After being imprisoned by a sickly enemy, I was reborn

Jiang Yu suddenly woke up, staring at the ceiling with wide eyes, he couldn't believe his ears, his voice almost split: "What did you say?"

He sat up while asking, afraid of missing a word, his whole body tensed up in readiness.

The old man suppressed his sadness, and tried his best to answer calmly: "The young master called the old man this morning to say he was going home, but his car rolled over from the bridge and into the river on the way home..."

Jiang Yu felt that his breathing seemed to have stagnated, his blood was cold, his mind went blank for a moment, and he asked instinctively, "Well, what then?"

Old Fu: "After two o'clock in the afternoon, the police salvaged the car, but there was no one inside. The young master's life and death are unknown now."

"Unknown means...he might still be alive, right?" Jiang Yu seemed to have caught a life-saving straw, and immediately asked.

The old man was silent for a while before he spoke: "Master blocked the news and prevented any media from reporting this matter, but the feedback from the police is that the camera at the hotel entrance did capture the young master getting into the car, but the driver was not the original one. The original driver was knocked out, tied up and locked in the men's restroom."

"You mean, someone came at him on purpose?"

Jiang Yukaji's mind suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he realized that the matter was not simple, but he was even more afraid because of it.

If it was an accident, Lu Chenzhao might still be alive, but if someone wanted to kill him deliberately, it would be even more dangerous for him now.

But who would that be?Is Lu Chenzhao really dead?

Jiang Yu had burst into tears unknowingly.

Old Fu sobbed twice, and continued to answer: "This...the police are still investigating, and some internal information is inconvenient to disclose. Xiaoyu, I know you have a good relationship with the young master, so I didn't want to tell you the bad news. But it's not an option to hide it from you..."

Jiang Yu sat by the bed, he suddenly didn't know what to say, his whole body remained motionless as if in a trance, he felt an unprecedented coldness wrapping him tightly.

He was hit to death by Lu Chenzhao in his last life, and his death came so suddenly that he was reborn without any extra feeling. But at this moment, although Lu Chenzhao was the one whose life and death were uncertain, he felt that death was so close to him, as if he had already put him to death. His soul was hooked away.

"Xiao Yu, are you okay?" Old Fu heard that he hadn't moved for a long time, and said with concern and fear, "Don't scare me, just say something."

From childhood to adulthood, Jiang Yu's feelings for Lu Chenzhao were all in his eyes. No matter what kind of relationship it was, the relationship was very good anyway. He knew that Jiang Yu cared about Lu Chenzhao very much.

Jiang Yu came back to his senses, his lips trembling slightly: "Then... are uncle and aunt okay?"

Old Fu sighed: "Master and Madam are not well now, and there are accidents in the country, you know?"

Jiang Yu was startled, of course he knew about domestic affairs, wasn't he the one who provoked it?

"I heard from the master that it seems that I have decided to declare bankruptcy directly and completely withdraw from the domestic market," the old man said in a low voice, "This time the loss was heavy, and the assets have shrunk a lot. It is said that it is because of the acquisition of your ex-husband's company."

Jiang Yu was so excited that he didn't have time to think about whether Lao Fu's words were a test, so he directly followed the excuse he had thought up at the beginning: "Yes, that's how I found out that Yunmeng is so bad. I'm sorry for my brother and uncle and aunt."

His voice was even more suppressed and sad because of Lu Chenzhao's sad news. The uncontrollable pain was conveyed to Lao Fu's ears through the mobile phone, and even Lao Fu's heart was tightly held together:

"Xiao Yu, don't be too sad, the police are still investigating the case, maybe... maybe, maybe the young master is okay?"

Jiang Yu raised his left hand to cover his face, he could no longer listen to the words behind him.

He really never thought of killing Lu Chenzhao, even when he hated him the most, he never thought of killing Lu Chenzhao.

Who is it?

Jiang Yu swallowed, and said to the other end of the phone: "Dad, don't worry, I'm fine, I'll go to America as soon as possible...I want to see..."

His words were intermittent and purposeless. What did he go to America to see?

"Xiao Yu, what are you looking at? It's useless for you to come now, the young master's whereabouts are unknown, and the master asked the media to block the news. Even if the young master really has an accident, as long as the body is not found, the master will not disclose the news, let alone do it. Memorial service funeral."

Jiang Yu blurted out: "Then what should I do?"

In fact, he was asking himself and answering, what should he do if Lu Chenzhao is gone?

But the old Fu thought that Jiang Yu was talking to him, so he continued to comfort him: "Xiao Yu, your current career is in China, so don't come here, the master said, you can continue to live in the villa under the name of the Lu family, the housekeeper You don't have to worry about the servant's salary, just live there with peace of mind.

In the past 20 years, the master has treated you well, and he did not blame you for Yunmeng Entertainment. The master does not want you to be too sad because of the young master..."

Jiang Yu listened to those words with his left ear in and his right ear out. The more old Fu comforted him, the more his heart ached, the kind of severe pain that was torn and crushed.

He didn't remember when he hung up the phone, but after he hung up the phone, he stared blankly at the time on the phone screen, knowing that several hours had passed since Lu Chenzhao's accident.

Thinking about it, Jiang Yu hurriedly clicked into the wechat dialog with Lu Chenzhao, but Lu Chenzhao still didn't reply him.

He allowed the tears to dry up on his face, and new tears poured out continuously. He swallowed lightly, and tapped into Lu Chenzhao's cell phone number, silently expecting something in his heart... looking forward to hearing To that familiar voice.

However, when the familiar mechanical female voice sounded from the other end of the phone: "Sorry, the user you dialed has turned off...", Jiang Yu's spirit completely collapsed.

He threw the phone hard, and it hit the wall hard before bouncing back to the ground.

Jiang Yu sat on the edge of the bed and covered his face tightly with his hands. His breathing and tears were completely out of his control. The pain invaded him from the inside out. His heart had never been so painful, as if someone was holding a blunt weapon Cutting his heart one by one, this feeling is more uncomfortable than death.

Time seemed to stand still, he fell on the bed dully, his body curled up like a mature shrimp, his face was pale and his eyes were bloodshot, he didn't feel hungry, and all the senses he should have seemed to have disappeared.

Three hours later, around noon, the butler knocked on his bedroom door.

Only then did Jiang Yu's numb body feel a little under control. He slowly got up and opened the door. Lu Shanhai outside the door also looked haggard, and his eyes were obviously crying.

Lu Shanhai: "Mr. Jiang, you must know about the matter of the young master, right? It's hard to feel bad, let's come down to eat first."

"Housekeeper, thank you, I'll wash my face first, and I'll go down later."

Jiang Yu tried to force a polite smile, but failed with the corners of his lips twitching.