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

"It's okay, she doesn't have the heart to deal with me now." Chu Zhouyun said calmly, reminding him: "You tell Ah Chen that although his plan is very successful, you must also be careful of Han Meng's counterattack. Han Meng is a woman. . . . is extremely dangerous."

Wei He's expression froze, "Understood!"

After disconnecting the communication, he immediately conveyed Chu Zhou's words to Chu Linchen intact.

"Let Second Uncle go back to Chu's, Han Meng's side as soon as possible, and proceed as planned." Chu Linchen ordered briefly, frowning thoughtfully.

Wei He nodded and asked, "Young Master Chu, why did Han Meng attack Han Moyang suddenly? Aren't they all from the Han family?"

He really didn't find any clues about this matter.

Chu Lin's eyes flashed faintly, and he said coldly, "Because of Han Xiao!"

Wei He didn't understand, so after thinking for a while, his complexion suddenly changed, and he realized something: "You mean, Han Xiao's death...was related to Han Meng?"

"Other than that, there is no better explanation." Chu Lin said coldly, putting the matter aside.

After all, neither Han Meng nor Han Moyang is what he cares most about at the moment.

Chu Lin raised his head and glanced at Wei He, and said in a deep voice, "Is there any movement at the port?"

"At present, twenty yachts and five diving teams have been ruled out, and they are closely searching for Qin Shu's whereabouts. As soon as there is news, I will report to you immediately!"

The implication is that there is no progress yet.

Unsurprisingly, a look of disappointment flashed across Chu Lin's stern face, and his brows gathered together solemnly.

He suddenly got up from his chair and walked outside.

"Young Master Chu, where are you going?" Wei He subconsciously looked at the documents on his desk and asked.

"I'm going to see my son."

While speaking, Chu Linchen stepped out of the study with his long legs.

In the master bedroom, Xiao Weiwei slept on his big dark blue bed.

The little guy slept extremely restlessly, his two small eyebrows were furrowed uneasily, his face was pale, and his two short hands grabbed the quilt on his chest and twisted them together.

"Mommy, Mommy...don't leave Weiwei, don't..."

The child murmured dreamily, with a helpless and anxious voice, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Chu Linchen didn't step forward to disturb the child's rest, but couldn't help but clenched his palms tightly, biting his teeth tightly.

Qin Shu, seeing your son like this, you should hurry up and show up for me.

If I don't come out again, my son will be mine from now on!

......

The night sky is like ink, without stars or moon.

The tide rises and falls, and the waves beat against the reefs on the shore.

cold.

A biting chill came from all limbs.

"Qin Shu, Qin Shu...Wake up! Wake up..."

In the ear, there is an urgent call, the voice is hoarse, mellow and familiar.

"It's so cold..." Qin Shu murmured unconsciously.

The voice of calling suddenly paused, and then, the voice of Xixisuo came.

The wet embrace wrapped her up.

At first, Qin Shu resisted, but because it was too cold, when she felt the heat gradually radiating from that embrace, she couldn't help stretching out her arms to hug her...

Qin Shu was awakened by the sunlight.

The unobstructed scorching light shines directly on the thin eyelids.

She slowly opened her eyes, the dazzling golden light stunned her for a while, and subconsciously raised her hand to cover it.