Xia Yan looked at Song Yiyi, who was talking with her mobile phone, and moved her hand on the cushion of the sofa, wanting to hear the news about Yan Yichen, and her heart beat like a drum for a while.

It wasn't until Song Yiyi put down the mobile phone that was close to her ear that she made a swallowing gesture and hurriedly asked, "How is he?" ”

Song Yiyi frowned lightly and shook her head, "I don't know the news yet, Shen Wei asked us to wait for the situation, so let you calm down first." ”

"I'm calm!" Xia Yan responded quickly, but she didn't notice that her whole body was trembling slightly.

She restrained the blood that was almost slowly flowing back in her body, and kept panting softly, and her scalp tingled.

Her mind was uncontrollably imagining what Yan Yichen might encounter in a plane crash, and the red color that would overflow alone was unacceptable to her.

The hand was slowly held, Song Yiyi looked at her, and comforted softly: "Don't worry Yanyan, he will be fine, we have to calm down and wait, the matter has not settled yet, if he knows that you look like this, he will definitely be sad." ”

Xia Yan Muleng nodded, biting her lip and desperately trying to calm herself. There was silence all around, and no one dared to turn on the TV to relax in the uncertain waiting, as if this would ruin the solemn atmosphere, but the dust kept floating.

"I'm going to make some tea." Xia Yan broke the silence, and she walked towards the kitchen, her steps as soft as cotton.

Song Yiyi, who was standing in front of the window, glanced back at her, and her fingers once again touched the mobile phone that was close to her.

Then the silence was torn apart by the sound of running water, and Xia Yan took out the glass containing dried flowers from the cupboard, her mind was in a blank state, and she was making movements mechanically.

Suddenly, the phone rang, piercing Xia Yan's eardrums one after another, she was excited, and the sound of broken glass followed by the explosion.

Xia Yan hurriedly ran to the living room and met Song Yiyi's eyes, and then the phone call showing Shen Wei's name on the screen was connected, and it was hands-free.

It has actually been a few hours since the last phone call, and Shen Wei seems to have heard it just a second ago, "I found out some news, Boss Yan actually didn't get on the lying flight at all, and the inspectors didn't get his ticket stub." ”

This sentence relieved both the two people who listened to the news.

But Shen Wei's tone was not relaxed at all, he continued: "Although I know this, but everyone can't contact Boss Yan, I have called, I have gone to the company's house to look for him, but I haven't seen his figure, which means that his whereabouts are still unknown......"

Xia Yan's crying that she had just suppressed suddenly came up again, but it still gave her a glimmer of life in her subconscious. Maybe it's just going for a walk and you'll be back in a few hours. That's all she could comfort herself.

This city is so big, and the reputation of the Yan Group is not small, but in just half a day, the news of the disappearance of the president of the Yan Group has spread most of the time.

Naturally, it also entered Gu Muchen's ears, "The person is missing?!" He slapped the table and stood up, surprised and a little flustered.

The person who told him nodded, and Gu Muchen waved his hand to let him out.

Then he unconsciously gritted his teeth, a little confused. In Gu Muchen's consciousness, Yan Yichen was not so stupid, when he heard the news of his disappearance, the first time he was not stirring up trouble, but assuming in a panic what he was going to do behind his back.

Gu Muchen asked people to check their whereabouts, but they always returned empty-handed. He thought about calling Jiang Xinya and tried to use the Jiang family's huge eyeliner to find Yan Yichen.

"Do you know the news of Yan Yichen's disappearance?" Gu Muchen's fingers tapped on the table one by one, and the frequency was very fast, and he could see the panic in this person's heart.

Jiang Xinya paused when she heard this, and she couldn't hear her tone clearly, "I knew it earlier, I wanted to call you, but I didn't expect you to call first." It doesn't seem like you did it. ”

Gu Muchen hooked the corners of his mouth, "In your eyes, I'm so unbearable?" "Worry-free Literature Network

The other side didn't respond, it seems to be a default.

"Okay, don't talk about this, have you checked it?" Gu Muchen surrendered and pulled his words back to the right path.

Jiang Xinya pursed her lips over there, "After I learned the news, I immediately asked people to check, there are many eyeliners in the Jiang family everywhere, but I can't find the results." There is no news yet. ”

This passage fell silent on both sides.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

Xia Yan, who was lying on the sofa, stared at one place with her eyes blank, and Song Yi leaned on the table with her eyebrows lowered.

The door was pushed open, and Shen Wei walked in with his mobile phone in his hand.

Xia Yan immediately got up from the sofa and hurriedly asked him, "Is there any news?" ”

All he got was Shen Wei shaking his head slowly, he paused for a while and said dryly: "I have sent someone to check in the city for several days, and I am almost looking through, and there is still no news from Boss Yan, will it be ......?"

In the end, he still didn't say the result of his conjecture, he glanced at Xia Yan, and swallowed it back into his stomach.

Xia Yan slumped back on the couch, lifeless and falling into a state of pathos.

"It's going to be fine, he's so smart, if something happens, he'll definitely get the news." Song Yiyi's words still have a lot of comfort in them.

Xia Yan buried her face in the sofa and let it get a small stain of water. She is not a child, she naively believes those words, the reality has always been the same cruelty, if people are thrown into the water and buried in the soil, they will not get any news.

She is now like a salted fish, and she can only sit here and wait for the indefinite news......

Xia Yan sat up suddenly, wiping the corners of her eyes invisibly, "No, I can't wait any longer, I have to go to Yan's house to see if there are any clues." ”

After tidying up, he ran to the door to put on his shoes, Song Yiyi and Shen Wei glanced at each other, and followed Xia Yan to Yan's house.

But when they arrived at Yan's house, they didn't find anything unusual. The surrounding area is still the same as before, and the extra is only the dust generated by not cleaning for three days.

Xia Yan looked at it for a long time, until the sun went down and night came.

"Yanyan, then we'll go back first." Song Yiyi leaned on the door frame and said to the person sitting in the living room, and then heard the sound of the door closing.

Xia Yan insisted on staying here, but the two of them had something to do and could only leave first. She hugged the pillow, her brain went blank again, and all she could hear was the chirping of insects outside the window.

There was bright moonlight shining through the window, and Xia Yan suddenly put down what she was holding, and sat upright, her ass sitting on her calves, her hands together, like a devout believer.

May I bless Yan Yichen with a safe return, whether it is God or Bodhisattva or Jesus. Xia Yan thought to herself, as long as she can be blessed.

In the end, she slept on the pillow that Yan Yichen had slept on in the past.

Time was still going on, and until the seventh day, they still didn't get any news from Yan Yichen, and everyone was close to collapse.

Shen Wei rubbed her hair irritably, "There's been no news for a week, where did he go?!" ”