The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 949 Why Don't You Always Let Me Go?
The plane landed at two o'clock in the night.

At this time, the wind has dropped a lot, but the rain has not stopped.

When walking out from the exit, the entire airport was wrapped in hazy rain and fog, which looked like a luminous dewdrop from a distance.

Cheng Zhiyuan turned on the phone while walking out, but to his surprise, Ms. Shen, who would send him a message of condolence every night, did not receive any letter today.

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and his smiling face looked extraordinarily charming under the dim light.

Glancing at his watch, he quickened his pace a little.

After imagining the girl's expression that might appear on him after waking up the next day, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips slightly.

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It takes about ten minutes from the airport to Huo Zhai.

In such a rainy night, even the busiest neighborhoods became deserted.

But for some reason, occasionally a police car with flashing lights would appear on those empty roads with small puddles.

When the fourth police car with flashing lights passed by, Cheng Zhiyuan finally turned his head slightly.

The moment he passed by, he glanced at the figure in the police car who seemed to be busy on the phone, and a strange premonition rose from the bottom of his heart, and the man's originally good mood suddenly became slightly gloomy for some reason.

There was a dark undercurrent at the bottom of his pupils, the man turned his head to look forward, and said indifferently,
"hurry up."

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This ominous feeling finally reached its peak when he saw the Huo family's house, which was still brightly lit in the middle of the night.

Cheng Zhiyuan swallowed silently, then walked in.

At the same moment, Secretary Liu who was following him opened a new text message from the company.

After hastily scanning, Secretary Liu narrowed his pupils and his face turned pale in an instant.

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The interior lights are brilliant.

Those who were busy on the phone, those who were busy discussing the next search area, and those who were busy serving tea and water for everyone, all made up a pile.

The atmosphere seemed anxious and cold.

Huo Chengde had a blanket covering his legs, his face was pale but his eyes were sharp.

When Cheng Zhiyuan appeared at the door, the chaotic and noisy voices fell silent for a moment.

All eyes were cast on him.

The man raised his eyebrows silently and subtly. In this unconscious movement, his eyes finally sank, as if they had sunk into the boundless bottom of the sea, and large swathes of darkness invaded silently.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Huo was the first to speak.

However, just as his hoarse voice started, Cheng Zhiyuan suddenly stretched out his hand and made a gesture of not speaking.

While doing this, he reached out and took the mobile phone handed over by Secretary Liu.

A simple but anxious text on the screen.

[Miss Shen Pianyi suddenly disappeared while shooting a magazine cover in the northern suburbs of Yungang. A needle tube containing hallucinogens and sleeping pills was found at the scene. I hope the boss can come back as soon as possible]

The world seems to be completely still at this moment.

The sound of wind and rain, voices, and even his own breathing all disappeared at this moment.

Cheng Zhiyuan froze under the light like a statue.

An icy cold and terrifying aura could be seen all over his body.

Many people present swallowed silently.

Huo Chengde, who was interrupted by a junior for the first time, seemed to have no objection to Cheng Zhiyuan's powerless actions just now.

He coughed twice and called him hoarsely,
"The Cheng family boy..."

The man didn't seem to hear anything.

He stood still, his eyes narrowed to a small mobile phone screen. The black characters on the screen looked like a branding iron stained with poison, extending from his eyes into his heart. On the chest, on the black figure in hell, Mottled and ferocious wounds were scalded.

The fresh wounds were superimposed on the old wounds that hadn't healed in the past, and the figure slowly raised its head.

Like habit, like sarcasm, and like a hysterical smile.

"why……"

His voice was hoarse, with a dark smile,

"Why, don't you always let me go?"

(End of this chapter)