Chapter 226 Disappeared and Found
Mo Ziyuan glared at Zhao Ming with displeasure.
Why are you looking at me?
Zhao Ming smiled sheepishly.
"Young master, why did you bring Miss here?"
Mo Ziyuan looked at him.
"She said she didn't want to be separated from me. She said she would park the car directly in the garage and go upstairs from there. She was careful not to let anyone else know."
"yes."
Having finished speaking, Zhao Ming still showed no intention of turning around, which annoyed Mo Ziyuan.
"Is there anything else?"
"No, I just wanted to ask if you need my assistance when you return to the company this time, young master."
Mo Ziyuan never expected that his assistant, who had been with him for so long, could be so stupid.
"Nonsense, you're staying in my office all day and not going out. If Yi'an assigns me any tasks, you handle them."
"Me?" Zhao Ming pointed to himself.
"That's not a good idea. These are important decisions; how could I possibly handle them?"
Mo Ziyuan finally understood after hearing what he said.
"Are you stupid? Yi-an thought I was sick and would be given some important work. Just handle whatever you need to do. I'll stay in the lounge. Call me if there's anything important."
"Yes, young master."
Zhao Ming really thought that Young Master Yi'an already knew that his young master was faking illness. He didn't expect that he didn't know about this at all. If he didn't know, why did he still let his young master come to work? His young master is working too hard.
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It was well past working hours, and there were hardly any people in the underground parking garage. Zhao Ming quickly opened the door for his young master with the two backpacks in hand.
Mo Ziyuan looked at Lin Yiluo in his arms. Hmm, she's still sleeping. That's good. It seems his efforts last night weren't in vain.
Finally, without encountering a single person, Mo Ziyuan swaggered to his office with his entourage. As he walked to the office door, he carefully examined the newly installed door.
It's not much different from before, except the door lock is different; it looks a bit bigger than before.
He frowned slightly and spoke to Zhao Ming, who was still standing outside the door.
"Find someone to change this lock for me, make it a smaller one. If anyone asks, just say that this lock isn't very sensitive. You've already asked Jing Sheng, and he agreed."
"Yes, young master."
After Mo Ziyuan carried the person to the lounge, Zhao Ming began to study the door there.
"Isn't this lock perfectly fine? Doesn't the young master like it?"
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Lin Yi-an had just finished a meeting and started asking his assistant questions as soon as he stepped out of the conference room.
"Where is Ziyuan? Has he arrived?"
"He's here. I just saw Zhao Ming. He said he's already brought Young Master Ziyuan here."
"That's fine. Go and see if there's any work to send to him, and let Ziyuan handle it."
"Yes, young master."
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Zhao Ming dared not sit in Mo Ziyuan's seat, so he sat on the sofa and dealt with matters.
If someone came in to deliver documents and asked about the young master, he would lie and say that the young master had gone to the toilet. But he never expected that young master Yi'an would come.
Zhao Ming looked at Lin Yi'an, his forehead covered in cold sweat from fright.
"Young Master Yi'an, what brings you here?"
"I've come here to take a look."
Lin Yi-an took off his coat and casually tossed it onto the sofa.
"Ziyuan, what are you doing here?"
"Young Master went to the restroom. I'll keep an eye on things here for him. He's sick, so I might be able to help if anything happens."
"Yeah?"
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Yi'an saw the document in Mo Ziyuan's seat. He walked over, picked it up, and looked at it. There were many annotations on it, and the handwriting looked very much like Mo Ziyuan's. But he was his good brother, so how could Lin Yi'an not know whose handwriting it was?
Looking at the tea beside him, Lin Yi'an picked it up and took a sip. It was supposed to be a full cup, but now it was completely cold.
The man suddenly laughed out loud and looked up at Zhao Ming.
"Zhao Ming, you've been following me ever since Ziyuan fell into the sea, haven't you?"
"yes."
"Then why are you following me?"
