On the way back, the driver of the Yan family almost stepped on the accelerator until sparks flew.
When the Yan family hurried back home, they found that Yan Zhiyu was no longer at home.
"Where is Xiaoyu?" Yan Fangwei looked like she was about to cry. "From the beginning, I had a bad feeling...Will something happen to Xiaoyu?"
He was also very anxious.
"What happened?"
Yan Ke and Yan Yiqing managed to remain calm.
They made a phone call: "From now on, use all the connections of the Yan family and find Xiaoyu at all costs!"
......
She was looking at the scenery outside the French window, her brows tightly furrowed.
A rare look of anxiety emerged on that cold face, and the homemade Buddhist beads in his hand were twisted by a force much larger than usual, and his finger joints were white from the use.
Just now, Yan Zhiyu suddenly started a live broadcast, but before she could finish, she suddenly cut it off......
This gave 놛 a bad feeling.
After Butler Wang answered the phone, he hurried over and stuttered unusually.
"Young Master, I found out... After the live broadcast was interrupted just now, Miss Yan booked a flight to Miraken in the near future and is now on the way!"
The silk-made Buddhist beads in his hand stopped spinning instantly.
Zhu Zhan took a deep breath and said, "Book me the nearest... no, mobilize Zhu's private plane. I want to reach Miraken as quickly as possible!"
......
mirican.
A car was driving on the street, and it looked no different from other cars. The car was filled with Chinese researchers, and each of them had a happy smile on their face.
This morning, we finally got on the special car sent by our motherland, and the special plane to take us home was already waiting at the airport!
Soon, we can return to our country! Moreover, we can bring back the precious reagents that have been successfully researched!
놋그 noticed Yan Yiran who was angry in the corner and asked 그 next to him.
"What's wrong with Yiran? When the experiment was successful yesterday, he was very happy. Why do you look so worried today? You haven't said much since you got in the car?"
"It seems to be related to my younger sister."
"Ah, I know about this too! Didn't we get our cell phone back a few days ago? I saw the news about the real and fake daughter of the Yan family, and then I learned that Yiran's sister was abducted many years ago... As a result, the Yan family finally recognized their own flesh and blood, but they were almost killed by the fake daughter!"
"Oh my god, such a ridiculous thing actually happened? It sounds like a novel!"
"However, the Yan family's attitude is a bit strange. The fake daughter almost killed the real daughter, but they didn't make any move. I wonder if they want to protect the fake daughter... If so, it's very unfair to the real daughter!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, there are indeed many melodramas in wealthy families..."
Yan Yiran was completely oblivious to his colleagues' discussions.
놛 was staring out the window in a trance, thinking over and over again about how Yan Zhiyu almost killed Yan Fangwei.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I became.
What Yan Zhiyu did before was already excessive enough, but who would have thought that she even wanted to kill Weiwei!
What is even more incomprehensible is the attitude of the Yan family. What means did Yan Zhiyu use to deceive them all? Even Weiwei, the victim, spoke up for Yan Zhiyu!
Looking at his cell phone, Yan Yiran wanted to call the Yan family and ask them something.
But in the end, I didn't fight.
I'm about to go back to my country, so there's no need to rush. It would be better to ask in person when the time comes.
After taking a deep breath, Yan Yiran came back to his senses.
The atmosphere in the car was quite lively, and the scenery outside the car window was moving backwards rapidly as the car was driving at high speed. The street that was bustling just now has now driven so far away, and the scenery has completely changed...
Wait! That's not right!
Yan Yiran narrowed his eyes.
The airport we were going to was an old one, so it wasn't far from the city. However, the car was now heading towards the suburbs...
“This is not the way to the airport!”