Dusk is the moment when the sun sets over the night. For some reason, it always seems to give people a feeling of loneliness.
Or, behind the dusk, you can always hear the footsteps of the night, gathering in a hurry, so even though it is magnificent, it still adds a touch of melancholy to Qiu Yunfeng. As he was preparing for the wedding at the other end, he looked at the sullen colors on the horizon, and always felt a little...
Things will happen. He frowned, he had never felt like this before, and it was only about An Luoluo.
Qiu Yunfeng hurriedly said to the servant beside him: "Is Miss An back?"
The servant was trembling at the moment, not daring to look at him. He said solemnly: "Miss An went out in the morning and hasn't come back yet."
"What, I haven't come back yet. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" After saying that, he kicked him with a ferocious uneasy look on his face.
The servant was kicked to the ground and cramped in pain, but he did not dare to say a word and prostrated humbly on the ground.
None of the other servants dared to speak. They just waited quietly for Qiu Yunfeng to speak, not even daring to take a breath.
"Then did you send someone to follow you?" Qiu Yunfeng took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to smooth the mess, and regained his senses.
"Back to the young master, no, no, no," the servant said more carefully.
"What? Come here. Hurry." Qiu Yunfeng, who had already calmed down, suddenly showed an expression of uncontrollable anger, and his sharp eyes shot out a murderous and violent light.
The servant was trembling with fear, but he still climbed up to Qiu Yunfeng cautiously. Just when he wanted something, Qiu Yunfeng bent down and slapped him in the face. He hit his face to the left, and then reached out and grabbed his clothes.
The leader lifted him up from the ground and said fiercely: "Don't you have a long memory? You knew that Miss An had lost her memory and was still very weak, but you didn't follow her. If she made the slightest mistake,
Just wait for your head to move."
"I'm sorry, Master, we were wrong." The servant turned pale with fright.
"Go find him quickly and give me an answer in ten minutes, or you will all disappear." Qiu Yunfeng threw him to the ground and said loudly with a ferocious face.
The servants heard the sound and hurried out to look for him, but no one dared to stay.
The more Qiu Yunfeng thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He didn't know where An Luoluo was now. It would be bad if she met Situ Ran. He didn't want her to remember Situ Ran. She was his and he would never allow it.
Anyone is trying to snatch her away. Luoluo, where are you now? Come back to me quickly. This is your safest harbor.
Every minute of waiting was torture for him. He had already lost her once, and no matter what, he couldn't lose her again this time.
A few minutes later, a servant came to Qiu Yunfeng and reported: "Master, someone saw Miss An being taken to a hotel by a silver-haired man." After saying that, he gave him a note with the name of the hotel clearly written on it.
The more he was afraid of what would come, Qiu Yunfeng's body trembled, and the latent murderous intention in his body stood up. Situ Ran, he would not let him go this time. He glanced at the address on the note and clenched his fists.
He walked away quickly. This time he wanted to snatch her back and marry her immediately. He didn't want to delay it any longer.
