U.S. time, 3 p.m. John F. Kennedy International Airport. in the hall. Wide, bright, with a hint of noise.

The plane landed and docked.

Anze dragged his suitcase off the plane, and the expression on his face was indescribably excited and excited, as if he was happier and more satisfied to be here than he was on the runway at Paris Fashion Week.

on the aisle.

Drowning in the crowd of tall and strong foreigners, An Ze seemed to be inconspicuous, dragging a small black suitcase, wearing a black trench coat and black sunglasses on his face, wrapped in a thick dark atmosphere, like a dark angel.

Dressed in a low-key and simple outfit, no one will and will not spy on his true identity.

Now, with his excellent appearance and strong strength, he has become China's leading first-line supermodel, and has a large number of fans at home and abroad, so he doesn't want anyone to recognize his An Ze, so he rubs shoulders with a petite figure in the crowd...... Walked out of the airport.

The bright sun shone on his body with a faint halo.

He took a deep breath and took off his sunglasses.

Feel the air of the same city as her.

He smiled faintly.

Exotic cities, clear blue skies, beautiful weather, strange crowds.

An Ze said to himself that this time he would definitely find her before Gu Jin.

…… China, City A.

In the morning, eight o'clock.

The sky was as dark as night, all the light was shrouded in dark clouds, and the raindrops were falling little by little.

Hongchuan International Airport.

in the central hall.

The lights flickered, reflecting the crowd of people coming and going on the marble floor.

in the crowd.

The men and women who had relatives to pick up the airport were excited to hug each other, and their faces were still filled with happy smiles in such weather.

A cold wind blew.

The wheels of the trunk swirled and danced softly on the marble floor, making a stabbing sound.

She laughed to herself.

It's just her, it's a person.

Walking out of the airport with her suitcase, she looked up at the dark clouds and falling raindrops in the sky, her eyes dimmed little by little, and her mood was as low as if she had been thrown into the sea.

She smiled wryly, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed, and the rain gradually turned heavier.

The pouring rain fell suddenly.

In the slender rain, you can only see speeding vehicles on the highway and passers-by walking briskly.

There was a splash in her eyes.

Holding the business card given to her by Yao Sufen in her hand, she looked at the word 'Qiao' on it, and her eyes were full of hatred and resentment that she had never had.

Six years ago, in the Overseas Chinese Love Hospital in the United States.

"Doctor, please save my mother, I beg you......"

The girl's pleading did not seem to be taken seriously by the doctor.

"We can't cure your mother's illness...... That blood type report was given to you by Young Master Gu...... The patient above is already dead......"

He's dead?

The girl is like being struck by lightning!

The sound of the world collapsing rang in her ears.

She's been deceived!

She was deceived by Old Madam Gu!

In the dim light, the girl was helpless as if she had been abandoned by the whole world.

Tears flowed down her pale face.

White clothes floated by.

She grabbed the corner of the doctor's clothes who ignored the departure like grasping the last straw, and cried bitterly: "There must be a way, right, please doctor, save my mother, please ......"

The doctor frowned helplessly, withdrew the corner of his clothes, and left her a word.