While Chen Dahua was about to walk to the dark side, a black convoy was quickly leaving in the distance.
Tang Ruoxue sat in the middle of the nanny's car drinking black coffee, with a pretty face indifferent.
Ling Tianyang, who was sitting next to him, turned his head and looked at the long street far away, and lowered his voice and spoke to Tang Ruoxue:
"Mr. Tang, with your identity and ability, you were able to calm things down just now."
"Ye Fan is your ex-husband. If you scold him a few words, he will definitely let Audbiao go."
"You save Audbiao, which is equivalent to making Zhalong Zhanshuai owe a big favor."
“This will be very helpful for us to gain a foothold and grow in Pakistan.”
"Especially when Zhalong Zhanshuo now appreciates you, if you reach out to help his son, he is afraid that he will be heart-wrenching to you."
Ling Tianyang had curiosity in his eyes: "Why did you choose to leave at the last moment?"
No matter how she thought about it, she felt that it was a pity that Tang Ruoxue left like this. If she were the ones, she would definitely not let go of this priceless connection.
Tang Ruoxue drank a sip of black coffee, and there were not many emotional ups and downs on his face:
"Respect others' fate and let go of helping others."
"Odebiao is responsible for his own fault. Why should I owe Ye Fan a favor for a playboy?"
"And over the years, I have sang too many stage dramas with Ye Fan. I can no longer conflict with him if I have anything to do."
She said indifferently: "As for Zhalong's thanks, do you think I will need it?"
Ling Tianyang was stunned, and then suddenly realized: "Yes, Mr. Tang has Lord Xia, so Zhalong is nothing."
"Stop talking about these things!"
Tang Ruoxue looked up at the distance and spoke lightly: "The most urgent task is to dig out the mastermind behind the kidnapping of me."
"I want to see who is so brave that he bought the doctor to kidnap me."
"I also want to see what they tied me, Tang Ruoxue."
She didn't have the murderer's survivor's silence, but she could think about something.
Ling Tianyang nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "I understand, I will urge Jiang Yanzi to dig out the mastermind behind the scenes, and even if it is far away, I will be punished!"
"In addition, I will arrange for people to search for Mr. Tang's information with all their might and will definitely rehabilitate him."
"I will never allow Tang Pingfan and Song Hongyan to slander Mr. Tang!"
"Mr. Tang, you actually know that there is a mastermind who deals with you, why are you still out for a walk in the middle of the night?"
"Wulong, Fireworks and Feng Chu have not recovered yet, and a few Tang's bodyguards are not enough to protect you."
She reminded her: "If you meet a stronger enemy, Mr. Tang is afraid that it will be in danger..."
Tang Ruoxue glanced at her and said lightly: "Do you teach me how to do things?"
Ling Tianyang touched the corner of his mouth a few times: "I dare not, I dare not, I am just worried about Mr. Tang!"
After saying that, she reached out to wipe the sweat from her forehead.
For some reason, after returning from the castle this time, she felt that Tang Ruoxue's temperament had changed.
Not only is it chilling, but it also lacks emotions and gives people indescribable indifference.
A look made Ling Tianyang feel suffocated.
Tang Ruoxue didn't say anything anymore, but just looked down at her wrist and murmured at the blood-drawn needle's eyes:
"The phoenix is reborn in the fire, its sound is clearer, its feathers are richer, its spirit is more marvelous..."
Her palms were slightly pressed, and the coffee instantly formed ice!
At almost the same moment, Wu Juecheng leaned gently on Ye Fan, listening to the gunshots behind him and laughed:
"Mr. Ye, Chen Dahua has blocked the entire long street and trapped hundreds of people."
She asked, "What do you think he will do?"
"He walked to the dark in the same path!"
Ye Fan did not look back and played with the woman's hair with his fingers, his voice calmly:
"In order to survive and for the Chen family to have a little vitality, the Chen brothers and sisters are doing their best to block the news."
"Block down what happened tonight, blockade of Oddby's headshot."
"Even if they can't hide it in the end, they will try their best to delay it for a day or two or a few hours."
"When you have time to cushion, you have the opportunity to get out or think of countermeasures."
He chuckled: "This is the most correct and only way for the Chen family to be in desperate situation at this moment."
Wu Juecheng smiled sweetly and said nothing, but gently pressed his face against Ye Fan's chest.
Ye Fan suddenly felt a hot feeling, and his body trembled, trying to separate it, but finally sighed helplessly.
An hour later, the car drove into Baguo Airport.