Zhao Ming's legs were trembling slightly, which clearly meant he had been discovered, and he answered truthfully.
“Young Master, my master has previously instructed that if anything happens to him, we should follow your and Young Master Jing Sheng’s orders.”
"Did you listen to it?"
Lin Yi'an's voice didn't change much, but it was cold. His oppressive aura was too strong, and Zhao Ming lowered his head, not daring to look at him anymore.
"I wonder what instructions Young Master Yi'an may have?"
"Where is Ziyuan? You handle this work for him."
It was a declarative sentence, not an interrogative sentence, and he already knew it.
Zhao Ming spoke in a trembling voice.
"Yes...yes, I took care of it for the young master."
"Where is Ziyuan? Tell me the truth."
Zhao Ming remained silent this time. Although he obeyed Lin Yi'an's orders, Mo Ziyuan was ultimately his master.
Lin Yi'an kicked him.
"I'll ask one last time, where is Ziyuan?"
Zhao Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, slowly straightened up.
"I'm sorry, Young Master Yi'an, I cannot disclose your whereabouts."
Just as Lin Yi'an was about to lose his temper, Shi Jingsheng came in. Looking at the situation, he guessed that something had happened.
"What's wrong."
Lin Yi'an ignored Zhao Ming, tugged at his sleeve, and sat down in Mo Ziyuan's seat.
"Ziyuan is missing."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Shi Jingsheng's phone rang.
The call came from the manor, and he immediately put it on speakerphone.
"Uncle Zhang, is there anything I can help you with?"
The housekeeper, Zhang, on the other end of the phone was not only trembling, but her voice was also tinged with tears.
"Where is Young Master Yi'an? Young Master, I'm so sorry, Young Master Yi'an."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yi'an quickly stood up, strode over to Shi Jingsheng, and snatched the phone from him.
"What's wrong? Is it my sister? What happened to my sister?"
"I couldn't get through to you just now, Miss... Miss is missing."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yi'an clearly became anxious. He picked up his clothes from the sofa and was about to leave, asking about the situation as he went.
Zhao Ming, emboldened by some unknown source, blocked the doorway.
"Get lost. I'll ask you about Ziyuan when I get back."
But Zhao Ming had no intention of leaving.
"Young Master Yi'an, don't worry, Miss is with my young master."
Lin Yi'an calmed down, and the butler who was listening to him also calmed down.
Throughout the entire process, only Shi Jingsheng remained calm.
What's there to be nervous about? How could such a big, living person possibly get lost? If anyone were to get lost, it would be because Mo Ziyuan made them disappear without a trace.
"What did you say? Where are they now?"
Now that things have come to this, Zhao Ming dares not hide it any longer.
"It's in the lounge."
Lin Yi'an pursed his lips, then turned and walked to the door of the lounge, preparing to push it open, only to find that the door was locked with a combination lock.
He tried it there and opened it on the first try.
112233, he knew it would be like this.
When the door opened, Lin Yi'an saw two people sleeping peacefully inside, and she suddenly didn't know how she should feel.
I was so worried about where they were, but I never expected to find them right here.
The two were sleeping so soundly that the opening of the door might have disturbed Mo Ziyuan, so he turned over, pulled Lin Yiluo into his arms, and continued sleeping.
Lin Yi'an noticed the clothes the two were wearing: thick pajamas, not the thin ones Mo Ziyuan had worn that morning.
He closed the door and stepped out, looking at Zhao Ming, who immediately explained to him.
"Young master, Miss was brought here by you this morning."
"Ziyuan brought it over this morning? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Young Master won't allow it."
Shi Jingsheng laughed when he heard this.
"Hahahaha, Yi'an, I knew you were in such a hurry. No matter what, you won't lose face."
Lin Yi-an wanted to laugh too, but he was so angry.
"Mo Ziyuan is truly out of his mind. Why did he bring my sister to the company? I'm speechless. She finally came to the company but didn't do any work and just slept there."
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