awkward

In the next few months, he exhausted all his contacts and methods, but he didn't get any news about Ye Mu.

He has inquired about his parents, friends, and colleagues, but the responses are undoubtedly ignorant.

Where did you go, what did you do, and who were you with?

Chen Mo's mind was in a mess, thinking about these issues almost every day.

As the days passed, he became extremely irritable and decadent. He didn't care about the company's business, and he just stared at the phone and read the private detective's text messages all day long, almost out of his mind.

Sun Xiangyang has known Chen Mo for more than ten years, and he has never seen his buddies like this, so he couldn't help being surprised.

"Hey, let me tell you that you're fine, aren't you just a gay guy, look for it after you leave, why bother making it look like a broken relationship."

Chen Mo lost a lot of weight, with blue stubble on his chin, his hairstyle was messed up and he was not as handsome as before, even his tie was crooked, and he looked sluggish.

He heard the question and didn't answer, still sitting at the desk with his head down and staring at the screen, silent.

Sun Xiangyang really wanted to throw this man into the trash, which reflected his current sloppy appearance.

"Enough is enough for you, dare you, you can't live without that surname Ye! Hurry up and cheer me up, if this continues, the company will close down soon, you know!"

Chen Mo didn't react too much after hearing this, and opened his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, and said in a rough voice, "If you go bankrupt, you can go bankrupt, it has nothing to do with me."

Sun Xiangyang took a deep breath, "What nonsense are you talking about, have you forgotten how much effort you put in to make this company successful?" This buddy is simply out of his mind.

Chen Mo pursed his dry and peeling lips, "I haven't forgotten, but now I can't accommodate other things at all in my mind." When he opened his eyes, it was that person's face, and when he closed his eyes, it was still that person's face. He was about to lose his mind Crazy.

I didn't think it before, but after Ye Mu left, he found that there were traces of his existence in everything around him, which made him think about him all the time.Sometimes he even suspects that he has taken drugs, otherwise how could he be so addictive and uncontrollable.

Sun Xiangyang glanced at him incredulously, and said in horror, "You're not really bent, are you?"

Chen Mo pursed his lips, noncommittal.

Sun Xiangyang couldn't stand it anymore, "Come on, everyone says that getting drunk will relieve your worries, don't go home today, go to the bar with me for a drink."

Chen Mo refused, "I have something to do tonight, next time."

After finishing speaking, he sorted out the documents and got up.

Sun Xiangyang hurriedly stopped him, "Don't, the brothers haven't met for a long time, this is a rare opportunity, I just happen to help you untie it too."

Chen Mo pushed his hand away, "I'll go to Yan's house."

Sun Xiangyang frowned, "Why do you go there when you have nothing to do, and make trouble for yourself."

Chen Mo went to the bathroom and washed his face to make himself look less embarrassed, "It has nothing to do with you."

Sun Xiangyang was annoyed, "Well, I don't bother with you, just be careful not to lose the company, you know I only got a paid position here after wearing out my mouth, if the time comes because of poor management I lost my job, and my old man will criticize me if I can't keep it back, you don't know..."

He rambled on a lot later, but Chen Mo didn't listen, put on a suit and left the office.

It was already six o'clock in the evening when we drove to the old house in the suburbs. When we entered, the family was eating in harmony.

Chen Mo didn't go there, just sat in the living room waiting like an outsider with no expression on his face.

Yan Henan picked a piece of meat into the bowl with a knife and fork, glanced at him lukewarmly, and said in a low voice, "Why didn't you notify me in advance?"

Chen Mo ignored him, turned his face to Zhang Jun's side and lowered his head to swipe the screen with his fingers, his attitude was quite indifferent.

Li Wen smiled, and her tone was sour and mean, "Do you need to ask, I think it's for the divestment, I heard that his company is about to collapse recently due to the problem of capital flow."

Yan Henan gave her a gouged look, "Stop making sarcastic remarks."

Li Wen cut her voice, "Why, don't let people tell you, isn't that the truth? If you want me to say that it takes money, it's okay, but at least you have to have a correct attitude. Look at him, who is he owed to with a stinky face? Just like him."

Yan Henan frowned, turned his head to look at Chen Mo, "Say it straight, what's the matter this time?" Although he didn't have much contact with him, he also knew that his son had a lot of backbone, and he didn't seem like he would make a comeback The mediocrity of money comes.

Chen Mo kept a straight face, drooping bangs and remained silent there, taking a cold treatment.

Li Wen snorted and satirized him deliberately, "Look at him like that, he's really like that dead bitch, it's annoying to look at. If you know he's a homosexual, he shouldn't have taken him home in the first place."

These words had obviously reached the point of being ugly, Yan Henan's face suddenly darkened, he slammed the table and glared at Li Wen, "Don't eat, you go upstairs for me now!"

Li Wen used to pretend to be docile, but recently she has made a lot of money in stocks and has become hardened. After a few moans, she didn't move.

Seeing that Yan Henan couldn't intimidate her, he felt annoyed, and immediately wanted to speak harshly, but was interrupted by Yan Chen at the side.

"He came to see me."

A low and magnetic sentence broke the deadlock in such an understatement.

