Lan's living room.

"Second Young Master Gong, we searched the whole building but couldn't find the eldest mistress's sister, Lan Xingchen." A bodyguard holding a pistol reported timidly to Gong Yurui, the second young master of the Gong family. The spies came to report, and Lan Xingchen

They didn't leave City A, let alone the Lan family, but they just couldn't find Lan Xingchen.

"Can't find it? Keep looking. Even if we move the whole building to the ground, we have to find Lan Xingchen." The man standing in the living room has handsome and prominent facial features, a perfect face, and an angular cold expression.

Handsome. His face, which is like a sculpture of God, is alone and exudes a hint of coldness that is arrogant to the world. It is so elegant and noble, cold, arrogant and solemn, but also powerful. It makes people want to get close but have to stay away, silently like a work of art.

Come to see and worship.

He is the second young master of the Gong family: Gong Yurui.

The president of the world-famous and prestigious "Tiansheng" Group, a descendant of European aristocrats, almost controls the economic lifeline of the entire Europe, and is the most powerful leader in the Asian business community.

"Yes, Second Young Master Gong." When the timid bodyguard touched Gong Yurui's cold gaze, a lot of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He turned around and led the others to look through the Lan family again.

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"Second Young Master Gong, we caught Lan Xingchen's uncle, what should we do with him?" After a while, another bodyguard caught Rong Haojie (Lan Xingchen's uncle) hiding in the shabby room on the roof of the building. He and Lan Xing

The two sisters, Chen Lan and Ker, have lived together in this dilapidated small residential house for more than ten years, and have always been dependent on the Lan sisters.

Gong Yurui, who was standing in the center of the living room like a god, turned to look at Rong Haojie, who was standing trembling all over. His cold and stern eyes were filled with a chilling aura, and his thin and pursed lips moved slightly.

The murderous aura he revealed suddenly became stronger. He slowly approached Rong Haojie, and with every step he took, his cold aura became stronger, so that before Gong Yurui even got closer, Rong Haojie was already trembling with fear.

Leng Khan knelt at his feet and begged, "Young Master Gong, spare your life..."

Suddenly, when Rong Haojie raised his head slightly, Gong Yurui held a pistol against the fatal spot on his forehead and asked Rong Haojie, "Lan Ke'er, where is Lan Xingchen?"

"I...I...don't know..." The cold touch on his forehead made Rong Haojie shiver constantly and his words became stammering.

Suddenly, there was a slight stinging sensation on his forehead, with a cold touch. Gong Yurui's pistol pressed against Rong Haojie's forehead suddenly approached, and his eyes became even colder. Rong Haojie was so frightened that his legs kept shaking.

"I wouldn't mind piercing a few more holes in your head to help you recover your memory." Gong Yurui said, slightly moving his long fingers to pull the trigger.

The next second, Rong Haojie immediately rushed in front of Gong Yurui, hugged Gong Yurui's feet with both hands, and begged, "No... no, Master Gong, don't kill me. I really don't know my niece."

Lan Ke'er is there, I only know that my little niece Lan Xingchen is there and she didn't run away."

"Oh? Where is she?" Gong Yurui stopped pulling the trigger, and a sneer escaped from his thin lips.

"She...she was taking a nap in the backyard." Rong Haojie wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Take me to find Lan Xingchen. If you can't find her, I'll make a few holes in your head immediately!" Gong Yurui threatened coldly, throwing the pistol behind him, and the bodyguard Sean behind him immediately caught it.
Chapter completed!