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Chapter 88: V2: This might be the most embarrassing impulsive trip I’ve taken since growing up_5

Chapter 88: V2: This might be the most embarrassing impulsive trip I’ve taken since growing up_5

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Yu Wei’s home.

The three people on the sofa exchanged glances, making the silence even more pronounced.

In the morning, after Yu Yuanshen analyzed the current situation, he asked Yu Wei, "Do you know where Gu Zixuan is now?"

After all, since someone had already been hit, no amount of discussion on how to handle it better was of any use. As for He Xiaoqi and Zhou Xiao being reprimanded, although it wasn’t good, it wasn’t too bad either. This was the first time Yu Yuanshen found Liang Yichao a bit more agreeable.

However, after asking this question, Yu Wei fell completely silent.

"Zixuan said she was going to Hong Kong City to take care of some business with Ye Xin and would be gone for a few days."

After a brief silence, "Yu Yuanshen, do you think something might have happened to Gu Zixuan?"

The expressions of all three people were simultaneously somber.

Quicker still, after Yu Wei found the phone and called Ye Xin, hearing he knew nothing, and continuously calling Gu Zixuan’s mobile, only to get voicemail, Yu Wei was utterly shocked.

Sitting on the sofa, even when Yu Youxuan woke up, ran out, and saw there was no food, pouting in disappointment, she was too preoccupied to respond.

At this moment, Yu Youxuan sat in Yu Yuanshen’s lap, nibbling on an egg yolk pie. Although she was thirsty, looking at her father’s expression, she obediently tucked in her legs and stayed silent.

After waiting awhile, Yu Wei grew restless, "I’ll go to Uncle Gu’s house to look around."

"Don’t bother, if she didn’t stay here, she wouldn’t go back to the Gu Family either." Liang Yichao, who had been eyeing the egg yolk pie in Yu Youxuan’s hand, rubbed his stomach and reached out to her.

Yu Youxuan immediately kicked at him, retracting her little foot before her father noticed.

Amused and half-speechless by the little girl’s actions, Liang Yichao continued munching a banana while addressing Yu Wei.

Seeing that Yu Youxuan was on the same page as her concerning Liang Yichao, Yu Wei glanced at her and handed her a bottle of soda while saying, "We still need to look around, if necessary, we can go to the He Mansion and grab someone to ask about what happened to Zixuan these past days."

Yu Youxuan glanced at the obviously available Wangzai milk and glared at Yu Wei, then looked at Liang Yichao and shook her head.

Yu Yuanshen had no objections to this, shrugged, and looked at Liang Yichao.

Liang Yichao, receiving an eye from the Yu Family that he hadn’t encountered since he was seventeen, immediately sat up straight from his lazy recline.

"Brother, don’t worry."

I’m not reassured!

Yu Yuanshen sneered but said nothing, turning away to carry Yu Youxuan into the kitchen, "You go look, Youxuan hasn’t eaten, I need to feed her. Let me know if you hear anything."

"Okay." Yu Wei got up to follow Liang Yichao.

In the kitchen, Yu Yuanshen took out tomatoes, eggs, and noodles, and began to skillfully prepare the meal.

His cooking was quick and especially delicious, making Yu Youxuan drool as she watched.

She was very impressed by her father’s determination not to find Liang Yichao and was full of admiration.

Ten minutes later, the tomato egg noodles were ready. He nudged Yu Youxuan to the dining table, tied on her bib, and then, deep in thought, walked into his study.

He picked up the phone and dialed Gu Zixuan’s mobile again, finding it still turned off.

Frowning slightly, he elegantly strolled to his computer, looking at the nearly finished initial proposal of Gu Zixuan’s project. Yu Yuanshen squinted his brown eyes for a moment.

He swiped open the computer screen and looked line by line at the content. Finally, focusing on the edited time at the end of the Word document, he noted the late-night hour of 10 o’clock, and moved the mouse again to the search interface.

In the history records, Feng Yi’s bold letters stood out in the Baidu traces.

With a pensive lips press, as if something had clicked together, he called Xiaoou, "Check on President Feng Chengjin’s itinerary from Fengyi Company."

"Yes."

Fifteen minutes later, a call came back. Listening to Xiaoou’s brief report, "President Yu, President Feng initially planned to visit the Internet Technology Expo this afternoon, but for some reason, it was postponed. I just called and inquired; he rescheduled for a trip to France in two days, departing today at noon."

France?

Yu Yuanshen narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, I understand."

After hanging up this call, he dialed several airline companies. Only when one by one the customer service reps inquired, at last, in the Emirates Airlines heard that familiar passport number of Gu Zixuan appearing in the flight information.

He silently pressed his lips together for a long time, closed all the computer programs, walked out, and picked up the not-yet-finished Yu Youxuan, "Xuanxuan, let’s go."