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Yan Zhu traveled back and forth between New York and Boston many times, but never found out where Xie Cang took Zhu Baishao. He traced the mobile phone signal and only got to the Bay Pier.

With the black card clearing the way, Yan Zhu successfully found the boarding information some time ago, but the names of Xie Cang and Zhu Baishao were not in the passenger list that could be viewed.

Yan Zhu had known that Xie Cang would not leave clues so easily, but the fact that he really couldn't find it made him even more tormented.

Xie Cang and Zhu Baishao took a cruise ship from Boston to Argentina. They changed to a small plane and diverted to Mexico, and then took an international flight directly to the Mediterranean Sea.

The person who picked them up at sea was Xie Cang's friend's private plane. When Yan Zhu went to check, he could only find out that they had gone to Argentina.

Yan Zhu didn't find out where they went, but sent people to keep an eye on Xie Cang's parents. He didn't believe that these two people would disappear from the world.

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When he arrived in New York, Yan Zhu was not only looking for Xie Cang and Zhu Baishao, he also had to complete his studies after enrolling in school.

He is a son of good fortune in this area. He seems to be born with a head start on others in terms of talent and intelligence. The more free the learning atmosphere is, the more he is at home. All the experience gained in the domestic stock market is here. Time has become the cornerstone for him to conquer each subject and win each game.

Yan Zhu changed his wanton publicity in China and unknowingly became depressed and restrained. In addition, he was tall and long-legged, and his face was recognized as handsome and dignified in Europe and the United States. As a result, he became a mysterious figure from the East among his classmates. evildoer.

Any famous figure on campus will always become the center of conversation and the focus of girls' attention.

There are many beauties wearing hot clothes who express their love to Yan Zhu, but he always refuses them coldly and methodically with an expression that ordinary people can't understand: "Thank you for your love. I have a girlfriend and I love her very much."

He was clearly talking about his beloved, but his deep and handsome features revealed a certain sadness, and his eyes held a gentleness and affection that made the girls who flocked to him like moths fluttering against a flame flinch.

Coupled with the melancholy and silence that the man felt every time he mentioned his girlfriend, a tragic love story about Yan Zhu spread out from nowhere. The plot of the story was comparable to "Romeo and Juliet", which made him become a tragic man in the eyes of his classmates. host.

So Yan Zhu's new friends always wanted to take him to some parties to change his mood.

Yan Zhu was not interested in this. He kept in mind the beautiful white peony flower that should have belonged to him.

Time passed like this little by little, and soon it was Christmas for Westerners. This party invitation, they could not refuse Yan Zhu, and took him to the villa where the party was held.

A group of friends from rich families are either rich kids or young people who are outstanding in a certain field. They are called one by one, which makes the party very lively.

There were snowflakes outside the window, but in the villa there was singing and dancing, neon lights, electric guitars, drums, and restless metal music that made these young people unable to stop carnival.

Yan Zhu just sat quietly in the corner of the sofa because the indoor temperature was high. His black coat was placed on the sofa behind him. The sleeves of his simple woolen sweater were slightly rolled up. He was wearing a valuable black coat on his exposed arms. The watch, with fine diamonds shining under the light, is very eye-catching.

At first glance, he has black hair, black eyes, handsome appearance, and an extremely noble temperament, which fully meets the Westerners' imagination of an Eastern nobleman.

Many girls who were invited to the party frequently looked at him and whispered from time to time.

Yan Zhu didn't care what other people thought of him. He just looked at the quietly falling snowflakes outside through the window, and his thoughts couldn't help but go back to the last snowy winter.

At that time, Zhu Baishao was still with him.

She is indeed like a piece of fine jade, warm in winter and cool in summer. No matter how cold it is outside or how heavy the snow is falling, she is always like a small heater, warm...

It was also snowing outside the window at that time, but he could hold her waist with one hand, hold her in his arms and kiss her wantonly, and even press her against the window to "bully" her.

The girl's moans when she was in love were shattered into pieces by his movements, so she could only cling to his shoulders in vain and be explored by him exhaustively.

My scalp feels numb.

Yan Zhu's Adam's apple rolled twice, and his peach blossom eyes were particularly gloomy.

He thought, missing is really a heavy snow, and every snowflake is the person whom he misses so much.

At this moment, a young black man walked up to him and interrupted Yan Zhu's thoughts.

"Yan, don't stay alone, come and join us. There are also a few of your fellow countrymen over there..."

Yan Zhu was about to refuse when his eyes casually glanced in the direction of the Christmas tree indicated by the young man, and then he saw a slightly familiar figure among several girls taking pictures.

The moment their eyes met, the girl's eyes clearly showed guilt and panic. She quickly turned her head away and pretended to chat with someone else.

Yan Zhu, who was just a little surprised that she was here, narrowed his peach blossom eyes. He keenly captured the girl's emotion just now - she felt guilty.

Why did she feel guilty when she saw him?

The black young man was still persuading Yan Zhu as if rapping in his ear. He had already stood up and strode towards the Christmas tree.

"Xu Jiaying!"

A cold voice sounded, and Xu Jiaying, who had turned her back and tried to pretend that she didn't know Yan Zhu, had to turn around awkwardly, and met Yan Zhu's cold gaze without any warmth. She felt even more guilty.

Xu Jiaying carefully stretched out her hand and said hello, "What a coincidence, Yan Zhu, you are also in New York..."

Yan Zhu just looked at her quietly. The light from the small lanterns decorated on the Christmas tree danced in the man's black pupils. The laughter and laughter in the room could not alleviate the loneliness in him.

The smile that had just appeared on Xu Jiaying's lips suddenly froze. She looked at her friends next to her who had already looked over curiously, and then at Yan Zhu who felt extremely oppressed. She swallowed and said, "Let's talk in another place."

Yan Zhu nodded, but his heart moved.

He just deceived Xu Jiaying, but he didn't expect her to surrender now?

The two of them walked into the corridor, which was a little quieter and empty of people. Yan Zhu's scrutinizing and dangerous eyes made Xu Jiaying feel a chill down her back.

"...Well, I didn't mean to do that at the beginning. I just wanted to help clear my dream. Who knew that the glass of water would be drank by Miss Zhu by some combination of circumstances..."

Xu Jiaying still felt embarrassed when she said it, "It was an emergency situation at the time. If Xie Cang hadn't rescued her, she wouldn't have known where she would have been taken by those foreign men..."

Yan Zhu's eyebrows jumped hard.

He could understand what Xu Jiaying said, but he didn't understand it.

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