Chapter Seventeen: Read · Missing

  "Ah!" Just as Lan Ya was about to fall to the ground, Han Shengwei took a quick step forward and hugged her, but hurt his lower back due to the force.

  Because of the unbearable pain, he furrowed his brow and gritted his teeth, holding Blue Ya horizontally in his arms. Looking at Blue Ya's pale face as she lay unconscious, Han Shengwei felt a pang of heartache. How had she spent these years? Could she really endure all that?!

  Without another thought, he shielded Lan Yu Ya's body with his hands and strode out of the cherry blossom forest.

  At this time, Class 1 (A) was in an uproar due to Lan Yu's disappearance, which had been orchestrated by Gong Jin Yue.

  "Hey, bro, how's it going? Have you found it?" The girl's urgent voice made Gu Jingchen's already anxious heart even more uncomfortable.

  Yes, at the moment he heard that Xia Xiaoluo had gone missing, he felt as if the sky was falling down. In his heart, there was only one voice, and that was to find her no matter what!

  Seeing his two brothers so anxious, Xi Ye Ming couldn't sit still either. He didn't know how that little girl was doing. If all else failed, he gritted his teeth and walked up to Gong Jin Chen.

  "If we really can't find it, then let the ghosts and monsters take it!"

  Gong Jinchen suddenly lifted his head, and Xi Ye's words reminded him. Ah! His organization had influence all over Asia, he didn't believe he couldn't find a woman!

  Without any hesitation, Gong Jincheng took out his phone, but was pressed down by Lan Junyu.

  Glaring at Lan Junyu with an icy gaze, several times colder than usual, Lan Junyu's back felt a chill. It seemed he had succeeded, but where was Xiao Yaya?

  After some careful thought, Lan Junwu removed his hand from Gong Jinchen's phone and slumped down beside him, holding his head in his hands. No one knew where his treasure was or how anxious he was. He would rather die himself than have anything happen to his treasure!

  "I want you to find the person in the photo within a day, otherwise, go to prison yourself!" The icy and harsh words seemed to have come from hell.

  Next to him, Xi Ye Ming was shocked by Gong Jin Chen's icy words. This guy, who wasn't cold towards his subordinates, had just spoken like that to Gui, Mei, Wang and Liang. It was clear what position that little girl held in Chen's heart. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a bit resentful.

  Lan Junwu slowly stood up beside him, looking at Gong Jincheng who was as cold and stern as a devil's messenger at this moment. A hint of strangeness flashed in his eyes, as if he had made a major decision. He stepped forward, looked at Gong Jincheng firmly and said, "Chen, agree to the engagement with my sister!"

  Those eyes, filled with bloodshot anger, stared at Lan Junyu. At this moment, he actually still wanted to say such things. Couldn't he see who he really liked?

  "Coldly spat out three words, still without a hint of emotion: 'Impossible!'"

  "Chen, you will regret this!" Ignoring Gong Jin Chen's tone, Lan Jun Yu simply said calmly.

  "Then let me regret it!" After glancing at Lan Junyu, Gong Jincheng strode out of the school gate in big strides. He must find her, no matter what, even to the ends of the earth!

  As he watched Gong Jinchen's back fade out of his sight, Lan Junwu whispered, "If she doesn't want to be found, what can be done even if the entire world is turned upside down?"

  At this moment, in front of the hospital bed, a stunningly handsome man tightly grasped the hand of a pale-faced girl. Although her face was pale, it couldn't hide her exquisite features.

  "Xiao Ya, may I call you that?" Han Shengrui felt helpless for the first time, and for the first time he felt so afraid of losing someone.

  Red Pupil Girl! So what if you're a Red Pupil Girl? But how can I free you from this suffering?

  "Ahh!" A pained moan echoed from the sickbed, and Lan Yu Ya's face was already covered in sweat, her features twisted together in agony, as if she were having a terrible nightmare.

  Suddenly, Lan Yu Ya stretched out her hands from under the quilt and grabbed at something in the air, but couldn't catch anything. Her original painful hum gradually carried a hint of sobbing.

  "No, no, I don't want to be a tool for killing, please, please!" The girl's anguished plea fell on deaf ears as she was forced to drink the nauseating red liquid.

  "Alright, we won't become tools for killing, don't be afraid, okay?" Han Shengwei's gentle voice comforted Lan Yu Ya as he hugged her tightly.

  Gently patting the back of Lan Yu Ya, whispering softly at the corner of her mouth, knowing that the person in her arms had calmed down, she slowly put down Lan Yu Ya.