Strong pampering old love: Qi Shao's exclusive lover

Chapter 339 If His Yueer Rests Here
After the news of Yumo's accident came back, all members of the Yan family rushed to the sea area where the accident occurred, waiting for the rescue results.

Mrs. An fainted from crying several times. After waking up, she struggled to wait outside the boat, watched the sea surface with tears streaming down her face, and called Yue'er one after another. useless.

Seeing his wife mourning so much, Mr. An couldn't help crying.

Their hard-fated granddaughter, who had been wandering away since she was a child, was finally found, and she didn't even have time to enjoy the love of her family for a few days. Why did this happen again?
If possible, Mrs. An just wanted to exchange it with herself. Her Yue'er was still so young, she shouldn't just be buried in this sea area alone.

Why is God so cruel and wants them to send white-haired people to black-haired people.

The sea breeze blew coldly and relentlessly, as if to confirm their sadness, the sky was gloomy and gloomy, with no sunlight, and it was so low that it seemed to collapse at any time, making people breathless.

Mrs. An passed out again, Yan Lie was afraid that Mrs. An would be overwhelmed with grief and couldn't bear it anymore, so she sent someone to send the two elders back to the shore first.

Every time the members of the search and rescue team came up to handover, the expressions on their faces were heavy. They searched all night, but they couldn't find any clues.

Based on their past experience, there is little hope.

Even if there are fragments of limbs, they may have entered the belly of the fish, or they were carried far away with the current.

This search and rescue is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

The wind on the sea gradually increased, the waves beat against the hull, and the sound of propellers loomed in the sound of the wind.

Not long after, a low-flying helicopter appeared in people's field of vision and flew directly over the boat where Li Muqi and the others were.

The cabin door was opened, a landing rope was thrown from above, and landed on the deck, and then a figure slid down the rope quickly from above.

As soon as Yan Feiyu's feet landed on the ground, his body stood firm, and he immediately unfastened the sliders on his waist, threw the rope aside, and strode towards Li Muqi who was standing at the bow.

Before everyone could react, they suddenly grabbed Li Muqi's skirt and asked sharply, "Li Muqi, where is Yue'er? Where is my Yue'er?"

Li Muqi was staggered a step by Yan Feiyu, and he stood in Class A for a whole hour.Ye, his eyes were bloodshot and his lips were slightly pale. He quietly looked at Yan Feiyu, who was extremely angry, without speaking.

Fang Qiao, who was standing beside Li Muqi, was startled by Yan Feiyu's actions, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him, "Fourth Young Master, please calm down, Miss Yan hasn't been found yet..."

"Get out!" Yan Feiyu yelled angrily, and directly fixed Fang Qiao who was trying to get close, not daring to go forward.

He has always been cold-tempered, and rarely shows his emotions. No matter when and where, he always looks expressionless. Only when encountering things related to Yumo, he will lose control repeatedly.

"You fucking talk to me! I handed my sister over to you, is that how you protect her?" Yan Feiyu grabbed Li Muqi tightly and asked, he wanted to punch him to death now, he was blind Only then will Yue'er be handed over to him!
Back then, he handed Yue'er over to the bodyguards, and then she disappeared, and it took 20 years after they were separated.

Now, he handed Yue'er over to this man, but... how long will he have to wait this time before seeing her again?
If he had known, he should have stayed in Xinghai City and guarded his Yue'er!

Li Muqi didn't struggle, and looked at Yan Feiyu quietly, then raised his hand to hold Yan Feiyu's hand that was holding onto his skirt, and said word for word, "She's not dead."

She must still be waiting for him, to find her.

His tone was extremely stubborn, and he held his hands very hard, as if he wanted to use this method to prove the truthfulness of his words to Yan Feiyu.

"Really?" Yan Feiyu sneered, grabbed Li Muqi and dragged him to the side of the boat, pressed him against the railing, pointed to the deep sea below, and said coldly: "If this is the case, then you Just jump down and get Yue'er back to me, all intact!"

"Fei Yu, stop!" A stern voice stopped, and then Yan Lie walked over quickly.

He came out of the cabin after receiving a message from the people below, and as soon as he came out, he saw such a scene.

Yan Feiyue had an accident, and no one felt good. Yan Feiyu loved Yue'er the most, and he could understand the pain and anger he felt at the moment.

But if it is more painful, Li Muqi will not lose them one point, it will only make it worse.

Because of Mr. Li's meddling, Yue'er's accident was directly caused, but it had nothing to do with Li Muqi, and they shouldn't blame him again and again.

He also heard a little bit about Mr. Li. He was in critical condition several times last night and was rescued in the early morning.

But Li Muqi chose to ignore it, just to appease their anger.

In a dilemma between love and filial piety, he chose to bear everything silently by himself.

Yan Lie walked up to the two of them quickly, looked at Yan Feiyu sternly, and said in a deep voice: "If you came back just to vent your anger, then get the hell out of you and go back to Eastern Europe! Yue'er is still alive and dead, as a brother , see what you look like now?"

A sentence of unknown life and death made Yan Feiyu's whole body tense up, his chest heaved violently, and his eyes were reddened.

"Still not letting go?" Yan Lie scolded.

Yan Feiyu gritted her teeth, took a hard look at Li Muqi, and loosened his skirt.

"If you have time to go crazy here, now take someone to expand the sea area to find someone!" Yan Lie said.

Yan Feiyu clenched his hands tightly into fists, and looked at Li Muqi firmly, "Li Muqi, if I can't find Yue'er, I will demand his life!"

He didn't call the name, but everyone knew that he was referring to Mr. Li.

If his Yue'er is buried here, he will not even think about spending his old age in peace!Even if he is Li Muqi's grandfather, it won't work!
After leaving this sentence, Yan Feiyu turned and left.

From the beginning to the end, Li Muqi's expression was indifferent. In his pitch-black eyes, there was calmness, neither joy nor anger.

The shirt was slightly messed up by Yan Feiyu, but he just pulled it casually and let it go.

Fang Qiao handed over the phone from behind, Li Muqi took it, nodded slightly to Yan Lie, then turned around and stood by the railing again, explaining the matter.

Yan Lie looked at Li Muqi's back complicatedly, and he couldn't say anything to comfort this junior.

For all those who care about Yu Mo here, the only consolation is that she can live.

***
Outside a warehouse not far from the port.

A group of about ten people in black followed behind Yin Shaoli and entered the warehouse through the gate. The light in the warehouse was not very bright, and boxes were piled up here and there.

Gu Li came out of the innermost warehouse, walked up to Yin Shaoli, and said respectfully, "Master."

Yin Shaoli nodded slightly, "Where's the person?"

(End of this chapter)