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093 Crazy Reporter

"It's okay, no news yet?" Ye Yan remained unmoved, staring at the three mobile phones and two computers on the table for fear of missing any news.

Shaking his head, to be honest, Mu Xuan didn't want to continue the investigation. In this situation, there was only one possibility. Chen Baobei left with someone he knew. And Ziyu, I'm afraid, had already found Chen Baobao. Maybe for some reasons,

It's just that he didn't come back in time, otherwise with Ye's financial resources and strength, coupled with some forces on the ground, and the power of the mafia in the country, it would be impossible to find no clues.

His eyes dimmed, and a deep sense of disappointment enveloped Ye Yan, and there was even a suffocating sadness.

Yan... do you know? Your appearance and expression have clearly told everyone that you fell in love with her, fell in love with Xia Ziyu, and maybe it was a long time ago.

"Yes, yes, at five o'clock, he will appear downstairs. Don't ask me who I am. I provide you with such information for no reward. Can't I even do such a small thing?" In the design department, Yue

Yue said into the microphone. One of Yue Yue's assistants, Huang Li, sat aside and looked at Yue Yue uneasily.

After hanging up the phone, Yue Yue laughed, Yan, this is the price you pay for ignoring me.

"The design drawing for Company Z? Can't you go back and get it yourself?" Ye Yan frowned, a little reluctant.

"But Yan, you should know that I have a very important design draft in my hand, and I must make it the night after tomorrow, so I'm begging you, Yan, I really can't spare any time." Yue Yue said pitifully.

Please, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and the hand holding the microphone turned white.

"Got it." Ye Yan responded coldly and hung up the phone. Although he was very reluctant to leave here, the design department had indeed received a lot of orders recently. As a last resort, Ye Yan put three mobile phones in his pocket.

Once I walked out of the president's office.

"Prepare the car, I want to go home." Ye Yan took the special elevator that went directly to the 18th floor and went down to the first floor. As soon as he stepped out of the door, the dazzling lights kept shining on his eyes.

"Ziyu, I just called and asked, there was a quarrel over there about you." In the car, Tong looked at Ziyu who was driving with evil intentions.

"A falling out? It's not that big of a deal."

"It is said that Ye Yan has been inquiring about you, and even used the underground forces of the Ye family. Moreover, it is said that he also asked the Italian mafia for help." Hitomi was a little funny, whether it was the Ye family or the mafia, if it was so easy

If the group's whereabouts could be found, then they would have been killed long ago. However, this Ye Yan is really a bit suspicious. With a lover who loves each other, why does it seem that he is still reluctant to part with Zi Yu.

"Humph, mafia, I'm afraid he still doesn't know that the leader of the mafia was once subdued by me with just one move." Ziyu snorted coldly, with a hint of contempt.

"I know you are powerful, but now it seems that Ye Yan treats you really unusually. I heard that he even quarreled with Yue Yue over you, and he has never returned to the castle since you disappeared.

There, I didn’t go in or out with Yue Yue anymore.”

"Hey, is it possible that Mr. Ye fell in love with Mommy?" Chen Baobei, who was in the back seat, reluctantly stepped in and asked with some surprise.



Baby, would you please put away your unexpected little face? Didn’t you notice the interest in your eyes that has betrayed you completely? Hitomi is extremely helpless.

"..." Baby, you are really good at saying something.

However, he fell in love with her? How is this possible? Six years ago, he had made it clear word for word.

"Yes, in this life, I only love her." When he said this, Ziyu still remembered how determined and affectionate it was.

"I'm talking about Ziyu..." Tong suddenly looked at Ziyu with a sly smile.

"What?" Ziyu shuddered and had a bad premonition.

"I ran red lights and speeded just to find Chen Baobao, so it's better for you to change my ticket as soon as possible, so that my car can be driven back." Originally, she wanted to drive her own car back, but

, Jie suddenly told her that her car was wanted.

Thinking about it, she drove all the way last night, the speed could be said to be the fastest, and it was a sports car, but she still liked the saying "driving" and driving her own car.

"You have a beautiful idea. Now that I have no hair, what can I do to help you deal with the aftermath? Besides, am I the one who wants you to drive so fast?" Ziyu sneered.

"Is it for your son? Are you embarrassed?"

"Isn't my son also your godson? In short, you can handle it yourself!"

"Xia Ziyu, do you still have a conscience? Do you still have any moral integrity?"

"Sorry, what is conscience? What is moral integrity? Can I eat it?"

"Xia Ziyu, you..."

Chen Baobao yawned boredly in the back seat, "Mommy and godmother, you slowly develop your relationship, I'll squint first."

"President Ye, are the rumors about Miss Xia's disappearance true?"

"Excuse me, Mr. Ye, there are rumors that Miss Xia gave birth to a child out of wedlock, and she also concealed this fact, and designed to marry you, right? Mr. Ye, did you know in advance?"

"I would like to ask Mr. Ye, is it true that Miss Xia deliberately fabricated that she is from the Frank family?"

"If Miss Xia is really from the Frank family, then may I ask Mr. Ye, does Mr. Bell, the head of the French Frank family, know about Miss Xia's disappearance?"

"..."

As soon as Ye Yan stepped out of the gate of Ye's Group, his flashing hair kept flashing. A group of reporters swarmed up from nowhere and surrounded Ye Yan, asking sharp questions one after another.

Ye Yan's face was ashen and he said nothing, his eyes flashing with anger.

Who leaked it? Only a few of them knew about this news, not even Ye Quan. Suddenly, Ye Yan remembered Yue Yue's phone call asking him to go back and get the design drawings, and his face became even more gloomy.

"Young Master Ye, could you please answer the question?"

"Young Master Ye, are these news true?"

"Young Master Ye..."

Ye Yan had a cold face, but the anger all over his body had no effect on the fierce reporter in front of him.

"I'm sorry! Please get out of the way!" Until then, a group of bodyguards squeezed into the wall of reporters with no gap, and separated the distance between reporters and Ye Yan with their hands. However, the reporters still refused to give up and kept moving forward.

While squeezing, the bodyguard stood upright, completely unmoved.

"Young Master Ye, may I ask what your attitude is towards these things? Don't you have a clear statement and attitude?" A reporter suddenly stood still and looked at Ye Yan who was protected by bodyguards with sharp eyes. Other reporters also

He stopped, raised the microphone, and waited for Ye Yan's answer.

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