Fifty-Eight: Love Buried by Time (Fifty-Eight)

The other party hung up the phone immediately.

Listening to the cold beeping on the phone, I felt like the world was spinning and my whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Her legs were weak and she almost fell down several times.

She tried her best to steady herself, trying to be rational and calm, but the bloody photos in her hands kept tearing at her nerves.

She did not call the police, but shook her hands and dialed Yu Zeyao. She needed Wen Yanzhi to give her a proper explanation and explanation. Or is this all just a conspiracy by Yu Zeyao and Wen Yanzhi?

She could no longer think calmly. At this moment, in her cognition, no one can escape the relationship.

After the call was dialed, the person who answered the phone was still solemn. Obviously this number is not Yu Zeyao's personal number.

"I want to find Yu Zeyao." It was the first time that Jing Yu addressed him by his first name in front of outsiders.

Zhuang Yan knew something was wrong as soon as he heard her tone, but he still said truthfully: "Ms. Jing, sir, I'm currently meeting with very important foreign guests. I'm afraid I won't be able to answer your call. If there's anything important, why don't I tell you about it?" ?”

Jing Yu is not a person who can't understand the importance of things.

His identity is unusual. The things we participate in are all national events.

She said: "I want to contact his friend - Wen Yanzhi."

"Mr. Wen?" Zhuang Yan said, "Mr. Wen was already in contact last night, but Mr. Wen's phone has not been connected until now."

Jing Yu felt cold.

"How long will it take for him to finish the meeting? I can wait for him."

"Miss Jing, please wait a moment. I'll check the schedule."

After solemnly speaking, there was a long period of silence there. Jing Yu tightened his hands and held the phone firmly. She waited, holding her breath. After a while, a solemn voice finally came over, "The meeting will end in two hours. But there will be a lunch banquet after the meeting. Sir, you can't be absent. There will be about two hours of rest time after the lunch, Miss Jing, if that time If you have time, maybe you can meet with Mr.

“Where is the lunch place?”

“At the Mustang Hotel.

"

"Then I'll go there and wait for him."

Jing Yu didn't say anything else, hung up the phone and took a taxi directly to Mustang.

It was obvious that high-level VIPs were coming to the Mustang Hotel today, and they were already clearing out the venue early. The road a few miles away has been blocked, and there are serious-looking bodyguards everywhere. The people around were curious and couldn't help but stop and look, but no one came close.

Jing Yu chose a cafe on the roadside, sat by the window and watched from a distance. She was always upset, and the two hours were more torturous than ever for her.

She looked at her watch from time to time. It wasn't until a motorcade drove over from a distance and people outside became noisy that she paid the bill and hurried out of the cafe.

She stood on the roadside and saw his car from a distance. He was sitting in the back seat. Jing Yu raised her hand, hoping that he might be able to see her, but she was startled by another figure in the back seat.

Next to him sat a woman.

Mo Huan.

She is dressed in a white suit, elegant and capable, with outstanding temperament. The two people were whispering and talking. The woman leaned slightly towards the man and approached him to talk to him. He nodded occasionally but didn't say much.

"Mr. Vice President!" Someone has already recognized the person in the car. "It turns out that the person who came to the Mustang Hotel today is Mr. Vice President!"

"The one next to him is the future wife of the vice president, right?"

"It's very elegant!"

"This is a perfect match and a golden child."

Jing Yu slowly lowered his raised hand.

At this moment, the car's window suddenly lowered. In anticipation of the crowd, the man smiled and waved at them. Jing Yu felt that his eyes were looking towards her. She also raised her eyes to look at him, but before she could see the emotion in his eyes clearly, she quickly looked away and stood outside the crowd. .

"Miss Jing." At this moment, a familiar voice sounded. She raised her dim eyes and saw Zhuang Yan standing in front of her. He pulled away the car parked on the side of another road, "Get in the car, sir, let me pick you up."

Jing Yu thought of the scene where he and Mo Huan were sitting in the car just now. He pursed his thin lips and didn't say anything. He just followed Zhuang Yan and got into the car.

Along the way, she didn't ask or say anything, she just cast her sight out the window.

Seeing that she was in a bad mood, Zhuang Yan didn't speak.

When Jing Yu came to his senses, he realized that their car was parked in front of the Mustang Hotel. Zhuang Yan gave her a pass and led her into the hotel.

"Miss Jing, you have a meal in the room and wait a while." Zhuang Yan handed her another room card.

All Jing Yu can do now is wait. Even the waiting is too painful.

She went upstairs with the key card. The waiter quickly brought out rich meals, but Jingyu had no appetite at all. She just sat blankly on the sofa, her soul seemed to be empty, and she never moved her chopsticks.

She dared not imagine what kind of pain and torture Jingrong was suffering now.

Who are those people? What do they want?

Could it be those creditors of the Liang family?

However, Liang Shengyi said personally that all those debts have been paid off.

She was thinking wildly, and there were many things in her mind that were difficult to think through.

At this moment, a ‘click’ sounded, and the door was pushed open from the outside. Jing Yu came back to her senses and saw Yu Zeyao appear at the door. He looked at her deeply and closed the door with his backhand.

Jing Yu immediately stood up and walked towards him in a few steps.

He smiled, a charming smile, "I thought you would need more time to convince yourself. But Zhuang Yan said that you were looking for me in a hurry."

"I want to find your friend, I need you to give me an explanation." Compared with his relaxed expression, Jing Yu's face was solemn.

Yu Zeyao thought she was anxious because Wen Yanzhi took Jing Rong away, "You don't have to be too nervous, it's true that Yanzhi took him away. Yanzhi is not a person without measure, and he will naturally bring him back after the weekend."

"Isn't he a person without measure?" Jing Yu couldn't hold it anymore, her nose was sour, and her eyes were suddenly covered with a thin layer of mist. Tears were about to burst out.

Yu Zeyao frowned. He had never seen her so fragile.

"Jing Rong was not taken away by him, but kidnapped by him." Jing Yu took out the photos from his bag, his voice was hoarse, "Why did your friend kidnap him? What did he want from Jing Rong?"

Yu Zeyao's expression became more serious when he heard Jing Yu say this.

When he looked at the photos Jing Yu took out from his bag again, his face was already stiff and cold, covered with a layer of frost.