Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 142 Let go, I should go home
Nan Jin disappeared, and the only clue I got from the surveillance was that she disappeared with Duanmu Chengyue.

Yuan Zi'an's face was a little pale, and she clenched her fists tightly, that idiot Nan Xiaojin wouldn't run away with Duanmu Chengyue, right?
As soon as this idea came out, even she was startled, she thought to herself, Nan Jin, you have really caused trouble, how are you going to explain to Tong Junhao now?

Tong Xiaowu's expression turned ugly, and he hadn't figured out how to tell Tong Junhao, but he had already rushed in from the door, and when he saw that the expressions of the two were not right, he went straight to the surveillance camera without further ado.

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Summer Garden Living Room
Yuan Zi'an sat on the sofa, clasped his hands together, his facial features were wrinkled, and he secretly groaned.

Sitting opposite her was Qiao Jiaxin. Her face was paler than a ghost. She sat there for over an hour without saying a word, without moving. If she was not breathing, she would have thought it was a sculpture at first glance.

Tong Junhao was sitting on the other sofa. He propped his forehead with one hand and held the phone in his hand. There was no news about Nan Jin on the phone. He didn't know if Nan Jin's phone was dead or the battery had been picked out.

They couldn't even find them in the surveillance video along the way. Duanmu Chengyue changed cars in the outskirts of the city. When they looked for them, there was only an empty Audi. It just so happened that the surveillance at that place was broken recently, and the traffic bureau hadn't heard anything about it. Maintenance, so they couldn't find Duanmu Chengyue's location at all.

Did Nan Jin elope with Duanmu Chengyue?

Tong Junhao didn't want to believe it.

Yuan Zi'an felt uneasy, thinking that the possibility was unlikely, but when he thought of the last scene that appeared in the surveillance, Tong Junhao's face became even more ugly.

Qiao Jiaxin clenched her fists and looked up at Tong Junhao. She suddenly smiled, gloating a bit, "After all, it's not my own."

Tong Junhao didn't look up, but they clearly felt that the air pressure in the living room dropped a lot in an instant.

No one has notified Duanmu Kang and the Qiao family about this matter. If it were known that Duanmu Chengyue and Nan Jin had disappeared together, Tong Junhao might be besieged by Duanmu Kang and the Qiao family.

"Hmph, I can't even look down on my own man, what face is there to be here." Yuan Zi'an glared at her, coldly sarcastic, "What's the use of climbing into bed, why don't people even look at you more It's all disgusting."

Qiao Jiaxin's face froze, and just about to speak to refute, Tong Junhao glanced over coldly, and both of them shut up embarrassingly.

Yuan Zi'an didn't say much anymore, trying to recall where Nan Jin and Duanmu Chengyue would go, but they were basically in Yuncheng for the past two years, and she really didn't know where they would go in Qingcheng.

When Nan Jin woke up, she found herself on the bed. The big soft bed could accommodate several people. Her heart was trembling, and she lowered her head to check her clothes.

The curtains in the room were closed, the sky outside had already darkened, and some light came in through the curtains.

She got up, and the floor was covered with thick carpet, which was the pattern she liked. She walked to the window with bare feet, and the curtains were light red, which she had always liked. a little familiar.

This is... the wedding room Duanmu Chengyue prepared for them, but why is she here?

Nan Jin swallowed, she remembered the previous scene.

Duanmu Chengyue was obviously shocked by her calmness, he drove for a while, aimlessly, swaying left and right in the car, Nan Jin couldn't bear it, so he got out of the car and bought a bottle of water give her.

She drank the bottle of water...and fell asleep.

Her hands and feet were a little cold.

Duanmu Chengyue actually stunned her and brought her here.

The door of the room was suddenly opened from the outside, and Duanmu Chengyue walked in in home clothes, with the same warm smile on his face as before. He reached out and rubbed her head, "Did you sleep well?"

"Fortunately."

"Go downstairs to eat, I have prepared dinner." He took her hand and walked out, stopped after taking two steps, and sighed, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Let go of her hand and went to the bed to pick up the slippers he had prepared a long time ago. He brought the red massage flip flops. Nan Jin watched him squat down in front of her, hold her feet and put them into the slipper. in the shoe.

She froze and took two steps back. Seeing Duanmu Chengyue's surprised face, she hurriedly smiled, "I'll do it myself."

She remembered that every time Tong Junhao put on shoes for her, he squatted on the ground. Sometimes when the weather was hot and she didn't want to wear them, he would always half kneel on the ground and patiently put them on for her.

She closed her eyes, so she unconsciously remembered so many things Tong Junhao had done for her.

Without looking at Duanmu Chengyue's overly gentle face, Nan Jin put on her shoes and followed Duanmu Chengyue downstairs.

It was said to be preparations, but how could a young master like Duanmu Chengyue who stretched out his clothes know how to cook.

Pulling Nan Jin to the dining table, he pulled out the chair for her and helped her to sit down.

Nan Jin was a little dazed, she remembered that Tong Junhao took her into the restaurant for dinner in the same way when she first arrived in Xia Yuan.

Western food, steak.

Nan Jin frowned, but didn't say anything. Seeing Duanmu Chengyue cut up the steak and exchanged it with her, she frowned and blocked his hand, "No need."

The refusal did not stop Duanmu Chengyue from moving, Nan Jin looked at the steak cut into small pieces on the plate, frowned, and put a piece into her mouth with a fork.

After quietly accompanying Duanmu Chengyue to finish the meal, Nan Jin looked sideways at the elegant man in the main seat, and suddenly felt a sense of strangeness, what exactly does he want to do?
It turns out that time takes away not only the appearance, but also the heart, and what it brings is the distance between people.

"Chengyue, you..."

"Jin'er, let's go, I'll take you for a walk."

Whether Nan Jin is willing or not, he takes her hand and walks out.

"Chengyue, you are..."

"The flowers in the garden are blooming. Let's go and have a look. There are white hibiscus flowers that you like very much."

I don't know how many times Duanmu Chengyue interrupted Nan Jin's speech. He held Nan Jin's wrist with great strength, and he restrained Nan Jin's wrist to prevent her from letting go.

When going out, Nan Jin suddenly stopped walking, with the other hand hanging on the door, and a pair of eyes showing disapproval.

Duanmu Chengyue turned her head back, "What's wrong?"

His expression was too gentle, Nan Jin opened her mouth, unable to utter a word of rejection, the sky gradually darkened, if she didn't go home, she could imagine the color of Tong Junhao's face, what kind of storm would greet her, even Even Duanmu Chengyue would be in trouble.

She pulled out her hand cruelly, trying to make her voice sound calm, "It's time for me to go home."

The next moment, she felt the force on her wrist was much stronger, as if it was about to break her.

She frowned, Duanmu Chengyue let go of her hand quickly, and held her hand pitifully, "Jin'er, how are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)