Thinking of this, he took the initiative to dial Yang Chen's phone number and gritted his teeth and said: "At midnight tonight, time is a bit tight. Give me another five hours. If I can't rescue the person before five o'clock tomorrow morning, we will
The cooperation was terminated on the spot.”
Yang Chen responded without hesitation: "Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen looked at Ma Chao and said: "There is no news yet, but Feng Zhi'ao promised me that he will find Xiao Jingan and Xiao Wan before five o'clock tomorrow morning."
Ma Chao nodded and said solemnly: "If there is no news at five o'clock tomorrow morning, then I can only compromise with Feng Zhiyuan and attend the inheritance ceremony of the heir."
With that said, he stood up and said, "It's time for me to go back, so as not to be suspected by Feng Zhiyuan."
The two brothers had only met for a while and were about to separate again. Yang Chen thought about it and let Ma Chao go back. He didn't want Ma Chao to go back, and he didn't want him to attend the inheritance ceremony tomorrow, but he also knew that Xiao Jing'an
Feng Xiaowan and Feng Xiaowan were still in Feng Zhiyuan's hands, and even Irene was in his hands. Before these people were rescued, Ma Chao had no choice.
After Ma Chao left, Yang Chen stayed alone in the hotel. He was pacing back and forth in the room with a sad look on his face.
Yang Chen suddenly said: "No, I can't just sit back and wait for death!"
After saying that, he dialed Feng Zhiao's phone number.
"Yang Chen, are you finished? If it was so easy to rescue them, would I not tell you?"
Feng Zhi'ao just answered the phone, and before Yang Chen could speak, he said angrily.
Yang Chen said coldly: "I'm not here to rush you, but I need to grasp some clues that you already know, and I also want to look for them."
After hearing what Yang Chen said, Feng Zhi'ao's anger disappeared and he said coldly: "I will arrange for someone to find you now. She knows some clues. With her taking you, it will be easier for you to do things."
"good!"
Yang Chen hung up the phone, and less than twenty minutes later, there was a knock on the door of the room.
Yang Chen opened the door and saw a young and beautiful woman appearing at the door. She looked like she was in her mid-twenties, wearing casual clothes and a pair of sneakers.
The whole person looks youthful and beautiful, like a graduate who has just stepped out of college.
The woman suddenly said: "Hello, Mr. Yang, my name is Feng Jiayi, and it was my father Feng Zhi'ao who arranged for me to come to you."
After hearing what the other party said, Yang Chen was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that Feng Zhi'ao would arrange for his daughter to come find him.
Without thinking too much, Yang Chen said straight to the point: "Since the eldest prince sent you to find me, you should know the purpose of asking you to come here. Tell me everything you know."
While talking, Yang Chen was already walking outside, and said as he walked: "We'll talk on the way!"