The domineering president keeps his little wife captive

But she shook her head again and thought it was impossible.

He is overseas! Am I crazy?

Although Meng Zimo thought so, she was still a little curious and wanted to see his real face.

"Look at the clothes, Mo'er."

Seeing a clothing store, An Yuhan ran in excitedly, and the salesperson in the store introduced suitable clothes to her.

Including the ones An Yuhan wanted to try, she bought a total of more than ten sets. Meng Zimo sat quietly on the sofa in the store.

I picked up the phone and still hadn't received a reply. I thought he was probably busy, so he didn't reply.

An Yuhan put on one set after another, Meng Zimo put on one set after another, and their eyes looked a little tired.

She stood up and walked to the railing of the mall, looking at the people coming and going downstairs, and the aroma of delicious food upstairs wafted into her nose.

She touched her stomach and found that she was really hungry.

Helplessly turning around and walking into the clothing store, An Yuhan had already been trying on clothes for an hour.

It was finally over, "Mo'er, which sets do you think look good?" An Yuhan ran over and pulled Meng Zimo in.

Meng Zimo said that I, An Yuhan, bought almost all of them, a total of five or six sets.

The two of them were going upstairs to eat, so they left their clothes there. The clerk said they could deliver the clothes to their door, so An Yuhan directly gave the school address and asked them to deliver it to the security room.

The two of them strode upstairs at high speed.

The two were thinking about what to eat, "Hey, Mo'er, look at that man, is he Chen Yuye?"

An Yuhan looked at the man and woman in the hot pot restaurant in the distance.

The man was picking up the cooked meat and carefully placing it in the woman's bowl, and seemed to be saying something.

I saw the woman happily talking and laughing to the man, and the relationship between the two was visibly close.

For a moment, I felt a blockage in my chest and my breathing was a little difficult. The sour emotion in my heart could no longer be suppressed.

Just watching from afar, she felt that every movement they made was so intimate and dazzling, and her eyes were red.

"Let's go over and take a look." An Yuhan had a bad attitude and was ready to rush over to get to the bottom of things.

So he didn't reply to my message because I was disturbing him?

He's with another woman now so he doesn't even bother to reply to my messages, right?

Meng Zimo stood there looking at her stupidly, her feet seemed to be out of control.

Chen Yuye took out his cell phone and seemed to be writing something. Shortly after he put it down, Meng Zimo's cell phone rang.

This was the sound of the message, so was he just trying to please her?

Meng Zimo took out her cell phone in surprise and looked at the message.

Eye-catching subtitles.

'Did you miss me?'

How ironic these words seem now.

Meng Zimo turned off her cell phone. She was in a very bad mood and couldn't stay here.

"Let's go!" Meng Zimo turned and walked towards the elevator.

An Yuhan followed closely, "Wait for me, Mo'er."

Watching Meng Zimo walking forward without saying a word, An Yuhan ran to her and held her back.

"You can't do this, Mo'er."

"It hurts to see you like this. You need to speak out! Tell me what happened?"

An Yuhan frowned and saw Meng Zimo's pale face. She knew that she was feeling very uncomfortable.

This kind of thing is extremely cruel no matter who it happens to.

"You should have just rushed over and beat up the mistress in front of him and slapped him in the face."

An Yuhan became more and more excited as he spoke, remembering how this was done in TV dramas, and how satisfying it was.

"Stop talking, I want to be alone, I'm leaving first." Meng Zimo ran out by herself and watched her back as she walked away.

An Yuhan was angry and nervous.

"No, I can't leave her alone."

After An Yuhan finished muttering, he raised his legs and chased after him. The stairs outside the mall were winding and intertwined with the shops.

As soon as they came out, they couldn't see Meng Zimo anymore. An Yuhan called Lin Cheng and Wang Jie to help look for her.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Lin Cheng and Wang Jie ran towards An Yuhan as soon as they got out of the taxi.

"It's hard to explain right now. She's in great pain now. I don't know where she went. I'm afraid she's not safe. Please help me find her." An Yuhan had already searched the area but couldn't find her.

Where did she go in just a moment?

But don't put your life in danger.

"Okay, you look here and we'll go look across the street." After Lin Cheng assigned the two people, he ran and shouted hurriedly to look for them.

The huge square is bustling with people, and the overpass is full of people coming and going. It is very rare to find someone with the current flow of people.

