Chapter 437: Just Wanting Him

pose. Seeing her distracted and hearing the voice of Lan Xiaoshan, she gradually focused, then instantly came to herself and replied: "I have already signed the contract". 。From the intensity just no...She curled up on the edge of the bed, never blaming Yi Mu Yang, even feeling grateful to see him safe and sound. If she could help him in any way, she would do anything.

Right now, all she wanted was Zhuo Yunan. She craved his warm embrace, the tenderness in his eyes when he listened to her, and the deep affection he held for her.

When I'm feeling lonely, my heart feels like it's being gnawed on by thousands of ants. It's a numb, tingling emptiness.

"Yi Muyang, is there any way to contact the outside world" She wanted to hear his voice and also let him know she was safe.

"I'll figure it out," Yimu Yang promised.

He kept them here, cut off from the outside world, in order to monitor them or control them.

"Forget it, it's not necessary." I don't want Yimu Yang to be in danger again, and I have confidence in Zhuo Yu An. He will definitely find her very soon.

Coming to this unfamiliar place, she seemed to have no fear except for missing him and her children.

Zhuo Yu'an and Shao Hui are working hard to check the surveillance footage. The black car disappeared in the two minutes of the surveillance video, all passing vehicles nearby were checked, and it was finally determined that it was a black Buick commercial vehicle.

After tracking the Buick commercial vehicle for two hours, it vanished from the surveillance video range again. It was a similar two minutes before it reappeared, but there was no sign of Tinglan in the Buick commercial vehicle this time either.

It must be another car that has been switched in the blind spot. This means they have to check every vehicle that passed through the blind spot within the last two minutes.

Thus, the cycle repeats: locking, disappearing, and then re-scanning.

Lock, disappear, recheck, repeat.

But if there is even one instance of tracking the wrong car, the results will be completely different.

Lu Kuo cursed, this Gan An was too cunning. He kept changing cars, one car after another. A living person had just vanished right under their noses.

"You guys keep an eye on this, the traffic police have found information about these cars. I'll go take a look." Shao Hui finished giving instructions and prepared to leave when he heard Zhuo Yu'an say: "Rewind the monitor footage, that Audi 7."

Lu Kuò hurriedly rewound the surveillance video. In the last shot of the Audi 7 they were tracking, there was a fleeting image in the back seat—it was Ting Lan sitting there.

Not a moment was wasted, several people quickly followed the pursuing vehicle, a 7 series car. Ultimately, it led them to an abandoned factory on the outskirts of town.

It has been two days and one night since Tinglan disappeared. She is very likely trapped in that abandoned factory for the past two days and one night.

Zhuo Yu'an remained silent, suddenly stood up and walked out. Perhaps because he hadn't eaten or slept in almost two days, he felt dizzy and nearly fell. Fortunately, Lu Kuò was quick to catch him.

After he steadied himself, he pushed Lu Kuò away.

“Let’s go.”

The man had already taken large strides outward, Lu Kuo hurrying after him, afraid something might happen to him.

This person's willpower is extraordinary.

"Drink some water, eat something, and rest in the car. Otherwise, even if you find Tinglan, she won't want to see you like this." Lu Kuo tried his best to persuade her, what else could he do

Zhuo Yuyan finally listened to him, took the water he handed over, drank a few sips, then ate a few bites of bread, and then closed her eyes to rest.

Besides the police arranged by Shao Hui, Zhu Yuxuan's people also accompanied them all the way. When they were about to reach that abandoned factory, they saw an Audi parked next to it.

Under the cover of Shao Hui and others, Zhu Yu'an took the lead in kicking open the mottled and rusty iron gate of the dilapidated factory.

The dust, stirred by the sudden interruption, swirled and drifted down. The factory was cavernous and damp, heavy with the smell of mildew. In the center, on a wooden chair, sat Tinglan, her back to them, bound tight.

Zhuo Yunan ran over in big strides, Lu Kuo close behind.

However, after running for two seconds, Zhuo Yu'an suddenly stopped, and Lu Kuo almost bumped into him.

"What's wrong" he asked him, puzzled.

At this point, Tinglan on the chair was about 3 meters away.

Zuo Yu'an's face turned pale, he stood there motionless, his whole body feeling like it had fallen into an ice cellar.

"It wasn't her!"

His voice was tight, not like his usual self, and his eyes were filled with a terrifyingly violent glint. This was the first time Lu Kuò had seen him so openly display his brutality.

Zhuo Yu'an turned and left without looking back, knowing without even having to step forward that it wasn't Tinglan.

Even though the woman meters away was wearing the same clothes as Tinglan, with the same height and hairstyle, just from her back, he knew it wasn't her.

At the time, in the surveillance video, because the car was moving and the video wasn't very clear, plus it was a fleeting shot, I mistakenly identified this woman as Tinglan.

Lu Kuò was still not convinced, so he stepped forward a few more steps and walked to the woman's front before confirming that it really wasn't Ting Lán.

Damn it, he cursed inwardly, this damn Guan An was really insidious and cunning. He found a stand-in to divert their attention and waste their time. By now, the real Tinglan was probably already long gone from Senzhou.

He and Zhuo Yu'an had never been so helpless in their lives, let alone bullied like this. No matter who the other party was, he would use all his connections to make them pay with their lives.

Zuo Yu'an had already returned to the car ahead of him. He remained silent, barely uttering five words in the past few days. His overall demeanor was worse than it was during the divorce.

He cast a silent glance at Lu Kuo, his eyes no longer holding the ferocity they had before, seemingly returning to calm. He said in a cold, clear voice:

“Give me Gu Ruandong’s phone number.”

Lu Kuo was taken aback. Zhuo Yu'an had always looked down on Gu Ruandong.

Zuo Yu'an has never really looked up to Gu Ruandong, thinking his money is dirty. On the other hand, Lu Kuo doesn't have such clear-cut morals as Zuo Yu'an and always welcomes everyone with open arms. His relationship with Gu Ruandong is still amicable.

Lu Kuò hadn't spoken to agree yet when Shào Huī arrived, bringing with him a new piece of news.

"My colleague from across the border just sent me a message. They saw Yi Muyang and Tinglan together, and they're currently living at Gan An's place."

"Living in Gan'an's house" Zhuo Yu'an asked back.

We all know, it's not living there, but being imprisoned.

"But don't worry, Tinglan is doing well at the moment." Shao Hui added.

"Hmm." Zhu Yu'an finally agreed to communicate normally.

"Our people on the ground will be keeping him safe discreetly, so you absolutely must not make any rash moves."s of all shapes and sizes. There are countless rich wives who have encountered similar situations. 。Some wealthy wives, from the initial crying and emotional outbursts, to the final transfer of assets...