love addiction

Shen Shaogong looked downstairs from the gap in the stairs, but he didn't see a single figure, "There seems to be no one."

"How is it possible?" Qi Yunmo obviously couldn't believe it.

"Tang Mianmian!"

Long Yejue rushed down several floors without seeing anyone, and finally a hoarse roar sounded in the corridor in pain.

No one can understand how bad his mood is now.

How flustered.

"Jue, come up here, there are clues here." He Xijue found something and shouted to the people downstairs.

Long Yejue quickly rushed up from downstairs.

He Xijue hurriedly pointed to the blood behind the security door and said, "It seems that someone rescued her, or she left here by herself."

Long Yejue didn't speak, and rushed from the corridor to the elevator.

As far as the bloodstain is concerned, it's gone.

"It should be in the elevator, let's go to the security room to check the monitoring." Qi Yunmo said decisively.

This is currently the only way.

The four of them hurried to the security room, causing the security guards to panic.

After all, these few are the bosses of the imperial capital. Such a big battle is really scary.

Long Yejue was the one with the coldest and most frightening expression among them, "Immediately call out the monitoring of the elevator half an hour ago."

"Ah?" The security guard was a little confused.

"I told you to tune out the surveillance, don't you have long ears?"

The security guard trembled in fright, and hurried to adjust the surveillance.

Several people were all looking at the computer screen intently, not missing a bit of the picture.

When the monitoring broadcasted the incident, Shen Xiaoai had a dispute with Tang Mianmian.

Then Shen Xiaoai missed and pushed Tang Mianmian down the stairs.

Then there was a burst of screams, and Shen Xiaoai looked dumbfounded.

She stood there for a long time, and finally went upstairs in a panic, presumably to go to the private room to find them.

And in the corridor, the slender figure has been curled up in the corner, moving a few times.

Not long before Tang Mianmian disappeared, the screen suddenly blurred and nothing could be seen.

Long Yejue slapped the computer suddenly, "What's going on!"

"Look at the elevator." He Xijue calmly reminded.

But on the side of the elevator, there was also a snowflake, and nothing could be seen.

It was as if someone had erased it on purpose, and couldn't find what they were looking for.

Tang Mianmian, where did you go?

…………

Long Yejue almost overturned the entire Jiangcheng, but he couldn't find the person he was looking for.

It had been three days since the incident happened, and he didn't even close his eyes, and he fell into the brink of madness.

The others didn't fare much better either.

Lan Xiu had never seen Long Yejue so crazy.

But none of them dared to persuade them, because anyone who tried to persuade them would be beaten beyond recognition by him.

Anyi hurried over and saw Lan Xiu standing at the door, "Where is Master Jue?"

"Are you looking for him?" Lan Xiu asked concerned.

Anyi nodded, but his tone was still urgent, "Today is the day when Long's Foundation announces the new director of the foundation."

As soon as he said that, Lan Xiu understood.

Sighing helplessly, he persuaded, "Believe me, he is not interested in Long's Fund at all now."

Anyi naturally understood this, but he still hoped that Long Yejue would show up.

After all... it used to be his place.

Seeing that he insisted on seeing him, Lan Xiu could only say kindly, "If you insist on seeing him, then just do it. As a brother, I can only give you this kind of help."

Before entering the door, An Yi took a deep breath and waited until he felt that he had enough resistance to stress before knocking on the door.

Without waiting for the person inside the door to speak, he opened the door on his own initiative.

Lan Xiu counted silently at the side.

one two Three……

bump!
A wine bottle flew towards him.

Fortunately, Anyi's hands and feet were quick, and he quickly avoided it.

The wine bottle, which contained strength, just hit the wall behind him.

With a crash, it shattered to the ground.

One can imagine how powerful it is.

An Yi patted his chest with lingering fear, and looked back into the room.

This originally tidy and comfortable bedroom was almost comparable to a battlefield at this time.

In a mess, there is no place to stay.

Shards of broken glass, waste paper, clothes, decorations, cigarette butts...

The original snow-white long-haired carpet can no longer be seen at this time, and is covered by a pile of garbage.

Everything that could be smashed was smashed, and the furniture was not spared.

The man in a bad mood was sitting on the windowsill at this moment.

At the feet, there are a pile of wine bottles, some are empty, and some are still full of wine.

Anyi bite the bullet and called out, "Young Master Jue."

Long Yejue faced the window, not knowing what he was looking at, and raised his hand to drink from time to time.

"Young Master Jue, you should go to Long's Fund to have a look."

"Get out!" Long Yejue's cold voice came.

Anyi's scalp tightened, "Jeez..."

"I'll let you go! Don't bother me with her affairs!" Long Yejue cursed fiercely, and slammed the wine bottle in his hand again.

This time, perhaps because of his lack of strength, An Yi didn't avoid it, but he didn't hit him either.

Anyi shook his head helplessly, and persuaded again, "Senior, do you have to go down like this?"

An Yi seldom called Senior Long Yejue, but usually called Young Master Jue.

But this time, he called the senior.

Because he wanted to persuade Long Yejue as a friend, not as a subordinate.

Long Yejue raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold.

The shirt on his body was already panicking, and his eyes were bloodshot.

His hair was also extremely messy, and the beard he hadn't shaved for a few days was all over his chin.

The whole person has been decadent to an extreme.

Anyi had never seen such a decadent Long Yejue.

Even eight years ago, he would not have reached this point.

Sighing, he continued, "Even if you keep doing this, you can't change anything. It's better to make yourself stronger and protect the people you want to protect."

Long Yejue looked away, ignoring An Yi's words.

But An Yi still insisted on saying, "You told me these things, and now I will tell you these things again. No one has thought about the will, but I believe that the seniors I know, It’s not going to be defeated by something like this.”

Long Yejue no longer cared about the will.

The reason why he is decadent now is nothing more than because of that little woman.

He was frantically wondering what was going on with her.

But using all his manpower and connections, he couldn't find any news about her.

In He Xijue's words, if such a large-scale, blanket search fails to find Tang Mianmian, there are only two possibilities.

Either, disappeared, or, already...

No, he will never accept this possibility!

An Yi also knew what he cared about now, and frowned slightly, "The wife's affairs are certainly important now, but the Long's Fund's affairs are also very important. When Long Yechen takes office, he will definitely reshuffle the personnel affairs. , the noble style will no longer exist, senior, do you have the heart to see your eight years of hard work just become someone else's property?"

Long Yejue still ignored it.

He had said it all, except for Tang Mianmian, there was no one or anything that could arouse his concern.

"To put it another way, everyone is looking for a wife, and you, go to the Long's Fund first, wouldn't it be better to take care of both sides?" Anyi persuaded earnestly.