"Mo'er." An Yuhan was so anxious that tears were about to come out.

I couldn't get through when I called.

She is a girl and it is very dangerous at night.

An Yuhan was crying when she suddenly thought of something.

An Yuhan called An Xijie in a crying voice, "Brother."

An Xijie was picking up girls at the time, and the woman was curled around him, exuding an ambiguous aura.

When An Xijie picked up the phone and heard An Yuhan crying, he suddenly motioned for the woman to go out before he took a deep breath and replied.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"Brother, Xiaomo is missing. She is missing."

An Yuhan was so anxious that she almost died. Her tears fell in big drops. She sat weakly on the stone pier in the square and cried.

She looked at the crowd helplessly, but couldn't find the familiar figure no matter how hard she looked.

"Why is he gone? What happened?"

An Yuhan told him the whole story and cursed Chen Yuye for being a beast.

"Don't curse. It may not be what you see."

"Don't say good things for him. Xiaomo and I saw it with our own eyes."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll call and ask what's going on, you can look for it nearby now."

"Okay, you scold that scumbag for me."

After An Yuhan hung up the phone, she searched outside the mall for a long time.

Chen Yuye, who was still in the hot pot restaurant, received a call from An Xijie.

"Hey! What's the matter?" Chen Yuye put down his chopsticks and leaned against the sofa and said lightly.

"Where is it?" An Xijie heard Chen Yuye seem to be in the hot pot restaurant that An Yuhan mentioned.

“Hot pot restaurant.”

"With whom?" An Xijie shook the red wine glass, and the liquid in the glass rippled and sparkled.

"What's the matter? Just tell me." Chen Yuye said impatiently.

"Is it at the hot pot restaurant in the mall?" An Xijie said calmly after taking a sip of wine.

"Well, what?"

"Did you tell your dream Zimo when you returned to China?"

"Not yet. I plan to tell her later."

Chen Yuye was thinking of making an appointment with Meng Zimo in the evening, but it was too late, so he could only do it tomorrow.

"I have news for you."

"explain."

"My sister and her saw you when they were shopping at the mall! Now you can't find me, so you can handle it yourself!"

"What do you mean missing?"

"I just can't find who you are with..."

Before An Xijie finished speaking, Chen Yuye hung up the phone and ran out of the hot pot restaurant.

Called her over and over again.

The busy tone on the other end of the phone kept echoing in Chen Yuye's mind.

"Silly girl, answer the phone!"

Chen Yuye made phone calls over and over again as soon as he came out of the mall.

He drove quickly towards the school, but when he arrived at the school he was stopped by the security guard when he tried to go in.

"Hey, you don't seem to be a student of our school!"

The security guard was particularly amazed by his handsome appearance in a suit and tie and his slightly mature facial features.

"I'm looking for someone."

Chen Yuye looked towards the school from time to time.

"Who are you looking for? Which class? You can't just randomly look for someone!"

"I'm looking for Meng Zimo from the Finance Department."

"She's out and hasn't come back yet. I have a registration here."

The security guard knew that this name was the girl who sang on the day of the performance. Meng Zimo was a stunningly beautiful girl who could be remembered at a glance.

You have to register when leaving school except on holidays to avoid being lost.

"You haven't come back yet? Are you sure?"

"What's so uncertain about this? They will have to sign in when they come back."

The security guard drove away Chen Yuye who was eager to enter the school gate.

Chen Yuye sent a message to An Xijie to ask about An Yuhan's situation, but the news he got was not optimistic.

Chen Yuye clenched his fists. He hated himself for hiding it from her.

Chen Yuye stood at the school gate and waited for a long time. The flashing neon lights on the roadside shone on his hopeless face.

The next morning, An Yuhan and two others dragged their heavy bodies to school.

Chen Yuye sent people to secretly look for Meng Zimo. How could such a good person suddenly disappear?

Chen Yuye returned to the company with no thoughts in mind.

"Hey, how's it going?"

Chen Yuye asked immediately after receiving the call from the informant.

"Found it. It seems to be heading towards the school now."

"it is good."

Chen Yuye finally put his mind at ease and he kept sending messages to Meng Zimo.

Meng Zimo was walking on the way to school, and she still couldn't calm down from the uncomfortable mood.

