The assistant took out his phone, made a call, and had soone co to carry away the heavily bleeding man for dical treatnt.
He then stepped forward and picked up Shen Yanhe, bringing her back to the third floor.
He also found a mute woman to change her clothes and removed her earrings and necklace to prevent the possibility of her carrying communication devices or trackers on her.
After ensuring that all traces were eliminated from the surveillance caras in the corridor, the assistant went to report back.
At that mont, only Fu Weizhi was in the room; Shen Zhong was not there.
The assistant bowed slightly, his expression respectful, "BOSS, we have captured her."
"Mm," Fu Weizhi stood up and coughed twice, his voice hoarse, "Go back."
The assistant hesitated before asking, "BOSS, if Miss Shen cos here, could the Second Young Master also be here?"
"If we just take her away like this, how are we going to explain it to the Second Young Master?"
Fu Weizhi’s expression was indifferent, "What is there to explain? Shen Yanhe was soone I sent to his side, and now taking her away from him is only natural."
"Besides, I’m his father; he surely wouldn’t beco completely estranged from over a woman."
Hearing this, the assistant wisely chose not to bring it up again.
Thus, Fu Weizhi and the others took Shen Yanhe with them and quietly slipped away through the back door.
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anwhile.
It had been half an hour since Shen Yanhe had gone to the restroom, which normally took her only ten minutes.
Even if the restroom was far away this ti, it should not have taken half an hour.
Fu Yanhe sensed sothing was wrong and felt a hint of unease. He rose and headed towards the restroom.
Just as he reached the door, he happened to encounter a wealthy rchant’s wife coming out.
"Hello," Fu Yanhe asked gently, "Did you see a girl wearing a golden silk cheongsam in there? She is my wife."
The rchant’s wife shook her head, "No, it was just inside just now."
"Alright, thank you for your ti," Fu Yanhe’s heart sank slightly, and a bad hunch rose within him.
After politely thanking her, Fu Yanhe imdiately summoned Yi Fang and Wu Fang back and mobilized their network in Harmon to conduct a thorough search of the venue.
This venue was the King of Harmon’s territory, and to search for soone, Fu Yanhe would inevitably clash with their security forces.
Soon enough, disturbances of various sizes broke out, leaving the guests who had co for the banquet looking anxiously and uncertainly at the commotion outside.
"What’s happening? Why is it so noisy outside?"
"It seems like the King of Harmon’s guards are having a conflict with soone."
"I wonder who’s so bold to clash with the King on his territory."
"..."
In a corner of the great hall, Fu Yanhe sat on a sofa, his handso face calm but his presence was chillingly cold.
Yi Fang hurried back from outside, frowning as he spoke, "Chief, we’ve searched the first floor, but she’s not there."
"Wu Fang has gone to negotiate with the King of Harmon’s guards for the surveillance footage from all the corridors on the first floor."
Fu Yanhe humd coldly, his gaze darkening as he said, "Bring lanie to ."
Yi Fang nodded, "Yes."
Soon after, Yi Fang brought down lanie, who had run away in a panic earlier.
"Fu." Knowing that Fu Yanhe was looking for her, lanie didn’t even ask Yi Fang why she was being summoned and ca down imdiately.
Her face wore a pleased smile, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him, "What do you need for?"
Could it be that he found her better than that woman?
Fu Yanhe’s gaze was icy as he looked at her and said, "Miss Farrell, my wife has disappeared on your turf."
"Disappeared?!"
The smile on lanie’s face suddenly froze, and an idea subconsciously popped into her mind.
Could it be that the idiot Wesley took her away?
With his lustful character, if Shen Yanhe were alone and ran into him, he indeed wouldn’t be able to resist.
Her reaction caught Fu Yanhe’s eye, and his gaze narrowed slightly as he asked coldly, "Miss Farrell, where is my wife?"
lanie ca to her senses and gritted her teeth, "I don’t know."
"Fu, my wife disappearing has nothing to do with ," lanie said. "I haven’t left my room since I got back, I really don’t know where she is."
She indeed had the urge to find soone to kidnap and deal with Shen Yanhe earlier.
But before she could put that thought into action, Shen Yanhe had disappeared.
Besides, she also had her own selfish reasons.
If Shen Yanhe was really kidnapped by Wesley, and if she was defiled by him, then would she have a chance to stay by Fu Yanhe’s side?
Fu Yanhe’s gaze was cold as he stared at Farrell, "Since Miss Farrell won’t speak, then I can only offend you."
As soon as his words fell, Yi Fang, who was standing behind lanie, suddenly kicked at her knees.
lanie felt a pain in her leg and fell to her knees in front of Fu Yanhe.
Imdiately after, Yi Fang pulled out a wooden stock from his waist and pressed it against lanie’s temple.
lanie’s pupils contracted sharply, her beautiful face showing terror, her body stiff, not daring to move, "Fu, you!"
Fu Yanhe’s eyes swirled with intense fierceness, and his look was terrifying as he asked, "Where is my wife?"
This was the first ti lanie had seen such an indifferent and cruel expression on the gently refined Fu Yanhe.
And she was still kneeling before him.
This made her sowhat break down, "I really don’t know where she is!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Yi Fang cocked the wooden stock that was against her temple.
Yi Fang looked at her with a smirking smile, though there was no smile in his eyes, "Miss Farrell, our patience is limited."
"My wooden stock is loaded now, and if it accidentally discharges... well, that would be bad, don’t you think?"
lanie’s forehead instantly broke into a cold sweat, her limbs went cold, and her body was almost too stiff to move.
They, they actually dared to be serious!
The guests in the hall quickly noticed the commotion, and many of the ladies with weaker nerves scread and hid behind their husbands.
The male guests protected those by their sides, watching from a distance toward Fu Yanhe’s direction, not daring to co closer.
"My God, what are they doing?"
"Isn’t that woman kneeling on the ground Princess Haman? And who’s that man sitting on the couch?"
"A wooden stock, they actually have wooden stocks! Nobody go over there! It’s too dangerous!"
lanie couldn’t care less about calming the guests at the mont, she tried to compose herself and said to Fu Yanhe, "Fu, believe , I really don’t know where that woman is."
"But I have a suspect, my brother, Wesley, when you and that woman ca in earlier, he said that he wanted to get her."
"If she was alone, it’s very likely that he took her away."
Fu Yanhe stood up, looking down at her from above, "Take to him."
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