Has President Yu succeeded in chasing his wife today?

Chapter 94 Let the illegitimate son of the Feng family experience what social beatings are.

Yu Yanshen has always liked to buy high-rise buildings, this one is on the 28th floor.

Because it is not far from the set, you can see many palaces and tiled houses from a distance.

His home must also have a large floor-to-ceiling window, so that he can see everything below from a commanding height.

The soft milky white sofa was right in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and a cigarette was casually held between slender fingers.Amidst the green smoke, his posture was casual, giving him an illusion of decadence.It was probably because the expression hidden in those eyes was too harsh and desolate, so as long as he touched those eyes, the vaguely decadent attitude on his body would dissipate.

Instead, it is the loneliness and coldness in the depths.

He fiddled with his cell phone and made a call.

A string of mist spit out from the thin lips, "Su Jue, is it so difficult for me to ask you to check Yuqing's four years abroad?"

It's been weeks and he still doesn't know anything about her four years.

He always felt that she didn't feel at ease studying abroad, and she must have experienced something to become like this.

Secretary Su was about to go to bed when she received the call from Yu Yanshen, and got up with a thud in her heart.

"Mr. Yu, I've already started investigating when you gave the order, but..."

"Speak straight."

"Miss Yu's life abroad seems to have been erased. No matter where you start, it's hard to find out. I just caught some clues recently, but I'm not sure if it's true, so I didn't report it."

Yu Yanshen raised his eyebrows almost imperceptibly, his angular jaw slightly raised, and he looked coldly at the rain scene outside the big French window.

"Erased?"

The traces of people's existence in this world cannot be concealed, whether they are paid by mobile phones or bank cards, they will leave traces.

Trying to erase the traces of one's existence... is difficult.

At least his old man may not be able to do it.

Secretary Su's voice was also a little serious, "Yes, it was completely erased. Except for the fact that I can find out which school Miss Yu went to abroad for a few years, everything else is blank."

The man's eyes were dark, "What are the clues you just mentioned?"

"Miss Yu has been treated by a psychiatrist, and that Dr. Peter is currently the most authoritative doctor in psychology at home and abroad."

The light rain outside the window suddenly thickened, and the strong wind blew heavily on the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.

Yu Yan bit his cigarette deeply and thought for a while.

Psychotherapy.

These four words are heavy enough.

"Then tie Pete here, I want to know what kind of mental illness he treated Yu Qing."

His woman has a mental illness and he doesn't even know it?
Even if it was once, he would not allow himself to be ignorant.

Secretary Su hesitated, "...Peter always has a lot of bodyguards around him, and he has been living abroad, so it's hard to get him back."

Yu Yanshen hardly hesitated for a moment, his voice was extremely cold and hard, "If you can't get it back, I will get you there."

"Yes! I promise to get Pete here!"

The phone call ended abruptly, and Yu Yanshen casually threw the phone on the sofa.

Funo, mental illness, entertainment.

He was thinking quietly.

A few minutes passed, and suddenly he crushed the cigarette fiercely, and cursed in a low voice.

Don't fucking tell him that Yu Qing entered the entertainment circle because Funo was making movies, and he got into some kind of mental illness because of some awkward fights with Funo.

If so...

He really didn't mind letting the illegitimate son of the Feng family experience what it means to be beaten by society.

……

It's not nonsense that Yu Qing feels that she is in good health, she is really in good health.

At least this time, the fever subsided after she sweated a little at night.

When I woke up the next morning, the clothes were laid out on the bed.

Not just clothes, but from the inside out.

Yu Qing looked at the intimate underwear and fell into a brief silence.

Why did the relationship between her and Yu Yanshen become like this?

Is she going to sleep through all the houses of Mr. Yu in Yaocheng and collect all seven?
I hugged the clothes and took a shower, only to find that the clothes really fit when I put them on.

She thought that if Yu Yanshen was willing, he could spoil any woman to an enviable height.

Because he is not only rich and beautiful, he actually understands the sensitivity and fragility of women's hearts, so as to satisfy those delicate inner desires that women never say.

But even if he doesn't understand these things, there are still many women who flock to him.

Just because he is depressed.

After tidying up his clothes and coming out of the bedroom, a sumptuous breakfast was already served on the dining table outside.

Yu Qing yawned, looked around, but did not see Yu Yanshen.

gone?

Leaving her alone in his house again?

It didn't take long for her to think this way, when she saw him coming out of the study next door.

He pulled out the solid wooden dining chair and sat down, and then took advantage of the opportunity to pull away the one beside him.

Looking at Yu Qing, "Sit down?"

Yu Qing didn't speak, walked to the opposite side of the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

He glanced down at the things on the table... well, rich.

Slowly scooped up a mouthful of porridge, it was soft and glutinous, and she was still weak, so it was very comfortable to eat.

"You did it?"

"Huh?" Yu Yan raised his eyebrows deeply and looked at her, "What, is it delicious?"

Yu Qing compared the porridge in front of her with the one she made.

"good to eat."

It's really delicious.

Compared with what she made, it tastes better.

Mountain delicacies.

The man gave a muffled laugh, probably in a very happy manner, anyway, it is rare to see such a smile on his face, even if it is actually very shallow.

"What are you laughing at?" Yu Qing stuffed a bun in his mouth, "You haven't answered whether you made me or not?"

Yu Yan raised his eyebrows deeply, and glanced at the plate of buns that Yu Qing was eating, "Do you see there are other people in the room besides you and me?"

Yu cleaned around, but there was indeed no one else.

So all of this was done by Yu Yanshen?
She was stunned for a moment, then swallowed the contents of her mouth.

"When did you learn to cook..."

Still doing so well.

Her heart was inexplicably sour, probably because she envied him for learning how to cook.

Yu Yanshen picked up his chopsticks, "I don't know how to cook and eat, you know my old man stopped paying living expenses a few years ago, I will starve to death."

He mentioned these things lightly, and ate in a calm and indifferent manner.

But Yu Qing's drooping eyelashes trembled when he mentioned the words of his old man.

"Your father is now..."

Do you still hit you?

Yu Qing didn't ask about the latter words, but she believed that Yu Yanshen could understand.

When Yu Yanshen heard what she said, his expression hardly changed.

His black eyes were sparkling and deep, and it seemed that there was a touch of contemptuous rebellion.

"When you left, he called me home once and hit me on the head with a stick." He mocked, and the contempt deepened. "Guess what happened to me?"

(End of this chapter)