Chapter Eighty-Nine: I'm Back

After the plane lands smoothly, it glides slowly on the runway. Owen looked out the hanging window, the ground was wet, and it should have rained not long ago.

The investigation in Madrid went more smoothly than expected, and as he expected, several of the ingredients in the batch were quite suspicious, possibly raw materials for the production of illegal drugs.

The time has come, and it's time to go to Huamei to have a look. He thought to himself.

The two broke up at the airport. Before leaving, Owen explained to Lilian, "I gave Huamei Gene fake news, saying that the CVD vaccine developed by the competitor has completed the third phase of clinical trials and will be on sale soon." ”

"Okay, but why do you want to do that?" asked Lillian.

"Huamei Gene has a bit of a mess so that reporters have a chance to get close to it. He said in a deep voice, his handsome face glowing with coldness.

"Oh, I see, you call it fear that the world will not be chaotic. Lillian grinned.

Owen glanced at her, and then told in a deep voice: "Don't forget the person I asked you to check, give me the information as soon as possible." ”

"Give me two more days. Lily held out two fingers and shook them in front of his eyes.

Owen returned to the hotel apartment, and it was just after eight o'clock in the morning. The housekeeper Qingtan knocked on the door and came in and began to arrange flowers and breakfast.

When he came out of the bathroom, Qingtan hadn't left the room yet. She stood at the table with an expression like she had something to say.

"Something?" Owen asked, tilting his head. He wore a white bathrobe, and the tight, full muscles on his chest were faintly visible.

Qingtan is a middle-aged woman in her forties, who always likes to wear a pair of black-framed glasses, perhaps to cover the fine lines at the corners of her eyes.

She shook her head, and stopped talking. A young and beautiful girl waited for him downstairs in the apartment for three days, and claimed to be his girlfriend...... She weighed it in her heart, not knowing whether to say it or not.

She has worked in the Boyue Hotel for many years, and she has seen a lot of peachy entanglements of rich people. Turning a blind eye, hearing but not hearing, knowing but not speaking, are the rules she needs to abide by in this industry.

"Say. Owen saw through her thoughts, raised the corners of his mouth coquettishly, and looked at her with burning eyes.

Qing Tan felt his bones crisp for a while. Although she is no longer young, in front of Owen, she can't help but think about it. His Danfeng eyes can really charm people, she secretly smiled.

"In the days you've been away, there's a girl who comes downstairs every day to wait for you. The eyes are all about to become Wangfu stones. Qing Tan said vividly.

Owen nodded, but there was confusion in his eyes.

Of course he knew who Qing Tan was talking about. He didn't know any other girl in the city except Ivy. But why did she come and wait for me every day? He was a little confused.

Due to the hurry of leaving, he did not greet Ivy before leaving. He always thought that as long as he made sure she was safe, she wouldn't care if he left for two or three days.

She added...... Say she is...... It's your girlfriend. Qingtan said as he tested Owen's reaction.

"I see. Owen raised his eyebrows, and a small smile appeared on his lips. Female-friend-friend, he played with these words repeatedly in his heart.

Not long after Qingtan left, Owen also dressed up and went out.

The two-day holiday has passed in a flash, and today is the day of work. Although it was a holiday, Ivy was not idle for a day. Owen did not return to the hotel, and the hospitals in the city also inquired, but could not find any trace of him.

No news is good news, and she has been comforting herself with this cliché.

Just as he was about to go out, his phone vibrated and the screen showed that he had received a new message. The moment she clicked on the message, her heart swelled and contracted violently, as if nothing in the world could withstand this text message.

[I'm back.] It was a text message from Owen.

"Where are you?" she quickly sent three words.

[You're downstairs. He also replied with three words.

Ivy grabbed her bag, put on a pair of shoes, and threw the door and ran out. She had only one thought in her mind at this time: to see him immediately.

She couldn't even wait for the elevator, and staggered down the stairs to the first floor, where she saw him from afar.

Lotus color shirt and light gray tie. With his hands in his trouser pockets, he stood straight on the boulevard, standing out in the crowd.

She couldn't help but slow down her pace, her heart was pounding, and she obviously felt her cheeks burning, as if it was not because she was running too quickly, but a wonderful feeling wrapped around her heart.

There was not a single cloud in the sky, and the rain-washed sky was clear and clear. The faint morning light shone through the branches and sprinkled on him in small pieces.

When he got closer, Ivy saw that his eyebrows were frowning, his cold face was like snow in the mountains, and there was an unapproachable chill around him.

She paused, and suddenly felt that he was so strange, as if he had become a person she had never known at all.

As she was in a daze, Owen saw her, and immediately walked towards her with a smile on his face, and the previous cold was swept away, and his white teeth were particularly bright in the sun.