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Chapter 410: The 13th day has arrived
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He didn’t dare to stop. He didn’t dare to stop his footsteps. He didn’t dare to stop his thoughts. He didn’t dare to think. He wished that ti could stop.
In the early morning at the end of April, sanitation workers passed by him and looked at the tall man who got out of the luxury car with confusion. They watched him walk into an alley with ssy steps and whisper about sothing.
Old Hu hurriedly followed. It was another empty little box. At the end of the box were a ss of trash cans and bamboo poles. Fu Nanli walked over and reached out to push away the bamboo poles, not letting go of any corner.
Her heart turned cold inch by inch.
No, she was nowhere to be found.
She had hidden too well. She had risked everything to escape from his world and returned the money and house to him without hesitation.
His heart ached and he was hurt. Why didn’t she co and ask him?
How could she think that he didn’t want her?
How could he not want her?
He stood rooted to the ground, his heart cold. The whole night had passed, and he couldn’t find her. He was so flustered that he couldn’t stand. In the twenty-nine years of his life, even after his father’s death, he had never been so desperate.
He stood there, and the wind blew the leaves on the ground to his feet. His back view was so lonely and desperate. Old Hu walked up to him step by step and said carefully, ” “Young master, there’s nothing here either. Get in the car.”
Fu Nanli’s eyes were red from the heat, and it was as if all the strength in his body had been sapped away. When he turned around, he actually stumbled. Old Hu held him up.”Young master, be careful.”
The sky was getting brighter, but he was getting more and more desperate. There seed to be a fire burning in his throat, and his voice was hoarse. where did she go? ” Where did she go? Why is this child running around?”
“We will find it, young master. We will definitely find it.”
Except for Zhou Jing, no one understood why he was in such a hurry.
He returned to the car, and the car was still moving forward. Old Hu turned back to look at him.”Young master, we’ll be out of the city if we go any further. We’ll be at the shore soon. Do you want to go?”
“Let’s go take a look.”
He didn’t dare to let go of any possible place.
Sea city was by the sea, and the easternmost sun was slowly rising from the sea level. A row of yachts and cruise ships were parked by the dock, and there were fishing boats in the distance. The sea was dyed red by the sun, and the sea water carried the sea breeze with it. He walked on the brick-paved road, looking for the boats one by one.
How could he find it?
Was he still in Haicheng? He thought that she might have a way to leave Haicheng quietly. If she left Haicheng, where would she go?
When the sun rose, he returned to his apartnt. The house was full of people waiting for him. His eyes were bloodshot and his consciousness was in a ss. He had no other choice. He asked Fu Chuan,”Are there any experts who can tell fortunes?”
“What?” Fu Chuan was confused.
“Find soone to help find out where Qiao ‘er is.”
What else could he do?
He had mobilized hundreds of people to look for her, but she had hidden so well that she didn’t reveal a trace to him.
Fu Chuan knew that Nan Li was already delirious and had actually started to engage in feudal superstitions. However, since he had spoken, he could only do as he was told.
A group of top dignitaries and top students from world-famous schools were defeated by feudal superstitions in the end. They really invited an old monk who was said to be proficient in the Book of Changes from the monastery.
Zhou qu shook his head. The Book of Changes? What era is it now? Fu Nanli actually believed it?
He was probably crazy.
The old monk had brought along a set of tools. Zhou Jin felt that it was ridiculous to see the old monk arranging the turtle shell and an eight-trigram diagram in Fu Nanli’s living room. As for him, he could only watch the old monk’s fortune-telling preposterously.
The top students from Massachusetts Institute of Technology, Harvard dical School, and Stanwin’s business and comrce Departnt had no choice but to rely on an old monk. Who would believe it?
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