On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

Perhaps because he was too worried about Chi Yuhan, Lan Xun became nervous, felt extremely uncomfortable in his stomach, and felt like vomiting.

But I couldn't vomit it out and made several retching sounds.

Li Chengyang seemed at a loss and frantically looked for water to rinse her mouth.

He remembered that when Mr. Chi was here, when Lan Xun vomited, he would be anxious to find water to rinse her mouth.

Lan Xun pushed away the mineral water bottle handed over by Li Chengyang, waved his hands, covered his chest, took a deep breath, and said with a pale face, "I'm fine. Go and ask the master about Mr. Chi's condition."

Maybe the old man can learn some inside information.

Before coming to the police station to find Officer Li, Lan Xun went to the tax bureau to inquire. Everyone there was off work.

When contacted by phone, the leaders of the tax bureau gave their personal numbers. Their words were quite respectful, but they also expressed ignorance about Chi Yuhan.

Li Chengyang insisted on sending her to the car, watched her go, and then set off for the Chi family compound——

After listening to what Officer Li said, Mr. Chi was invited to drink tea by people from the tax bureau.

Chi Changhe was sitting on the main sofa, holding a cane in both hands, his eyebrows lowered, and his eyes showed majesty and a bit of worry.

He was silent for a long time, then suddenly stood up on crutches, and an old and powerful voice resounded through the hall: "Prepare the car and go to the tax bureau!"

"Master?" Zuo Meifeng came from the side hall with doubts in her eyes. She wondered why the old man went to the tax bureau.

At this moment, it's getting dark and my workplace is off work?

Chi Changhe tapped his cane on the ground and repeated in a deep voice, "Driver, prepare the car!"

Although his face is wrinkled and his eye sockets are sunken, his aura is still there.

Shaking his gray suit, his face looked majestic, and he walked straight out.

Li Chengyang was very surprised as he watched the old man hobbling forward on crutches and leaving the hall.

Before he came, the old man didn't know about this?

Now, is the old man going to save Mr. Chi?

Li Chengyang touched his chin with his hand, thinking.

Suddenly he stood up, took out his mobile phone, and sent a voice message:

"Master Chi, are you safe now?"

"Your father goes to the tax bureau to rescue you."

After 3 minutes, no reply was received.

Li Chengyang sighed worriedly, why is this matter with Master Chi so serious?

I don’t know who reported him?

This person must be difficult to deal with...

Mr. Chi, I hope you are safe and sound.

The pain Lan Xun felt before vomiting today made his face turn pale with fright, and he thought he was about to give birth prematurely.

"The user you dialed has shut down..."

It's 2:00 in the morning, and the call to Chi Yuhan's number is still a formulaic and cold reminder.

Lan Xun was so anxious that he was wandering around in the bedroom like a headless fly. He had no sleep all night.

At dawn, she called Li Chengyang and asked him what the old man said.

Officer Li's reply was that the old man had gone to find someone from the tax bureau, and he should know the person above.

Maybe there are activities, how to save people.

Will Mr. Chi be worried about Chi Yuhan?

Lan Xun stood up from the sofa in the bedroom, suspecting that he heard wrongly.

You must know that the relationship between father and son is like fire and water, and they are filled with hatred and want to let each other die.

How could the old man save his youngest son?

Lan Xun asked in disbelief, "The old man really went to the tax bureau. Is he very concerned about this matter?"

Li Chengyang was sure that he was right. Mr. Chi did go to the tax bureau last night to find someone in person to inquire about Mr. Chi's whereabouts.

Although what he said was true, Lan Xun was still skeptical.

In the morning, Murphy and his wife hurried to Luzhai to inquire about Mr. Chi's investigation by the tax bureau.

Li Chengyang and Xiao Shaobai also walked in hurriedly, one behind the other.

"Sister-in-law, I heard that Mr. Chi was reported by someone?" Xiao Shaobai just heard about it this morning. He looked stunned and asked in disbelief, "Who reported him?"

Lao Chi can be reported, what's the point?

"Who doesn't want to hang out anymore?"

Lan Xun shook his head. If he knew who reported the report, he would also know his purpose.

The current situation is that the enemy is in the dark and they are in the light.

Feeling so passive.

"I don't know who it is yet." Li Chengyang pondered. From yesterday to now, he couldn't figure out who was reporting this person.

He also sent people to inquire, but found nothing.

"...This person is not simple." Xu Zizhou was also professional and analyzed carefully, "I'm afraid he went for Mr. Chi."

"Nonsense, I reported it directly. Isn't it obvious that you are targeting Mr. Chi?" Xiao Shaobai wanted to light a cigarette irritably.

The moment the lighter came close to the cigarette, he glanced at Lan Xun's abdomen, hurriedly put out the fire, and took out the cigarette from his mouth and threw it away.

He quickly put on a smiling face and persuaded in a slow voice, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, Mr. Chi will be safe."

Lao Chi is a man of great fortune and good luck, and he can turn disaster into good fortune. I hope he will be safe this time.

Murphy sat next to him and advised, "Axun, nothing will happen. Mr. Chi is such a good person, and God will bless him."

Lan Xun rubbed his temples and felt a headache. Of course, he hoped that Chi Yuhan would be fine.

But it's been a day and a night, and I still can't get in touch with him. Can you not be anxious? Can you not worry?

Chi Yuhan didn't even bring a bodyguard, and he didn't even know Xiaoyong. Where is the boss now?

Li Chengyang asked where the old man was, and he said he didn't see anyone.

This tax inspection is a tax inspection. Are they not even allowed to return?

Is this a tax inspection or an arrest?

Is there someone out there who wants to avenge a private vendetta?

After a while of random thoughts, my head hurt more and more.

Lan Xun held the phone and kept flipping through the chat interface to see if there were any messages——

24 hours have passed, and there is still no response from Chi Yuhan's avatar.

Called his number, still no answer.

In the midst of anxiety and worry, at this moment, I heard the phone ring, and thought it was Chi Yuhan calling.

However, after seeing the caller ID, Lan Xun's surprise quickly turned into disappointment.

Pressing the button, he answered sullenly.

The call was from Wang Yun. She also heard about Mr. Chi's investigation this morning and comforted her not to worry. She and Ren Chao would find a way to go to the tax bureau to find out.

After a while, Ren Chao also called personally.

He reported to Lan Xun some of what he had just heard on the phone and comforted him: "Lan Xun, Mr. Chi is fine..."

Luo Jiaming called and comforted softly: "Axun, Mr. Chi will be safe..."

Basically, all her relatives and friends called to express concern and comfort for her.

"Chi will be fine, don't worry."

Lan Xun felt warm and sore in his heart as he listened to the consolation. His chest was so tight that he couldn't help but want to cry.

How could she not be worried or anxious?

Chi Yuhan, Chi Yuhan, where is he?

It was as if he had suddenly disappeared. His phone calls were blocked, his messages were not returned, and he could not be contacted... She was worried about him.

Does he know that she didn't sleep all night last night because she was worried about him.

When I close my eyes, I see his figure. I worry about his safety. Is he safe?

Have you eaten or rested?

I always thought that anyone can live without anyone.

But after experiencing the sleepless night last night, Lan Xun didn't think so anymore.

She simply couldn't imagine that if there was no news from him in the future, she didn't know how to comfort herself, and she didn't know if she could survive.

At this time, the mobile phone suddenly rang loudly.

Lan Xun was startled and subconsciously looked at the caller ID before answering the call.

Everyone looked nervous and looked at Lan Xun.

The caller was a female voice. She sounded older, but similar to Su Jiao.