In the evening, Tang Zhengyuan and Zhao Xueyan returned home.

"Haoran, where is your sister!" Zhao Xueyan handed the coat to the maid and looked at her son who was in the living room.

"Where's the bedroom!" Tang Haoran glanced upstairs, looked at his father, moved his lips, wanted to say something, and finally held back.

"Luoluo is angry?" Zhao Xueyan asked cautiously.

"How can you not be angry, like a little princess at home, reluctant to fight, reluctant to scold. I want to go to my grandparents to get angry when I go back to the New Year, and now I'm still beaten, can I not be angry!

endured all the way, my eyes were red, but I didn't cry. ”

"Your dad didn't mean to, either."

After Zhao Xueyan finished speaking, she turned her head to look at her husband behind her, sighed, and walked upstairs.

On the second floor, Tang Luoluo's room.

"Luoluo!" Zhao Xueyan knocked lightly on the door.

No one answered.

"Luoluo!" Zhao Xueyan raised her voice.

Still no one answered.

"Luoluo, your father didn't mean it, and he also told your grandmother that he wouldn't let you give Yuchen to Li Jiao, and you also know that your father is just filial piety, and he usually treats you well." Zhao Xue** said a lot of words at the door, listening to the door with her ears sideways.

Inside the door, there was no sound in silence.

"Luoluo, are you alright?" Zhao Xueyan was a little worried about her daughter and pushed the door.

Surprisingly, the door was opened without a counter-lock.

"Luoluo, mom come in!" Zhao Xueyan said, gently pushing the door open.

When I opened the door, it was empty.

"Luoluo!"

"Luoluo!"

"Where are you?"

Zhao Xueyan ran downstairs directly.

"Haoran, where is your sister!"

Tang Haoran was on the phone, and when he saw that his mother was in such a hurry, he hung up the phone directly.

He looked upstairs confused, "Isn't it in your room?" I watched her run in, and told me not to follow, saying that I wanted to be quiet. ”

"No! There's no one in the room! Zhao Xueyan was anxious.

"No way, I watched him enter the room!" Tang Haoran said as he ran upstairs and shouted, "Luoluo!" Fall! Fall! ”

The room was empty.

The two ran to the garage again to see that the red Lamborghini was gone.

"Where did you go?"

Zhao Xueyan thought about making a phone call and was hung up.

Then I received a text message, "Mom, I'm staying with a friend for one night, don't worry." ”

She called again, but her phone turned off.

If it was usual, Zhao Xueyan would go with her daughter, after all, she was a 21-year-old girl.

But today she was beaten by her husband, and she was not at ease.

She called Tang Luoluo's friends who could have contacted her son, but she didn't ask about her whereabouts.

"Will it be on Yuchen's side?"

She thought about making another call to Gu Yuchen, but the person was still not there.

"What about people? Where did you go? Zhao Xueyan died in a hurry.

"Mom, don't worry, Luoluo was angry with her father for a while, and she hid, I'll look for it where she frequents."

Family.

Gu Yuchen was in the study, and a male assistant in a suit walked over, "President! Five years have passed since the incident, and it is a little difficult to investigate, and the clues have been broken when they reach the Han family. ”

At the desk was the newspaper that had reported on the major accident five years earlier.

Patchwork together, there are a dozen.

Five years ago, in the west of the city, the building collapsed, ending with the death of his father and the bankruptcy of the Gu family.

Halfway through the conversation, Gu Yuchen answered a phone call, and his face changed,

"You continue to investigate this matter, and help me transfer out the monitoring of the Haitang Bay villa area at 9 o'clock in the evening in Sucheng, and check where the license plate number XXXX went."