Hot sweet wife: Mr. President, don't be arrogant

Hanging up the phone, Ji Ziyang, who never said a word of concern and worry, looked at the phone in his hand without moving.

"Mr. Ji, the flight is about to take off."

The people around him calmly reminded him, looking at their watches again and again.

This plane waits for no one!
Ji Ziyang just looked at the secretary beside him and said, "Just wait a moment."

secretary:"……"

She can wait, but the plane cannot wait.

This is the last flight of the day, and you said that you must go back today.

Ji Ziyang's cell phone dialed a number, and when he finished pressing the last number under his fingertips, his movements suddenly froze, looking at the number on the screen of the phone in a daze for a moment.

When did he recite Han Yanran's phone number so clearly?
He was so clear that he hadn't noticed it yet, so he typed out the phone number without any hassle.

He looked at the phone for a moment, without any expression on his face. On his expressionless face, the deep eyes set off his more calm and dignified aura now, without the frivolous and youthful feeling of the past.

Dial out the phone.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off..."

Ji Ziyang unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, and listened to the voice from the phone, feeling distracted for a while.

"President Ji, it's too late." The little secretary cautiously reminded her boss, looking at his ashen face.

Ji Ziyang glanced at her anxious expression, "Call a car, go back."

The voice is cold, with irresistible sharpness in the tone.

The little secretary was taken aback, "Go back... go back?"

Jiang Muyu and Xiao Niannian came back from the airport bathroom, looked at Ji Ziyang's expression, and guessed that something must have happened.

She somewhat understood Ji Ziyang's expression and psychology.

"What's wrong? Sister Yanran hasn't come yet?" Jiang Muyu could vaguely guess.

The time they agreed on has passed, but Han Yanran hasn't shown up until now, so something must have happened.

Ji Ziyang nodded, and put the phone back in his pocket, "Lin Fan said she was missing, and the phone was turned off for the past few days."

Jiang Muyu's heart tightened, "Missing?"

Seeing her sudden pale face, Ji Ziyang didn't even frown, and said, "It's not the kind of disappearance you thought, it should be in the Han family, but people can't get out."

They took the flight back to the imperial capital ahead of time, Han Yanran promised to be fine, and there was no shadow behind them.

Jiang Muyu blinked her eyes, "At Han's house? Then try calling."

Ji Ziyang: "Just turned off the phone."

"Ji Tuhao, did you call Sister Yanran?" Jiang Muyu stared at him as if looking at a fool, "I know the phone is turned off, but you still don't know to call someone else, that is... Xiaomei Han, isn't it every day?" My brother is calling you, call her."

The man's lips twitched almost imperceptibly, "Looking for her?"

Nonsense, if you don't play this ready-made one, who else can you find?

Under Jiang Muyu's gaze, Ji Ziyang took out the cell phone he had just put away.

"Brother Ziyang? I just wanted to call you, and you called me. Do you think we have a good understanding?" The phone rang twice before it was picked up.

Jiang Muyu could hear that sentence Brother Yang clearly even a few steps away.

Ji Ziyang: "..."

Xiaomei Han on the other end of the phone was obviously still excited, and she didn't lower her voice at all, "Brother Ziyang, Daddy agreed to let me take charge of the Imperial Capital branch, so you have to help me when the time comes! I'm going to marry Tang Ershao, after their wedding tonight, I'll go to the imperial capital with you first."