She opened her phone nervously.

The messages, phone calls and WeChat are all full, with over a hundred messages.

She turned off the screen, sighed, wiped her pockets and walked to school. The sunglasses on her face did not match her clothes.

I hope Meng Zimo won’t meet a scumbag in her first relationship!

What's more, my mother thinks he is very nice!

Ahhhh! This is so annoying! Someone please save me.

Meng Zimo didn't understand at all. What was wrong with her that she needed him to find a woman behind her back?

Meng Zimo returned to the dormitory. An Yuhan had just fallen asleep. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she got up and looked at the door.

The moment the door opened she felt like she was going to cry.

"Xiaomo... woooo." He ran over without even putting on slippers, hugged Meng Zimo and started crying.

The tense emotions of the whole night burst out at this moment.

"Okay, it's okay, why are you crying?"

Meng Zimo's voice was a little hoarse because she cried last night, and it seemed to have a strong nasal tone.

"Are you okay? You worried me to death."

An Yuhan looked Meng Zimo over and over again and found that she seemed to be in good spirits after changing her clothes.

"Why are you wearing sunglasses?" An Yuhan saw the sunglasses on her face and tried to take them off to see more clearly.

But Meng Zimo stopped him, "I'm fine, why do you look so tired?"

"I was looking for you all night last night. Lin Cheng and Wang Jie also just returned to school not long ago."

"I'm sorry! I..."

Meng Zimo didn’t know how to explain it. She just wanted to be quiet last night so she went home.

I forgot to send a message to An Yuhan.

"It's okay, as long as you come back safely. There are many good men, and he is not a big deal."

"Well, you should get some sleep! I'm going to the library."

Meng Zimo took off her sunglasses in front of the mirror, rubbed her eyes and felt much better than last night. She picked up the book on the table and said goodbye to An Yuhan.

Let her have a good rest in the dormitory.

I will turn my grief and anger into strength, and work hard for my future.

Never shed a tear for a man.

Chen Yuye dealt with the contract on hand and handed it to the secretary.

He picked up the phone and dialed Meng Zimo's number. When the phone rang, Meng Zimo took out her phone.

When she saw the three words "Chen Yuye", she hung up the phone.

She strode towards the library with her cell phone on silent mode. Chen Yuye called her more than a dozen times but she didn't notice it.

Chen Yuye's eyes gradually became gloomy.

He stared at the tall buildings outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in a trance.

"Come out." Chen Yuye called An Xijie and asked him to come out for a drink. An Xijie wanted to refuse.

But Chen Yuye's voice sounded like he was asking for his life, and if he didn't go, he would be in trouble!

An Xijie rushed to the bar without stopping! As soon as he entered, he could see Chen Yuye in a suit and tie. He had an extraordinary temperament and you could see him for a moment when you sat there.

"What's wrong? The young master is also drinking too much."

Every word An Xijie said fell into his ears.

His handsome eyebrows were cold as he drank foreign wine from a glass.

"Have you explained this to your girlfriend?"

An Xijie picked up the wine glass and poured himself a glass, shook the liquid in the glass, and looked at Chen Yuye meaningfully.

"No, I don't answer the phone and I can't see anyone." Chen Yuye slumped on the sofa in annoyance and took a sip of wine.

His throat moved slightly, and the scent of hormones in his body was full.

Looking at the women beside them, they were drooling, and one pair of hot eyes after another was looking at them.

"Who did you have hotpot with last night?"

Ahn Hee-jae still doesn't know who he is going out with, he is being so mysterious.

"Xiao Ran." Chen Yuye said coldly.

"Xuan Ran."

Chen Yuye’s cousin, the daughter of Chen’s mother’s younger sister, had just returned from studying abroad and met Chen Yuye at the airport.

After they met after getting off the plane, he treated her to dinner, which was why he was run into by Meng Zimo in the mall.

It would be impossible to explain if she didn't answer the phone at this time.

"Why didn't you tell me that Xiaoran's coming back is such a big deal."

An Xijie excitedly poured wine for Chen Yuye and his brows immediately lit up with joy.

“……” Chen Yuye frowned, his handsome face filled with indescribable fatigue.

Some time ago, he was angry because Meng Zimo didn't reply to his message.

Now he was doing the same thing without realizing it.

This time she must be very angry and don't want to pay attention to him.