"I really don't know," Bao'er said eagerly. Suddenly, his nose twitched slightly and he began to sob softly. "I came home from school and my parents and sister were gone.
The house was in a mess, and then the man pointed a gun at me and forced me to get into the car."
Mo Yanyi looked at the faint curl of smoke at her fingertips and said: "There is a pen and paper in the drawer under the coffee table. Write down the names of your parents and sister, and I will help you find them."
"Oh" Bao'er squatted down, opened the drawer, took out the paper and pen, and wrote down the names of his parents and younger sister.
She gently pushed the paper towards Mo Yanyi
He didn't look, and gently flicked the ash into the ashtray with his slender fingers, as elegant as ever: "You stay here temporarily, and after you find them, you can go home."
"Thank you." Bao'er looked at him. Apart from these two words, she didn't know what to say to this cold person.
He seems so inhumane
Mo Yanyi moved to the side of the sofa, picked up the landline and dialed a number: "Send Miss Ye to rest."
There was silence in the room until there was a knock on the door. It was the servant who came to take her downstairs to rest.
"Good night" she stood up and said to him
Mo Yanyi said nothing and did not watch her leave.
After the door was closed, Mo Yanyi called: "Liehu, send someone to find Ye Mengsheng, Wang Xuan, and Ye Beier within two days."
The maid took Bao'er in the elevator to the second floor. Mo Yanyi's room is on the fourth floor, but you have to take the elevator to the second floor. These rich people really know how to enjoy it.
The guest rooms are also so luxuriously decorated, just like the princess and prince’s room on TV
The servant handed a mobile phone to Bao'er and said: "Miss Ye, these are your clothes I found among the clothes you changed. I have washed them for you and you can wear them tomorrow morning."
"Thank you" Baoer took the phone
"I wish Miss Ye a sweet dream," the servant said politely, then exited the room and closed the door for her.
Bao'er quickly dialed his parents' number on his mobile phone and turned it off, turned it off.
The room was quiet, Baoer covered her face with her hands, walked to the sofa and sat down. Only then did she cowardly get out of fear and panic. She hugged herself and cried.
A fourteen-year-old girl, no matter how brave she is, cannot face the disappearance of her parents and the fear of escaping at gunpoint in one day.
But when she met him, she knew that his words "Ye Bao'er, you will be a member of my Mo family from now on" were just for others to hear.