With Mingyuan's technical means, if he wanted to investigate Lu Jiaying's background, he might be able to find out what happened back then by following the clues.
I concealed part of the information and explained simply, "I do know her. She used to be a model for Bailu Clothing."
Mingyuan was a little surprised when he heard this. He never paid attention to Bailu Clothing, so naturally he didn't know that Yan Meng had hired Lu Jiaying as a model for the photo shoot.
But he turned his head and looked at Lu Jiaying's photo, lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking.
I didn't feel like trying to guess what Mingyuan was thinking; I just felt anxious.
I stared at Lu Jiaying's photo with a frown on my face.
It said that Lu Jiaying had plastic surgery, but there were no photos of her after the surgery.
So even if Lu Jiaying really returned to the capital and mingled with the crowd, there would be no way to recognize her.
But if she could escape to Europe, why did she bother to return to the capital? What did she want to do?
I subconsciously thought of Lu Zhiyuan and his identity that could not be revealed.
Did she come back to the capital just for Lu Zhiyuan?
I immediately wanted to call Lu Zhiyuan to remind him, but I suddenly felt a dull pain in my chest, forcing me to hold on to the armrest of the sofa and gasp for breath.
Mingyuan was frightened by my symptoms and put down his computer to support me in time.
"What's wrong? Are you sick again?"
I shook my head, took a deep breath, and a trace of clarity emerged from my dizzy mind. I grabbed Mingyuan's arm and asked, "With the information we have now, can you find Lu Jiaying?"
Mingyuan sensed something was wrong and didn't answer me directly. Instead, he asked me, "Why are you so anxious for me to find Lu Jiaying? What do you mean? Do you think she betrayed Yan Meng and want to find her to speak up for Yan Meng?"
I can't talk about Lu Zhiyuan. Whenever I think of him, I get a terrible headache.
Seeing my expression change, Mingyuan hurriedly changed his tone, "Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore. I'll try and locate her using her last communication device and then connect it to the street surveillance cameras. Maybe I can find her."
I nodded with difficulty: "Please."
Whenever I think of Lu Zhiyuan, I feel very uncomfortable.
At this point, I no longer had the energy to say anything to Mingyuan. Mingyuan also took my health into consideration and urged me to go back to my room to rest.
At night, I had a dream. In the dream, I was standing in a beautiful place.
It was clearly a comfortable environment, but clear questioning voices kept coming from my ears——
"Where is he?"
"Zi Ri, where is he?"
"Tell me! Where is the midnight sun?"
I woke up suddenly and sat up in bed, my back soaked with cold sweat.
I gasped for breath and suddenly remembered that this dream was the same scene I had dreamed when I was hypnotized, but I didn't hear the questioning clearly at that time.
It turned out that the "he" that the voice was questioning was "Polar Day".
Polar Day, isn't that Lu Zhiyuan? Am I still subconsciously worried about Lu Zhiyuan's safety?
The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable I felt. I simply shook my head to clear my mind.
I was very nervous and got out of bed and went out to drink a glass of water.
The cold water temporarily relieved my panic, but there was still a faint voice in my head giving me hints.
His identity must not be made public and no one can find him.
Maybe I was too worried, I didn’t sleep well that night.
The next day, when I walked into the company and got on the elevator, I heard people whispering about Xiguang Technology.
Perhaps because of my status, after seeing me, those colleagues all stopped gossiping.
I just felt strange, so I went back to the office and was about to open my computer to search when the office door was kicked open.
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