She no longer has the luxury of hoping that Luo Nanchu can come back safely, it has been four days, even if it is a kidnapping, it is impossible for so many days without movement.

A dark cloud hung over everyone's heads, and after eating for a while, Hua Rong felt a stomachache and couldn't eat.

She went out to take a stomach pill, then went out and sat on the couch and took out her mobile phone to contact the people on her side of the family and told them to come over as soon as possible.

People were lost under her nose, even if she turned the whole of London upside down, she would have to find Luo Nanchu back.

Fu Tingyuan walked out of the restaurant.

He is still as elegant as ever, the white handmade shirt is neat and elegant, without a trace of wrinkles, and his demeanor is innate aristocratic style. Hua Rong looked at his calm eyebrows, and slowly withdrew her gaze, she and Fu Tingyuan were relatively silent in the past few days, and they were both responsible in the matter of Luo Nanchu.

Neither of them wants this to happen, but neither of them can let go.

Luo Nanchu's things were all there, the clothes she had worn with the cosmetics she had used, and there were still her smells and finger marks, waiting for their owners to come back and use them.

It was as if she was going to be back soon.

It's just that the person disappeared, disappeared without warning, and under her nose, there was a street away.

Hua Rong didn't know how to describe this feeling.

She always felt that Luo Nanchu would come back soon, just like that day when she said that she would be back in half an hour.

This mood is especially tormenting.

Fu Tingyuan walked out of the restaurant and walked outside.

He still has to knock on the police station today, the progress is too slow, and he doesn't pay so much tax every year to feed for rice.

He took the black umbrella handed over by the servant, and was about to open it when the mobile phone in his pocket rang, and he glanced at it and found that it was Luo Nanchu's mobile phone number.

Fu Tingyuan's gloomy face for days relaxed in an instant, and the thing that was holding his heart also loosened him at this moment, but he still kept a calm face and pressed the answer button.

When he pressed the answer button, he thought that he must teach Luo Nanchu a good lesson, and ask her where she has been hiding these days, and she can't be so willful after educating her.

However, his voice betrayed him, and he answered in a low and soft voice: "Hey? ”

- He still couldn't be too harsh when she called him personally.

Then the expression of his face slowly froze, his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, Hua Rong looked at his demeanor, and was stunned for a moment, there was an incomparably cold cold air that spread out from his heart, freezing her whole person into a sculpture.

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In fact, this news Hua Rong and Fu Tingyuan have both seen it on TV.

Four days ago, there was a small car accident in London, a private car collided with a heavy goods vehicle on the road, the private car was almost crushed under the wheels, the family of three in the private car died, and three or four passers-by were swept under the wheels.

Four were killed and two were injured, and the injured were still unconscious.

This kind of news happens almost every day all over the world, and such accidents cannot be avoided in an era as advanced as the automobile industry.

They didn't pay much attention to the car accident because they didn't think about it at all.

They had considered whether Luo Nanchu had been kidnapped, or that she couldn't think about it, but they never thought that she might have been in a car accident.