Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

There has been no news from Xin You for two days.

He Haitao asked with a sullen face: "Old Chen, tell me about the clues you have."

"What clues can I have?" Chen Bin's tone was filled with irritability. He pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray forcefully, and said heavily: "I have warned this kid not to act alone! He is not at all. Don't listen to advice!"

"Okay, don't complain, he is also trying to rescue the pony and the others as soon as possible. In my opinion, we still have to send someone to Ston Manor to have a look."

"I'll go in person!" Chen Bin suddenly got up.

Without waiting for He Haitao's persuasion, he walked out with long legs.

He Haitao shook his head, and quickly called the assistant beside him to chase after him, "Go and remind him, don't make too much noise, the news of Xin You's disappearance must be kept secret for the time being, and don't let King George hear about it."

"Yes." The assistant went away in response.

He Haitao raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, and let out a sigh.

Recently, there have been ups and downs and ups and downs.

......

On the edge of the forest on the outskirts of country M, the green grass is fragrant and the flowers are in full bloom.

A small wooden house far away from the hustle and bustle stands on a small soil slope. At this moment, it is emitting smoke.

Smelling the aroma of food, the man lying on the wooden bed turned his body.

This movement caused the injury to his chest, and the pain caused his handsome facial features to twist together immediately.

"You're awake."

The woman who was busy by the stove heard the movement and hurried to the bedside.

She wiped her hands on the apron, then touched the man's forehead.

However, before she touched the other party, her hand was stopped.

Her wrist was so painful that she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Xin You opened his eyes abruptly, his defensive eyes fell on the plainly dressed middle-aged woman in front of him, doubts flashed in his eyes.

"I'm still alive?" he murmured.

"You, of course you're still alive, I rescued you!" the woman gasped, grabbing her wrist.

Only then did Xin You quickly let go, but his mind was still in confusion.

The woman warned: "You don't seem to be fully recovered yet, so don't move around, just rest first."

Then he rubbed his wrists and went back to the pot to get busy.

Xin You lay on the bed, looking at the foreign woman with the apron tied, and at the simple wooden roof above his head, he slowly sorted out his thoughts...

"time to eat."

At this time, the woman cooked the rice. It was a pot of mushy thick soup with a faint fishy smell.

She put the soup into a small basin and brought it to Xin You.

"You must be starving after lying down for two days. Come, eat something."

Just as he was talking, Xin You suddenly stood up.

The violent movement caused another pain in his chest.

He looked down at the gauze-wrapped chest, and the image of the girl shooting at him without hesitation flashed in his mind.

His eyes were suddenly shrouded in coldness.

Carmeline!

Xin You stood up supporting his body, pushed the door and walked out amidst the woman's exclamation.

The goats gathered at the door were frightened by his opening the door, and "baaaa" screamed and spread out, looking at him from a distance.

Xin You stood on the stone road at the door, looking around.

Except for the quiet and pleasant nature, there is no trace of the city.