The Yan family looked carefully and found that there was no trace of Yan Zhiyu.

Ji Dongyu comforted Yan Fangwei while picking up his phone: "Weiwei, don't worry, I'll call Xiaoyu now. Xiaoyu must have something wrong and didn't have time to tell us."

Yan Fangwei said with tears in her eyes: "Just now when we were having dinner, Xiaoyu said that her phone was out of battery."

Ji Dongyu made a phone call, but the phone was turned off.

"What should I do?" Yan Fangwei looked like she was about to cry. "The security in Miriken is worse than in China. What could have happened to Xiaoyu? It's all my fault! Xiaoyu was clearly next to me, but I didn't notice..."

Yan Ke patted her back soothingly.

"It's only been a few minutes since we left the restaurant. Xiaoyu must not have gone far. Let's split up and look for him!"

Although Yan Yiran wanted to find her, the rest of the Yan family was also actively looking for her, so he could only follow them. However, he did not see Yan Zhiyu all the way.

"Yan Zhiyu...Yan Zhiyu where are you?"

As he searched, Yan Yiran realized that he had somehow come full circle back to where he started, and he couldn't help but get annoyed.

We were all about to leave, but Yan Zhiyu still wanted to do this, causing trouble for everyone! I don't know if she has some purpose in telling people off!

He started looking again, this time in a different direction.

There was no way. Now the Yan family was like possessed, and they were so concerned about Yan Zhiyu. If they found her, they would definitely be anxious, and he couldn't bear to see them like this.

After taking two steps, Yan Yiran suddenly saw two figures in the distance.

There was a dirty homeless man lying on the ground, and from a distance I could see that he looked very bad.

Another figure was kneeling beside the homeless man, apparently giving him CPR. The hem of the man's clothes had become dirty from friction.

This figure is very similar to the clothes Yan Zhiyu is wearing today.

But Yan Yiran subconsciously denied that this was Yan Zhiyu.

In fact, long before he found out about the real and fake daughter, he, like his other brothers, loved his sister Yan Zhiyu.

Although Yan Zhiyu always smiled sweetly in front of them, like a darling little princess, she was always arrogant when facing other people, especially those who had no status or position.

She looked down on these people from the bottom of her heart and thought she was superior to them.

Therefore, when Yan Zhiyu found out that she was not the daughter of a wealthy family, but the "lower class" that she had looked down upon, she felt so hurt that she was on the verge of collapse.

Besides, the figure's CPR technique was very professional, which Yan Zhiyu could never do. Moreover, based on his understanding of Yan Zhiyu, she could never save a dirty homeless man like this.

After hesitating for a moment, Yan Yiran decided to leave and continue looking for Yan Zhiyu.

After all, there were professionals who came to the rescue and they helped a lot.

He just turned around -

"Wake up! Can you hear me? Wake up!"

Yan Yiran's steps suddenly stopped.

etc......

This is Yan Zhiyu's voice!

......

Yan Zhiyu pursed her lips.

After her rescue, the homeless man in front of her looked a little better, but his face was still very ugly. If he continued like this, his life might be in danger!

To do this, you need to cooperate with others' breathing and continue!

Yan Zhiyu did not hesitate, pinched the homeless man's nose and opened his mouth.

In the end of the world, she has faced many life-threatening situations like this. There is no gender distinction in the face of life. Now in her eyes, the homeless man is different, just a person who needs emergency treatment.

Just as she was about to take a breath, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from her.

At the same time, a familiar voice rang in my ears.

"I'll do it."