Young Master, Pamper Me Gently

Xie Anyang waited at home until more than 11 o'clock. Qiao Chu didn't come back. He couldn't make a phone call. He was worried and took a taxi to the "clear color" bar.

But after walking around, except for some coquettish girls who accosted him, there were no figures of Qiaochu and Feifei at all.

Xie Anyang was worried and asked many people. He only got a useful information from the bartender at the bar: before Qiao Chu and song Feifei left, they met a woman in a white woolen coat. After they said a few words, Qiao Chu and Feifei left the bar.

Since they didn't have any trouble before leaving the bar, there must have been an accident on the way.

Xie Anyang wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Knowing that Qiaochu might be in danger, why did he listen to song Feifei's persuasion and didn't come with him?

If something really happens to Qiao Chu, how can he be worthy of his mother? How can you live up to his father's instructions?

Xie Anyang was completely unfamiliar with the city. He turned around like a headless fly near the bar for several times without any clues.

He was a little depressed.

If this kind of thing happened in Jingjiang City he was familiar with, with his keen insight, he would be able to find out where Qiao Chu had an accident soon.

Lin Xiangya finally got rid of those two annoying "boyfriends" and wandered aimlessly in the street.

The wind blew up the dust on the ground and it was a little cold.

Lin Xiangya hugged her arm and suddenly felt that her shoulder seemed to be pulled by something. It hurt a little.

Someone is openly grabbing bags in the street!

Lin Xiangya reacted for a long time before he recovered and shouted, "catch the thief..."

The end of the last word didn't fall. Her voice stuck in her throat and stared forward.

The little thief who robbed the bag didn't run a few steps before he was kicked to the ground by the oncoming foot. Then his hands were tied behind his back.

The thief howled with pain.

The whole process, absolutely no more than ten seconds.

Lin Xiangya raised a touch of amazement in her eyes and ran over in a few steps. After seeing the man's appearance, I suddenly felt that my heart was as lively as a deer, and the heartbeat was so loud that it almost broke through the night.

Xie Anyang grabbed the thief's wrists with one hand, stepped on his back with one foot, handed the bag to Lin Xiangya with his spare hand, and asked coldly, "see if you have lost anything."

Lin Xiangya took the bag, patronized Xie Anyang and said blankly, "I haven't lost anything. Thank you."

Xie Anyang nodded, looked at Lin Xiangya's angry dress, and said with some disapproval: "in the middle of the night, a girl should not wander outside. Go home quickly."

"Yes." Lin Xiangya looked like a wandering soul, only nodding.

Xie Anyang twisted the thief, ready to send him to many places and ask someone to call the police. He was anxious to find Joe Chu, but he didn't have time to waste here.

Lin Xiangya quickly stopped him and said eagerly, "my name is Lin Xiangya. What's your name? In order to thank you, I want you to have a meal."

Xie Anyang smiled. "It's just a small matter. You don't have to take it to heart." With that, he escorted the thief forward without looking back.

At this time, the SMS prompt sound of the mobile phone. Take it out and see that it is Qiao Chu's reply to report peace.

A hanging heart finally landed. Xie Anyang was relaxed and went directly to the police station with the thief.

As soon as Qiao Chu's message was sent out, Si Yichuan called. He said in a cold voice, "stay where you are."

Qiao Chu is a little strange. Is Si Shao coming to find her? Does he know where she is?

Guozilian knew that she was waiting for someone. He thoughtfully didn't urge her, but stood beside her and waited with her.

Before long, the dark blue car came.

As soon as Si Yichuan stopped the car, he quickly opened the door and got off, walked to Qiao Chu and hugged her in his arms without saying a word.

Even he would not believe how nervous he was along the way. It was not until the moment when Joe was really held in his arms that his high hanging heart came down a little.

In his 33 years of life, he has never tried this feeling, so afraid of losing someone.

Such an anxious and ill mannered secretary is totally different from his usual steady style.

Joe Chu was a little stunned.

Surrounded by the breath of Si Yichuan, her panic and fear heart all night was completely relaxed. The nose is a little sour. I really want to be coquettish and complain about grievances.

Si Yichuan slowly pulled her away and looked at her from beginning to end.

When Si Yichuan saw that Qiao Chu was in a mess, he was angry. He found that her wrist and forehead were hurt, shocked and painful. He grabbed her hand and asked, "is it Jing Yanchen, right? How dare he hurt you like this?"

Qiao Chu had never seen such a Si Yichuan. He was stunned and said for a long time, "I'm fine."

Si Yichuan said angrily, "I will make him pay the price!"

Xiao Yuan also got out of the car at this time. Out of politeness, he first greeted the national character face and politely asked, "did you save Miss Qiao Chu?"

The national character face just nodded faintly, and there was no expression on the square face. He turned to Qiao Chu and said, "since someone came to pick you up, I'll go back and reply to Mr. Yun first."

Qiao Chu hurriedly said, "thank you, thank you, Mr. Yun."

Although she doesn't know who the other person is, if someone comes with kindness, she will return with sincere gratitude.

Guozi nodded without saying anything, and turned back to his car.

He called Mr. Yun to report the results: "Mr. Yun, Miss Qiao Chu has been safely rescued."

The other end of the phone seems to be connected to another country. The fingers holding the mobile phone are slender and wheat complexion. Behind him, there are several thick and exotic paintings on the walls.

A snow-white cat lay lazily on the table.

The man known as Mr. Yun's head hung slightly and his good-looking hand stroked the cat. His fine bangs covered his eyebrows and eyes, only his lips were red, and his delicate chin showed a tenacity.

Listening to the report on the other end of the phone, a magnetic and elegant voice sounded, "very good."

The man with Chinese character face hesitated for a moment and said respectfully, "Miss Qiao Chu has been slightly injured."

After caressing the cat's hand, Mr. Yun's chin tightened, "are you hurt?"

The man with Chinese character face immediately said, "it's because his subordinates didn't work hard and didn't arrive in time. That's why Miss Qiao Chu was injured."

Mr. Yun said, "you are really incompetent."

The man with Chinese character face was ashamed: "when his subordinates go back, they will ask for punishment."

Mr. Yun said nothing about it, but asked, "how is she now?"

"A man surnamed Si came to pick her up."

Mr. Yun hung up the phone and looked back at the colorful oil painting behind him. A strange color drowned in his eyes.

After the national character face reported, it started the engine and left.

Si Yichuan stared at leaving the car body and asked Qiao Chu in some displeasure: "who is he? Who is Mr. Yun?"

How many secrets does Joe Chu hide? Why does she know so many strange people?

"I don't know." Qiao Chu answered honestly, "I don't know these people either. Maybe they are friends my mother used to know."

Si Yichuan's face slowed slightly and took Qiao Chu to the hospital to deal with the wound.

Xiao Yuan failed to keep up with him.

Mr. Yun was so mysterious that he saved someone but didn't want to give his name. He understood that the Secretary asked him to investigate the man's origin.