A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

The sound faded away.

But Bao Jinghan stood stiffly at the door, his complexion changed slightly.

It wasn't until Qiao Xin reached out to grab her that she suddenly recovered.

"Hey, are you alright!"

Qiao Xin let go of her chiffon shirt, squeezed out a little girlish smile, looked up at Bao Jinghan, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I'm targeting you on purpose, but I won't tell you The reason. But I have to admit, you are indeed a very special woman..."

In particular, even she who disliked any woman felt a little fond of her.

"Really? Since you have nothing to say behind your back, let's go out. To be honest, negotiating in the bathroom is really a debilitating thing!"

After saying something jokingly, Bao Jinghan narrowed his eyes, staring at the little girl who was half a head shorter than him, hiding the twinkle in his eyes.

Immediately, she opened the door and left this place where she didn't want to stay for a second.

But there is always a message in my mind - Su Nuanxia is coming...

*

In the living room of the Bo's Manor, the atmosphere was tense.

Lin Moxun and Aze returned to the hall almost at the same time.

The two exchanged messages secretly while looking at each other, then entered the door at the same time and approached the sofa.

Bo Junchen on the sofa turned his back to the two of them. When he heard the movement, he didn't look back, but just said coldly: "Is there any news about Missy?"

"There is."

Lin Moxun stepped forward quickly, and respectfully handed over the fax in his hand: "According to the video from the Ministry of Communications, it can be seen that the eldest lady escaped while being chased by people, and then got into this car. According to, The statement of the victim who was robbed of the car by the gang who chased the lady, the car the lady was riding in had no license plate, but a man got out of it, the lady and he should know each other! It was him..."

He tapped the blurry figure in the fax photo with his fingertips.

Lin Moxun continued to report: "The victim's stolen car was found at the hairpin bend of the Linhai section. Judging by the damage to the car, it should have been a serious traffic accident. But the strange thing is , there was no one in the car, and the scene was cleaned in advance, destroying a lot of evidence that was beneficial for verification."

"I don't care about these. I just want to know how Hanhan is doing now!"

With a slight force on his fingertips, he squeezed the fax in his hand tightly.

Bo Junchen's eyes fell on the blurry photo, extremely sharp.

"This... The people from the Ministry of Communications said that the vehicle that the lady is riding in should be safe. Although the hairpin bend section is relatively remote and there is no monitoring equipment, they can judge that the car is safe based on the rubbing marks of the wheels. leave."

"But there is no guarantee, Hanhan is safe now!"

Bo Junchen took the photo in his hand closer, stared at the car, his eyes were slightly scorching: "Check—you must find out who owns this car. I think it's not difficult for you!"

Averting his gaze, Bao Junchen glanced lightly at Lin Moxun, who was beside him respectfully, and waved him to go down.

"Mr. Bo!"

Before Lin Moxun could walk away.

Aze, who was standing on the other side, suddenly said, "Mr. Bo, the old man just called."

"Oh? Is there anything important?"

Putting down the fax, Bo Junchen picked up the coffee cup in front of him and brought it to his lips.

Before drinking, I heard Aze's voice floating in the sky: "The old man told you that your fiancée is about to return to China, and she was specially recruited to work in the Legal Department of the S City Police Station. The plane on Saturday..."