No, it was not a talent; it was her eyes!
A pair of eyes that could be called a rare treasure in this world—Pupula Duplex!
He remembered the scene he had seen in the surveillance footage that night, and suddenly, something stabbed fiercely at the bottom of his heart. His sharply defined features turned cold, and the air became oppressively chilly around his brows, which now only contained a sinister aura.
How preposterous, she was a person, not an object to be used and then contained!
And to be contained in such a manner?
His eyes finally grew darker and darker, and both the danger and bloodlust were hidden within them.
"Hello, it’s Ou Mucen!"
"Third Young Master..."
"Have you found him?"
"Replying to the Third Young Master, he has not appeared yet. It’s a bit strange; we have been looking for him since two hours ago when you ordered us to freeze all his properties. But up to now, he hasn’t shown his face."
"It’s , before you called, we went to the places he frequents in this city, but what’s strange is that he hasn’t shown up anywhere—not even a sign of him. And no one has seen him at his company either. Doesn’t the Third Young Master find it strange?"
Indeed, it was odd. Ou Yuze was not someone with strong mental fortitude; facing such a situation, he would have already collapsed.
And such a collapse typically leads to two reactions, one, to find a place to vent and momentarily forget the pain.
The second option, if he retained any semblance of rationality, would be to check on the private properties he had amassed outside over these years. Otherwise, without those properties, he would truly be reduced to destitution.
Yet now, he had gone to neither place and had disappeared...
He sat in his chair, pondering for a while, then said, "Check his phone, see if anyone has called him in these last two hours."
"Yes, Third Young Master. Should we check the airport as well?"
"Why check the airport?"
"Just in case... in case he fled the country?" The person on the phone sounded somewhat embarrassed.
No sooner had these words dropped than his master decisively negated them, "No, we control all his properties now. If he leaves the country, he would be penniless and headed for a dead end."
"Yes, Third Young Master, understood!"
The person finally got the message and immediately hung up to check the calls.
And the man on this end, after putting down his phone, his eyes were completely shrouded in darkness...
Ou Yuze, you’d better not be dead. Otherwise, I’d have no choice but to start with your family’s old folks!
With a pinch of his fingers, the cigarette held in his hand instantly turned to ash.
Ou Mucen had guessed correctly; Ou Yuze indeed had not left the country. He wasn’t at any entertainment venues nor at his company because he had gone to a place so hidden that not even he could have anticipated it.
"Please have a seat, Mr. Ou. Our Mr. Lin will be here shortly."
After ushering the man in, Xiaojin quickly left.
Ou Yuze took in his surroundings...
This was a small antique shop located on Dongdamen Antique Street. Its location was inconspicuous, the goods on display were rather ordinary, but the jade tree that was there to attract wealth seemed to be of fine quality.