“In the entire Ou family, I don’t even trust my own mother. I trusted her so much, Mo Nan, tell me, is this how she hurt me?” Ou Zihan’s throat hurt terribly, her voice was hoarse, her eyes were red, her dark eyes were wet, and her dark eyes were full of disappointment and sadness.
Is there anyone in this world he can still trust? He felt as if he were atop a high, snow-capped mountain, looking down upon all living beings, arrogantly superior, yet he was also terrifyingly lonely, a loneliness that seemed to engulf him in the darkness and cold of the mountaintop, a feeling of dying in despair…
After hearing this story, Mo Nan's eyes inexplicably welled up with tears, and his heart ached. Because he had been training at the base more than ten years ago, he was unaware of these things. He hadn't expected that the president and Xiao Xiao's relationship was so intimate. No wonder the president was so heartbroken. Who could bear this? What a devastating and agonizing blow this was!
"President, please don't be like this. Perhaps Xiaoxiao has her own difficulties. She's just a student, powerless and vulnerable. She might be being threatened." Mo Nan looked at the president's extremely sad face. He was deeply moved by the president's pain, and his voice also became hoarse and sorrowful.
"Difficulties? Maybe. Thinking about it this way makes me feel a little better. But she has successfully made me despair of family ties..." A painful despair flashed in Ou Zihan's deep black eyes.
"President, this matter seems more complicated than it appears. From anonymous text messages to anonymous phone calls, then to anonymous emails, and finally to Xiaoxiao's appearance, everything seems like a flawless plan. Who is the real culprit behind it all?"
Mo Nan felt that the whole thing was so terrifying. The real culprit knew how to attack the president's weakness. The real culprit behind this was definitely not simple. The calculation was too accurate. The relationship between the president and Luo Xiaoyi had reached the point of life and death, yet it was still torn apart!
"Mo Nan, prepare the plane to return immediately and find the culprit behind this! If the real culprit is found, I will tear him to pieces!"
Ou Zihan's voice was filled with gritted teeth! But seeing such insidious methods, a strong sense of foreboding crept into his heart! He hoped it wasn't her, he thought, frowning.
"Yes, President, let me bandage your hand first." Mo Nan took the first-aid kit from the bodyguard and was about to open it.
"No need, this little injury is nothing, let's get going!" Ou Zihan immediately stood up and walked swiftly towards her extended luxury car.
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He had just settled into his seat when a thought suddenly struck him: wait a minute, if the real mastermind behind this was to separate him from Xiaoyi, why would they lure him to such a faraway place as America and make him go through so many twists and turns? What does this mean?
Could it be? Are they stalling for time?
Could it be a ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain?
Oh no, Xiaoyi is in danger!
That night, he was worried that it wouldn't be safe for Xiaoyi to go home alone, so he specifically asked Butler Zhao to send bodyguards to protect her, right? He quickly called Butler Zhao to ask about the situation.
In the living room of the Ou residence, Butler Zhao's phone rang. He looked at the number and saw that it was the young master calling. He was a little alarmed. What should he do?
The young master insists on asking about Luo Xiaoyi, but the people he sent that night haven't found her yet. How is he supposed to report this? Isn't this just asking for trouble?
Although the young master went to find Bai Zhi, they saw in every little detail how good he was to Luo Xiaoyi. He was so good to Luo Xiaoyi that he would even risk his life for her.
If anything happens to Luo Xiaoyi, the young master will definitely be furious and might even execute him!
Therefore, he was particularly afraid, and for the past two days he had been sending people to look for Luo Xiaoyi, thinking that he would tell the young master as soon as he found her.
But he hasn't found anyone yet! The young master called so quickly, what should he do?
His old hands trembled with nervousness. He had no choice but to answer the young master's call. Now that things had come to this, he could only tell the truth. He had no choice but to do as the young master pleased. So he swiped to answer.
"Butler Zhao, where is Xiaoyi?" Ou Zihan asked anxiously.
"Young Master, I'm sorry. I sent people out to protect Miss Luo that day, but they couldn't find her at all. I've been sending people to look for her ever since, but there's still no news. Miss Luo didn't go to work, she wasn't home, and she didn't contact any of her friends. She just mysteriously disappeared..."
Butler Zhao spoke in a low, cautious voice, his heart filled with extreme panic. He was both afraid of being punished by the young master and worried about him.
"What? Missing? Keep searching! Mobilize everyone to find Xiaoyi, dig three feet into the ground! Otherwise, don't come back!"
Ou Zihan's voice was filled with exasperation; he was extremely disoriented. "Xiaoyi, please be alright! Xiaoyi, please be alright!" he had silently repeated this to himself countless times. At this moment, he was filled with immense panic. It was all his fault! It was all his lack of resolve that had caused such a terrible mistake!
What if something bad happens to Xiaoyi, who has been so meticulously plotted against? His eyes burned, his dark pupils were wet, his heart ached terribly, and he felt immense self-reproach.
"Yes, young master!" Before Butler Zhao could finish speaking, the phone rang and went dead.
...
Inside Tang Yu's mansion.
Tang Yu walked into his own enormous, luxurious bathroom. The bathroom was resplendent with gold and decorated like the bathrooms in a Roman palace. He couldn't remember how many evil deeds he had committed, which was why he was so incredibly wealthy...
The entire bathroom exuded luxury and extravagance, but lacked any sense of elegance. His taste, that of a nouveau riche, was clearly the kind of decoration that liked to flaunt wealth. Powerful, domineering, and wild, elegance was not his style.
He enjoys life like an emperor. His famous saying is, "I live on the edge every day, so I must enjoy every single day."
He walked to the bathroom, where the maids had already prepared warm milk for him in the bath. As he approached the tub, two maids knelt humbly on the floor and changed his slippers.
Then, as was his habit, he spread his arms wide, and two maids served him on either side, their small hands unbuttoning his shirt.
The maids he chose here are all beautiful; they're a real treat for the eyes.
It is said that the maids who could serve him during his bath were incredibly lucky, having only a slim chance of getting into his bed and potentially gaining money and wealth.
Legend has it that Second Master has one great quality: he's incredibly generous to any woman he's willing to sleep with, showering her with money, houses, and cars—no problem at all. But the only condition is that the woman has to give him a good time!
Previously, Tang Yu was quite interested in pretty young maids. He would grab a sexy and alluring maid and pull her into his arms in a wild manner, and then make love with her in the bath, allowing him to vent his desires to the fullest.
Nowadays, the selection criteria for these new maids are even higher and more stringent than before, which shows that the maids who enter his mansion are becoming more and more beautiful and charming.
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