Yan Chen put down the knife and fork, picked up the white handkerchief and wiped it. His long and narrow Danfeng eyes cast a cold and deep glance at Chen Mo, then moved the chair silently and stood up, walking slowly to Beiyuan.

Chen Mo squinted his eyes, put his phone in his pocket, and followed suit.

In the darkness of night, Yan Chen stood quietly on the porch, with a dark black overcoat draped over his broad shoulders. Full of oppression.

"I don't know where he is either. It's useless if you ask."

Chen Mo's eyes are firm, and his handsome face is as sharp as a blade. "You don't need to fight with me. You are thinking about how to buy my company recently. As long as you can tell me, I can give it to you unconditionally."

Yan Chen smiled, his eyes dull, "You are really as arrogant as before, a mere broken company dares to yell at me here."

The cold wind whistled in his ears, and Chen Mo's corners were full of hostility, "Everyone gets what they need, don't lift yourself up so high."

Yan Chen curled his lips coldly, and glanced at him inscrutablely, "Are you sure you want to talk to me in this tone? Don't say I don't know where he is, even if I do, it's just because of shit like you I won't tell you about my temper."

Chen Mo secretly hated, clenched his fists, and said with patience, "Then I'll ask you now, tell me his whereabouts."

Yan Chen's eyes were indifferent, "If I remember correctly, you have been here for so long and you haven't called me big brother?"

Chen Mo's eyes were dark, and his chest was full of repulsion, but he still suppressed his teeth and said.

"Big brother."

In just two words, he is called Dixie but capable, as if he is called an officer in the army.

Yan Chen smiled casually, and then showed a disgusted and contemptuous expression, "It's disgusting."

Chen Mo's teeth were grinding, but he didn't argue, he just stood there calmly and looked directly at him.

On a cold winter night, the sky suddenly began to rain heavily, making people shiver inexplicably.

Yan Chen's narrow and deep Danfeng eyes stared at the distance and half-narrowed, then turned around suddenly and punched him.

Vicious and brutal, he split the air in an instant and beat Chen Mo to the ground, spitting out blood.

Although Chen Mo was on guard, he was still knocked to the ground by this powerful force, but he didn't resist, and wiped the wound indifferently, "It doesn't matter if you scold me or beat me, vent it as you like, as long as you can tell me in the end Where is I, Ye Mu, I can do whatever you want."

Yan Chen looked down at him from above, and stepped on his hand with the sole of his foot, his eyes were full of murderous determination and tyranny, "It's not just about scolding you and beating you, if it wasn't for murdering and breaking the law, I really want to cut you into pieces."

This is the person who robbed Ye Mu and the person he loves the most in his life. He wished for him to die, he wished for him to die!

Chen Mo endured the pain and tightened the line of his lips. The rain wet his broken hair, making his profile more handsome, "I can die, as long as you can take me to see him."

Yan Chen sneered, grabbed his collar and slapped him loudly across the ears, "I don't think you're so clear-headed, you think he's crazy, huh?"

Chen Mo's ears were ringing from the beating, his face was accompanied by burning pain, and he slumped his head there without turning back.

Yan Chen gave him a disdainful look, and pushed him down like throwing trash, "Get lost, I will never tell you where he is."

Chen Mo was pushed hard, fell down with a plop, rolled several steps and hit his waist, his forehead was still bleeding from the bump, and he cried out in pain.

Yan Chen snorted, ignored him, gave him a cold-blooded sideways glance, then turned and went to the inner room.

"Don't forget that you still have something in my hands."

With a sudden voice, Chen Mo stood up in embarrassment in the mud, staggered and fell to the ground. There was a crazy paranoia in his eyes, which made a kind of sharpness that penetrated people's hearts.

As long as the accusation is correct, the information is enough to keep the person in prison for a lifetime.

Yan Chen was slightly stunned, and after a brief pause, his dark Danfeng eyes became deeper, and he said in a low voice: "If you have the ability, do it, at worst, we will fight to the death."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Chen Mo's eyes moved slightly, and he said while holding his numb fingers, "Make a deal, I'll give you the information, and you can give him a sentence for me."

Yan Chen's face was gloomy, "What are you talking about?"

Chen Mo moved his ankle with difficulty, climbed up with a staggering thin body, and handed him a note.

Yan Chen lowered his eyelids indifferently, and reached out to take it.

Chen Mo bit his lips tightly and stared into his eyes, "As long as you let him sign it, I will send you the original."

Yan Chen's pupils were dark, and he silently put the note into his pocket, turned and left.

Chen Molin stood there with his head down for a long time in a daze, until the gate of Yan's house was completely closed before gradually disappearing into the street.

Yan Chen looked at his back coldly, glanced casually at the note, and resolutely tore it into pieces with no expression on his face.

Although it has been blurred by water stains, the content on it can be vaguely seen.

The handwriting is vigorous and resolute, and a few Chinese characters are neatly written there, like hypocritical words such as liking.

Yan Chen's eyes were dark, and he took out the phone with a worried face, and sent a short message in the next second.

——Hurry up and try to find him within the next few days.

It's not just Chen Mo, even he doesn't know where Ye Mu went!This time this person is determined to leave!