My dear President, Please make a detour

While they were talking, suddenly the door was knocked.

Qin Zijin's first reaction was that Jian Qianyu came.

Murong yuan obviously thought of a place with him, so his face was ugly for a moment.

"I'm here!" Qin Zijin shouted fiercely.

Murong yuan conditionally wanted to cover her mouth, but it was too late.

The door was kicked open, but Jian Qianyu didn't just come in.

But some very strange people.

Murong yuan stood in front of Qin Zijin and looked at them warily: "who are you? What do you want to do?"

The men didn't speak, so they tied them up and sealed their mouths with tape.

"Woo, woo, woo!" those people have great strength. At first glance, they are practicing their family. Qin Zijin and Murong yuan, one is a woman who has just given birth and the other is a dandy who is used to indulgence. They have no strength to resist at all.

When he was blindfolded and taken out, Qin Zijin felt uneasy.

"People have been taken out." after a long time, they were stuffed into a car, and the person in front of the car was reporting.

"OK, I know. After dawn tomorrow, let Murong yuan go." Yin Ming stood in front of the French window, shaking his glass in his hand, in a low tone.

"OK."

Hang up the phone, Yin Ming drinks the wine in the cup and smiles on his lips.

Even if there are so many people guarding the door, this is his territory!

It's easy for him to send people out.

Next, let Jian Qianyu worry himself.

"Mr. Jane." after nightfall, people kept asking to leave, but they were blocked back. After enduring for a while, someone finally opened his mouth: "what do you mean now? You can't leave us here for a night?"

Jian Qianyu took a cold look at the speaker: "today, if no one knows the whereabouts of my wife, no one can go."

"Mr. Jane, we have other things to do. I don't have so much time to waste." another man opened his mouth.

Jian Qianyu has ordered someone to count the people who came to the party.

Now, those people are gathered in the hall, and many of them have resentment on their faces.

But Jian Qianyu seemed unable to hear their complaints. Still go your own way.

After waiting for a moment, the assistant came over, leaned in his ear and whispered, "Murong is far away. Moreover, it has been asked. Someone saw him go to the bathroom and never came back."

Jian Qianyu's face grew colder when he heard the speech.

"Go and find out where murongyuan is now!"

The assistant nodded, looked at the others in the hall and said hesitantly, "these people, or let them leave first. I'll stare at them one by one. It's impossible for them to leave with their wife."

These people in front of us have mixed identities. If we really offend the light in one breath, it will also have a great impact on Mg and the president.

Jian Qianyu glanced at them. Finally, reason prevailed. "Well", and agreed to the assistant's practice.

The guests left one after another. Jian Qianyu listened to the servant's report that the whole house had been searched and Qin Zijin was not found

Moreover, Murong yuan didn't find it.

"President, what are we going to do now?" the assistant stood aside and asked slightly uneasily.

Jian Qianyu's eyes were cold: "check the nearby road monitoring, and where will Cha Murong yuan stay?"

After the order, Jian Qianyu said goodbye and saw Yin Ming drinking red wine leisurely.

"My people have surrounded the door. Why can they leave?" Jian Qianyu asked, looking directly into his eyes.

Yin Ming shrugged and said helplessly, "I don't know. I bought this place casually. In fact, I haven't been here several times, so I'm not familiar with it."

Jian Qianyu took a deep look at him: "Yin Ming, my people are missing here. I'll count this account on you. Wait later."

Yin Ming stood up and said, "but you see, I've been busy at the party, but I don't have time to touch your people. As for others, I can't control him."

Jian Qianyu is too lazy to talk nonsense with him now. He just wants to seize the time to find Qin Zijin.

Seeing that he was leaving, Yin Ming hypocritically told his people: "Why are you so blind? Why don't you follow up quickly to help find it?"

Jian Qianyu ignored him and went out directly.

"Ha ha ha." after everyone left, Yin Ming couldn't hold on and smiled: "Jian Qianyu, I thought you were so smart. As a result, I was still fooled around by me."

"Qin Zijin was taken away by you?" suddenly, a female voice rang.

When Yin Ming looked back, he saw gentleness.

"Why? Don't you like me doing this?" Yin Ming leaned close to her ear and bit the tip of her ear.

Gentle subconsciously wanted to hide, but he thought of what he had promised him before... Stubbornly restrained the action to avoid.

Yin Ming was so interested in her that he felt very useful. He directly picked up the man and put him on the sofa.

Gentle face turned white: "are you going to be here?!"

Yin Ming's eyes narrowed: "why? Don't you want to?"

Wenya tugged at his collar and said, "how about a different place?"

Yin Ming didn't do as she wanted. He tore her skirt straight and hard.

The night faded a little

Jian Qianyu searched all night and found no one.

The housekeeper also called: "young master, young master, he has been crying. He can't coax him. When will you and your wife come back?"

The delicate baby at home has always been coaxed by Jian Qianyu and Qin Zijin in person. They rarely fake their hands to the nanny because the little guy knows people too much.

Not mom and Dad, he cried.

At present, it must be that after waking up, I can't see them, so it's noisy.

On the other end of the phone, he could vaguely hear the baby's sad cry. Jian Qianyu only felt a headache for a moment.

"Keep looking. I'll leave for a while." Jian Qianyu told his assistant.

Hurried home, the little crying bag at home cried red eyes.

Jian Qianyu took the little guy into his arms. It was amazing that the little guy stopped crying almost immediately.

"You." Jian Qianyu was really at a loss for the little crying bag: "do you know that dad has something important to do now, so you can't make trouble later?"

The little crying bag ate his hands, and a pair of tearful black eyes blinked at him, looking wronged and pathetic.

Jian Qianyu sighed, hugged the little crying bag and took it out.