Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

Xing Chenyou put on a cold face, and entered the passage directly with his handsome face. The airport staff treated him very respectfully, let him pass all the way, and let him in directly.

After all, this airport is precisely the property of the Xing family, but no one knows on the surface.

But the airport staff had received instructions from their superiors, so of course Xing Chenyou was allowed to go all the way.

The plane that was supposed to take off arrived at the departure time, and there was no sign of taking off at all, but because it was only time, the passengers did not feel too impatient and angry.

Xing Chenyou appeared with a sullen face, and he glanced at the passengers in front of him.

Hawthorne was in first class, but she was not allowed to mix in economy class just to confuse the public.

Everyone didn't know what was going on, they only saw a handsome and cold man in a white shirt standing there, and glanced at them.

Hawthorne is not here.

Xing Chenyou's eyes darkened a little, and he went directly to the business class and first class, all without Hawthorne.

His expression could no longer be described as cold, and he glanced sharply at the flight attendant, "Are you sure no one has ever got off the plane?"

"No..." The purser was unconsciously nervous when he met Xing Chenyou's cold and gloomy face.

"Will it be in the toilet?" A stewardess swallowed and couldn't help making a sound. She looked at Xing Chenyou with awe.

Xing Chenyou narrowed his eyes, raised his legs to go to the toilet, and pushed open the door. What he saw was a man pressing a woman on the sink. The woman's face was covered and she couldn't see.

His face changed, and he directly pulled the man away, and saw the strange woman's face that was being pressed down.

Xing Chenyou breathed a sigh of relief.

The disturbed man turned his head and wanted to scold Xing Chenyou, but he was too scared to speak when he saw his cold and sharp expression as if he was about to kill someone.

Xing Chenyou squinted his eyes. Lake's news could not be wrong. If Hawthorne bought this ticket, he would definitely take this plane and leave.

Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind, and his eyes became serious.

If she didn't go to country M when she went out this time, then...

Xing Chenyou's eyes darkened, he turned around and left.

"Check the nearest route and see if there are private jets flying there." His voice was extremely cold.

When Lake received the call, he also thought of a possibility, and immediately sent someone to investigate the flight route of the private jet.

If it was a private jet, it meant that Hawthorne's trip this time was arranged by someone else, and it was impossible for her to arrange a private jet.

After Lake hung up the phone, An Qingsi couldn't help asking because she heard something, "What's the matter? Did something happen?"

"It's nothing, the young master didn't find his wife."

An Qingsi's heart moved, and she seemed to ask unintentionally, "What's going on, I didn't find Hawthorne? What happened to her?"

"It's not clear yet." Lake glanced at An Qingsi, and the answer was watertight.

An Qingsi didn't ask much, she knew that Lake was a person, he would say anything he could tell her, and he wouldn't say anything he couldn't tell her.

She turned her head to look in the direction of the car door, and immediately saw the man with long legs and a handsome face walking towards here with a cold face.

That man, who had been with her for 20 years, was a childhood sweetheart, a childhood sweetheart, but that's all.

In memory, he was not so cold and gloomy since he was a child.

Xing Chenyou opened the car door and was about to go in. When he saw An Qingsi sitting inside, he frowned indiscernibly.

An Qingsi explained, "I want to go back to the old house, so I can take it with me along the way."

Xing Chenyou nodded, without saying anything, he raised his legs and sat in.

He didn't speak, and the driver didn't drive.

Xing Chenyou closed his eyes, and he almost guessed in his heart that it was Ming Yi who arranged for Huo Sang to leave Shangjing, and of course Qiu Xiaochi was used as a bait.

He was a little irritable, and touched the cigarette case in the car, but raised his eyes to see An Qingsi beside him, and frowned.

An Qingsi couldn't smell the smoke.

The irritability between Xing Chenyou's brows deepened. An Qingsi saw the cigarette he took out, and said in a soft voice, "It doesn't matter if I smell the smell of smoke now, I'm used to it after a few years abroad."

He glanced at her, without hesitation, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case.

An Qingsi even took out the lighter from the storage compartment next to the seat and lit a cigarette for him.

Xing Chenyou raised his eyelids and glanced at her lightly. Her movements were familiar, as if she had done it many times.

Smoke escaped from between his lips and teeth, so that his face was drawn back, and he leaned back in the chair, squinting his eyes.

An Qingsi couldn't see his expression clearly, it seemed that Xing Chenyou had completely covered himself in his own protective cover.

"Arrange the plane."

After a cigarette was over, Xing Chenyou flicked the ash, his expression returned to clear and indifferent, and he spat out four words between his lips and teeth.

Lake understood in seconds, and ordered the driver to drive, "Send Miss An back to the old house first."

An Qingsi knew that Xing Chenyou lived in Lanxinhu Villa now, so she didn't say anything to let him go back to the old house.

"By the way, how are Uncle Xing and Aunt Sun doing?" An Qingsi glanced at Xing Chenyou who had closed his eyes, and asked Lake.

Lake also looked back at Xing Chenyou who had closed his eyes to rest, so he had no choice but to answer An Qingsi's words honestly.

He coughed dryly before opening his mouth, "Mr. Xing and his wife are still in detention."

They all know who Mr. and Mrs. Xing are referring to here.

An Qingsi's face froze. She really never thought that the vaccine case had passed for so many days, and they hadn't come out yet.

According to Xing Chenyou's ability, Xing Zhengqing and Sun Lin could get out of the prison in a matter of minutes, and the bail money was not a problem for him.

An Qingsi fell silent. She hadn't contacted Sun Lin recently, but she didn't expect this to happen. For a while, there was no way to continue the next topic.

"Ayou, can't you get them out of the bailout?" She was silent for a while, then said softly.

Xing Chenyou didn't open his eyes, his expression was cold.

"Ayou?" An Qingsi called Xing Chenyou again.

"You can do this yourself." His voice was not too cold, but An Qingsi could hear that he was very displeased with the matter she brought up.

An Qingsi bit her lip, and lowered her head to pull his hand, "Ayou, I was brought up by Aunt Sun and Uncle Xing since I was a child. They are old now, even if they make mistakes, these days are enough."

Xing Chenyou quickly opened his eyes, and glanced at An Qingsi's hand that was holding his hand.

This hand was as white as jade, with distinct joints, slender as a green onion, as beautiful as beautiful porcelain.

But he thought of Hawthorne's hand. Hawthorne's hand was beautiful, softer and gentler than this beautiful porcelain hand.

He raised his hand lightly, flicking her hand away without showing a trace.