Tyrannical Tycoon Haunts Me Relentlessly

Wasting police force is just an excuse; they are searching for her because of the task, without any emotional attachment.

But her family and friends are different; every second she delays in coming back, they worry for an extra second.

"Yes, Lady, since the Young Master wants you to stay, you have no choice but to stay," Yui Ji responded softly.

Xia Yinian glanced at him, looked up at the buildings in the distance, and started walking over.

This place is truly beautiful, more beautiful than any building she has seen outside.

But, although it’s a place that should be pleasing to the eye, Xia Yinian couldn’t appreciate it at all.

She was under house arrest, so where would she find the mood?

The sky had turned completely dark, she wondered how her man, her family, and her friends were doing now.

...

Returning once again to this desolate courtyard, Gu Beicheng almost ran inside.

When he appeared in the villa’s hall, a man and a woman were dining in the side hall.

"Why didn’t you answer my calls?" Gu Beicheng looked at the woman by the dining table, still beautiful, with intense coldness emanating from him.

At this moment, Chi He also ran inside, panting heavily.

He knew all along that if anything happened to Miss Niannian, the Seventh Young Master would go insane.

Just like today, even though they were still executing the task, the Seventh Young Master suddenly left, squandering not only a month’s effort from so many of them.

If the Seventh Young Master’s departure affects the ultimate success of the task, their loss cannot be measured by money alone.

In such an important operation, the Seventh Young Master would typically cut off communication with external parties, focusing solely on completing the task.

But because Miss Niannian left Ye City for Bing City, the Seventh Young Master left communication methods with Leng Zhishuo.

When news of Miss Niannian’s disappearance reached the Seventh Young Master’s ears, he dropped everything and immediately rushed to Bing City.

And the instigator was actually the lady; Chi Hezhen was genuinely at a loss.

"Did you call me?" Qiu Yan put down her chopsticks and stood up.

"Where is Niannian?" Gu Beicheng ignored her words, speaking coldly.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about?" Qiu Yan looked at Han Hanxin, "Han, please prepare another set of cutlery."

"Alright," Han Hanxin nodded, stood up, and turned to leave.

"Lady Chou, please tell me, where is Niannian?" Gu Beicheng stood up like an unwavering deity.

But who knew of his chaos inside?

"It’s been twenty years; my son has come to find me twice, and both times were for other women. Have you ever considered my feelings as a mom?"

Qiu Yan sat down elegantly in her place, picking up her chopsticks.

A loud crash was heard, followed by the intense sound of glass shattering.

After the huge noise, only shards remained on the floor from the specially made French doors of the dining room.

"Seventh Young Master," Chi Hezhen had never seen Gu Beicheng so out of control.

"Seventh Young Master, your hand is injured." He urgently tried to step forward.

"Let Niannian out; I don’t want to hurt anyone!" Gu Beicheng’s voice, like a sound from hell, echoed throughout the villa.

With a casual flick of his hand, not only the shards but also bright red blood fell from the back of his hand.

Chi He knew that unless the Seventh Young Master saw Miss Niannian, no amount of persuasion would work.

He anxiously looked at Gu Beicheng, then at the woman who was still eating, and suddenly, one of his long legs bent and he knelt down.