"Lin Yebai, what are you doing? Let go of me!"
No one answered her, the only response being those very rude and savage movements.
It only took a few seconds, and she was shoved into the car, after which the door slammed shut, and the silver-grey Passat sped away from the place like an arrow released from its bow.
Inside the cabin, Ou Mucen was still checking the emails on his computer.
Not bad, although it was her first time dealing with such documents, she had handled them quite well, replying to what she knew how, as he had instructed, and for what she didn’t know, she also created a new folder, storing them there.
When he saw that folder, his eyes, which were initially somewhat worried, unconsciously swept across a trace of approval and a faint curve emerged at the corner of his lips.
Lying there, he processed all the emails she had left behind, only then, exhausted, did he set his computer aside.
What time was it? Why hadn’t she come back yet?
He glanced at his watch and saw that more than an hour had already passed, immediately his brows furrowed slightly.
Just as he was about to take out his phone and call the medical station to check on her, suddenly, footsteps hurriedly approached from outside...
"Young Master, something’s happened, Young Master!!"
Why was he still here?
His gaze darkened in an instant...
It only took a few seconds, and the person from outside came in, indeed, wearing black-framed glasses, still clad in a plaid shirt, who else could it be but the secretary he had ordered to leave yesterday?
"Why are you still here? Didn’t I tell you to go back?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he began to question without any mercy.
The secretary instantly flinched reflexively!
Damn, he had come in such a hurry that he had forgotten about the President’s intimidating temper.
So he quickly explained, "Miss Li said she didn’t want to go back last night, it was too late, and then we found a family in that village to stay with."
At that statement, the man’s face in the room grew even more unsightly, "You didn’t want to go back, did you?"
"Stay in Japan, Japan is nice!"
Standing there, he pinched himself several times in succession, managing not to collapse: "No, Young Master, it’s not that Miss Li refused to leave, what could I do, carry her away? Young Master, let’s not talk about this, I came to tell you something very urgent."
"What is it?" The man on the bed finally relaxed his fierce expression slightly.
The secretary, seeing this, immediately knelt beside him, "On our way here, guess who we saw?"
Ou Mucen’s expression was still not very pleasant.
Seeing this, the secretary didn’t beat around the bush anymore, and handed over his phone, "It was Lin Yebai, he was driving a silver-grey Passat, right by the small river, and An Ning, she was there too."
At the mention of this name, the man lying on the bed finally changed his expression, took the phone, and stared at the screen as he pressed it.
It was a video, the image wasn’t very clear, it was obvious that the angle was the issue, but, even so, he immediately recognized the person who was talking to a man next to the Passat, as the woman who had left him an hour ago.