There was a streamlined Gulfstream plane waiting for the VIP apron at the airport.
Seeing this, Ye Fan was slightly stunned: "Why are you here at the airport?"
He thought Wujuecheng was going back to the hotel he stayed at.
"Crash!"
Wu Juecheng came out of Ye Fan's arms, opened the car door and smiled slightly:
"Mr. Ye, when you were fighting against Audbiao and the others, I contacted my grandfather as soon as possible."
"After my grandfather learned about the situation, he arranged a special plane for me to return to Xinguo."
"He said there will be a bloody storm between Ye Shao, Zhalong and even the powerful and powerful people of Baguo soon."
"He wants me to leave the long street and go to the airport immediately, and then fly back to Xinguo by a special plane."
"He said he was not worried about my safety. With Young Master Ye here, I will never be hurt."
"But he was worried that I would drag down Mr. Ye or become a weak spot that restricts Mr. Ye."
"So he asked me to leave Baguo as quickly as possible, so that Young Master Ye would let go of his hands and feet without any worries."
Wu Juecheng stretched out his hand and stroked Ye Fan's cheek: "So I'm leaving."
"So that's how it is."
Ye Fan suddenly realized and then smiled: "Mr. Sun is worthy of being a financial tycoon, and doing things is just to the point."
Wujue City flew back to the new country, and he did not have any worries.
"Mr. Ye, although I just met and gathered tonight, it was enough for Juecheng."
"Tonight's rage is enough to remember Juecheng for the rest of his life."
"I don't want to give up, but I also need to restrain myself."
"Mr. Ye, let me dance for you before I fly away."
After saying that, Wu Juecheng got out of the car door, pulled off the cable ties from his long hair, and let the three thousand black hairs flutter in the wind.
The unique fragrance filled the car and also teased Ye Fan's nose.
Ye Fan wanted to say no, but as soon as the words reached his mouth, they fell apart in Wu Juecheng's sad face.
Wu Juecheng bowed slightly to Ye Fan: "Young Master Ye, Juecheng dances alone for you - fireworks on earth!"
"One person later passed through the south of the Yangtze River, and the mist and rain were locked in melancholy."
"I heard that the black tent was lightly rolling the oars, but I didn't know what I thought."
Before Ye Fan could make a sound, Wu Jue City retreated several meters, turning lightly, like a fairy in the Nine Heavens.
The woman's tone is pleasant, but now it is a bit more sad and resentful.
The flying long sleeves and rotating long hair made Ye Fan unable to see the expression on her face.
But he could feel a heart that was sad in the dance, and then rushed towards him in the sky, almost suffocating.
"A fireworks in the world, you have bloomed, carved a few people in your heart, and you will live alone from now on..."
Maybe the lights at the airport were too blurry, maybe the night wind that came was too dazzling, Ye Fan captured the tears in the woman's eyes, which were crystal clear.
He remembered the acquaintance between the two in the new country, the hugs given by women, and the hardships they shared.
But he didn't have the strength to jump down and hug her.
"You look back with a paper umbrella, and you can look back at the thousand-year-old Wuyi Lane. I ask you how many feet of black hair can you make the most of your romance..."
At the end of the song, Wu Juecheng stood three meters away from Ye Fan.
However, the latter could no longer see her tears, and it was obviously erased in the dance posture.
Then Ye Fan saw Wu Juecheng bow slightly, and thanked him gracefully and lonely:
"Mr. Ye, I'm leaving! Take care of yourself!"
Looking at his eyes that were deeply staring at him, Ye Fan opened his lips and wanted to hug the woman and stay.
But when the words came to his mouth, they were heavy and heavy in his heart.
Because Ye Fan knew that in a simple sentence, he would need to practice and protect it for the rest of his life!
And he has a wife.
So Ye Fan could only look at the woman in silence and use silence to express his struggle.
"Mr. Ye, goodbye!"
Seeing that Ye Fan did not respond, Wu Juecheng smiled and took a few steps forward, and kissed Ye Fan lightly on his forehead.
Then she walked backwards towards the special plane.
Ye Fan still didn't move, let alone say goodbye, worried that once he said it, he would never see Wu Juecheng in his life.
When the person arrived at the cabin door, Wu Juecheng waved goodbye, and when he turned around, tears flew again.
"Woo--"
Wujue City disappeared from Ye Fan's vision.
The plane, the people, the smiles, and the dancing postures all flew away.
Ye Fan's heart suddenly became empty. He looked at the red dots of the plane flashing in the sky and whispered: "A fireworks in the world, you have bloomed..."