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He held the seat belt tightly with both hands, not daring to look sideways at Yin Junye's current expression.

The scenery along the way flashed before his eyes like the wind, and his face turned pale with fear.

Oh my God, the young master is playing with his life!

It was dark, raining heavily, and visibility was obstructed, but his speed was... it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say it was racing speed.

Poor him, his heart was almost broken by fear, and his stomach was churning, but Lu Mian did not dare to relax, and only trembled and said, "Little, Master, slow down, son."

This life-threatening scare would be worse than just shooting him. It's simply worse than death.

Yin Junye didn't say a word, and his whole body was filled with deathly silence. If it weren't for the ease with which he turned the steering wheel, Lu Mian would have suspected that he had lost his soul.

"Young Master."

Lu Mian tried calling him again, but the result was the same, Yin Junye still ignored him.

At this point, he could only hold on to the seat belt tightly for safety. His old face was pale with fear and his legs were shaking.

This was the first time in his life that he had ridden in a car going so fast, so fast that he couldn't see the scenery outside at all.

Jingle bell, jingle bell.

Suddenly, a bell rang in the carriage.

Yin Junye, whose consciousness was wandering, suddenly seemed to return to his place. He glanced at the incoming call, picked up the phone and answered it.

He lied seriously and calmly, "Well, the little girl is afraid of thunder, I will accompany her for a while."

"Be good, don't wait for me, go to sleep first."

"Scared, the little head has been buried in the quilt."

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Realizing it was Ruan Zheng, Lu Mian held his breath and dared not make a sound, for fear that if he accidentally revealed Mo Lan's bad news, Yin Junye would kill him on the spot.

But... Alas, how long can the truth be kept secret?

When Lu Mian thought of this, his eyes couldn't help but turn red again, and his heart felt like it was thrown into a frying pan, frying repeatedly, twitching and hurting so much that he couldn't control himself.

The words Mo Lan said to him when they got on the plane flashed before his eyes: Goodbye, Grandpa Lu!

Goodbye? No, just goodbye, not farewell forever.

Definitely Not!

The car wound its way around and finally stopped after driving for nearly an hour and a half.

The car door opened, and Yin Junye and Lu Mian got out one after another.

At this time, thunder and lightning were still flashing wildly, and the heavy rain quickly soaked the clothes of the two people. The bright light intertwined in the sky was like a devil with bared fangs, which was terrifying.

Yin Junye staggered forward, his whole body soaked, his handsome face cold and pale.

He looked carefully at the ruined scene, his whole body numb with pain.

The wreckage of the aircraft was scattered all over the ground...

The wreckage of the fuselage made a rattling sound as he stepped on it, which made Lu Mian, who was standing behind him, feel nervous.

"This doll?" Lu Mian burst into tears after discovering the doll in Yin Junye's hand. "I gave it to the little lady when I sent her on the plane."

Upon hearing this, Yin Junye's tall body instantly fell to his knees. His bloodshot eyes stared straight at the sunken place where the doll had just been pulled out, and suddenly he went crazy and started digging with his hands.

He dug very hard, each stroke was deep and fierce, and soon all ten arms and legs were covered in blood.

Lu Mian was frightened when he saw this, "Young Master..."

"Get out." Yin Junye roared, his low voice close to collapse.

The doll was the cotton doll he had given to the little girl that night. It was now extremely dirty and covered in mud.

Yin Junye gasped in pain, the image of the little girl stubbornly saying she didn't like dolls flashed before his eyes, and the tears in his eyes rolled down one by one.

Thinking of her soft and sweet words "good night", my body felt like it was being cut by a knife.

Seeing that his movements were becoming increasingly uncontrollable and crazy, Lu Mian didn't care about his image and burst into tears. He squatted down, fell to his knees and sobbed, "Young Master, I will help you save the young lady."

Yin Junye ignored him and just kept digging.

As they were planing, a black schoolbag appeared in their sight.

Lu Mian's pupils shrank sharply. The schoolbag and the doll were both in the same place. And that little lady...

"Young Master, this, this, this." Lu Mian was so frightened when he saw what Yin Junye dug out again that he almost fainted.