Poor little thing is in a mess in Shura Field

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Chapter 20

The time went back another two days.

Fu Yang's patience was clearly running out, and everyone who passed by him could feel his suppressed anger.

In a complex villa, without much furniture, a man in simple home clothes was holding a phone with a sinister look on his face.

He listened silently to the panicked and dry voice of the assistant on the phone: "Young Master Pei has never been back, nor has he contacted anyone from the Pei family. I heard from the old butler who has worked there for ten years that it is normal for the young master to not go home for ten days or half a month, so no one is suspicious..."

Fu Yang seemed to smile, but the smile did not reach his eyes. He said softly and slowly: "You are doing the highest-paying job in Tan City, earning a salary that others can't even imagine... I gave you almost five days, and you gave me this answer."

The assistant's hair immediately went numb, her heart started pounding, and the sweat on her palms made it almost impossible for her to hold the phone.

Her throat seemed to be pinched, and she had difficulty speaking: "Please give me a little more time..."

Fu Yang closed his eyes, trying to clear his exhausted brain a little, and said in his throat: "Can you see what his expression was when he got on the bus that day?"

"The location of the bus surveillance camera can only see the back of the passengers, but not their front expressions."

Fu Yang paused for a few seconds: "Is he traveling with a companion, or is he alone?"

The assistant thought about it and felt nervous again: "I'm not sure about this. There were so many people getting on the bus, I couldn't tell if they were traveling together."

Fu Yang's breathing became deeper, and his chest was filled with anxiety. Even the assistant on the other end of the phone could vaguely sense it. In fear, she couldn't help but slow down her breathing.

Originally, he just thought he ran away in anger, but now Fu Yang was not sure.

A handsome man who has a bad temper but is weak in every way, if he is targeted by someone, he will be unable to resist and will only tremble pitifully like a lamb.

He doesn't know how to act like a spoiled child or say nice things, and he doesn't even give himself a chance to escape.

He can only endure whatever others do to him.

It is a taboo to lose your composure in the business world, but once Fu Yang thought of Xue Yu gasping softly in someone else's arms, he couldn't control his violent emotions at all.

"If you can't find it before tonight, notify Pei Yihuan."

"Call the police and send out a missing person notice."

In front of the French window, the man who hadn't slept for almost two days said this.

…

So spicy.

At this time, Xue Yu found a restaurant in the resort. His mouth turned red from the spicy food. His already plump lips were covered with a layer of red. His eyelashes were soaked with physiological tears and became strands. He opened his rosy little mouth and kept breathing in.

It was exactly like what Fu Yang imagined, him being bullied and unable to fight back.

It's just that he was simply tempted by the spiciness.

How can it be so spicy?

He came for five days and visited more than a dozen restaurants in those five days. The food in every restaurant was extremely spicy.