, no one knew. Fortunately, the time between them was not too long. A second later would reduce the chance of finding An An in the stairwell. She had to hurry over.
The more anxious you are, the more likely an accident will happen. Yan Mo and the others had just run in and arrived at the safety door leading to the stairs when they ran into a group of reporters who had not yet arrived and were in a hurry to leave. When the reporters saw that it was Yan Mo, they immediately stopped her.
"Ms. Yan, do you feel any pressure being with Mr. Si?"
"Will you have children in the future?"
"Miss Yan, I heard that Mr. Si has an illegitimate child. Do you know about this?"
Yan Mo stopped and turned to look at the reporter who asked the question. His face turned cold and he asked in a cold voice: "Who said that? That's not an illegitimate child, he's my son." After that, with Ning Xin's desperate efforts, Yan Mo successfully escaped from the circle of reporters, but Ning Xin was not so lucky and was left behind.
Without caring too much, Yan Mo looked at Ning Xin who was being bombarded in the face with countless microphones, said sorry, and pushed the door open into the dark stairwell.
She turned on the light on her cell phone and thought, then looked up at the stairs leading to the roof, then looked at the stairs leading to the basement. Yan Mo finally chose to climb up.
The reason she didn't go downstairs was because Yan Mo had listened to her grandmother's ghost stories since she was a child. She thought almost all children had heard them! No child is not afraid. The probability of going to the basement is very small. She began to climb up and climbed to the tenth floor. There was still no trace of An An. Yan Mo wondered if she had guessed wrong. In fact, An An went to the basement?
However, she had already climbed one-third of the way and could not give up halfway. Yan Mo sat on the steps, pounded her trembling legs, held the handrail, stood up again, and prepared to move forward.
At this time.
Suddenly, a small cry was heard, accompanied by a cold breeze that blew her hair. Yan Mo was so scared that she trembled and almost dropped her phone. She was not very brave to begin with, and it was pitch black in the stairwell. With every step she took, the echo of her footsteps came over, making it difficult for her not to be afraid.
"An An, is that you?" Yan Mo shouted, suppressing the urge to escape.
After waiting for a long time, there was no response. However, Yan Mo was sure that the crying voice was An An, because the crying stopped after she spoke. She no longer hesitated and climbed up quickly.
Finally, she was not disappointed. When she reached the sixteenth floor, she saw An An curled up in the corner.
Seeing An An's tearful face, Yan Mo felt distressed. She did not blame or scold him. She followed An An's example, sat beside him, and asked softly in a gentle and hoarse voice:
"An An, why are you here?"
An An turned her head to look at Yan Mo beside her, tears streaming down her face, and she threw herself into her arms:
"Sister Yan, wuwuwu...Does daddy not want me anymore?"
"Who told you that?" Yan Mo gently pressed the little guy's back, narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.
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