The time of the city

Chapter 236 4 Searches

It was just daybreak, and the dim living room was still immersed in the thick darkness. In the middle of the living room, a thin figure was sitting.

Ni Jiamu stood with his hands crossed on his knees, his forehead resting heavily on his hands, as if all the strength had been drained from him.

He was still wearing the dress he had tried on at the bridal shop, and its exquisite tailoring seemed so ironic at the moment.

In order to find Mo Yu, he had not slept for a whole night, and his eyes were full of red bloodshot, but he did not feel sleepy at all. Various thoughts kept surging in his mind. He was wondering why Mo Yu didn't want him, and whether he had done something wrong.

At this time, the sound of slippers dragging came from the living room. Shang Xue yawned drowsily, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and took the cup to pour water.

"Mom." The deep voice that suddenly sounded behind her frightened Shang Xue so much that her whole body trembled and the cup in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Shang Xue turned around abruptly. Seeing that it was Ni Jiamu, her frightened expression instantly turned into anger. She cursed, "Why are you here at this hour instead of staying in your room to sleep? You've been playing tricks on me all day long. You almost scared me to death."

"Mom, did you hide Xiaoyu?" Ni Jiamu walked up to Shang Xue with heavy steps. His eyes were red and swollen, his shoulders drooped weakly, and he looked lifeless. "Mom, I will really treat Xiaoyu well. Can you give her back to me?"

When Shang Xue heard this, her eyes dodged instantly, her gaze wandering, not daring to look directly into Ni Jiamu's eyes. She stammered, "We didn't hide Xiaoyu, she might..."

"Mom!" Ni Jiamu's legs suddenly gave way and he knelt heavily on the ground. The sound of his knees hitting the ground was particularly harsh in the silent living room. "Please give Xiaoyu back to me, okay?"

"Ni Jiamu, can you give us some peace and quiet every day?" Ni Yuantang hurried out of the room wearing a coat.

"Since your mother and I have agreed to your marriage and have announced your happy news, why are we still hiding you? Did you make Xiaoyu angry again? Besides, Xiaoyu is an adult and has her own ideas. She might go out and have fun for a few days. If she doesn't want to marry you, then forget it."

Ni Jiamu stood up shakily, his body unsteady. "I must marry Xiaoyu. I'm sorry, Mom and Dad, for disturbing your rest. I'm leaving now."

After Ni Jiamu left, Ni Yuantang looked at the place where Ni Jiamu had been kneeling, sighed heavily, and then said, "Xue'er, contact Xiaoyu and find out where she is. Did she have a fight with Jiamu? Try to persuade her. If she doesn't want to get married, then forget it, but don't run around. Hey, Jiamu is like that, I'm worried about her too."

Shang Xue pushed Ni Yuantang into the room and said, "Don't worry about these things. Just take care of yourself. Xiaoyu is fine. I'll talk to Jiamu about it."

After Ni Yuantang entered the room, Shang Xue carefully took out her phone. After checking it, she found no message from Mo Yu. She muttered softly, "Didn't I tell this kid to send me a message when she gets there? Did Xiao Yu forget?"

Leng Xiyan had just gotten up when she heard the doorbell ring urgently. She hurried to open the door, and the moment the door opened, Ni Jiamu stood upright at the door.

His face was as pale as a piece of white paper, without any blood color, with a dark bruise under his eyes and fine stubble on his chin. He looked haggard and disheveled.

Leng Xiyan saw Ni Jiamu's expression and immediately understood his purpose. Her heart instantly hung in the air and she became secretly nervous, thinking: Could it be that Jiamu has begun to suspect that I helped Mo Yu escape?

But she still pretended to be calm, and tried to raise the corners of her mouth to a perfect arc and said: "Jia Mu, is there something you want to talk to me about?"

"Leng Xiyan, is Xiaoyu here with you?" Ni Jiamu's voice was hoarse and urgent, as if it was squeezed out from a dry throat.

"Why is she here with me? Although I helped Xiaoyu find a house last time, you are both getting married, and I...it's time for me to let go." Leng Xiyan said as she lowered her head slightly, a barely perceptible panic flashing in her eyes.

Seeing that Ni Jiamu still looked skeptical, Leng Xiyan continued to explain: "Jiamu, if you don't believe me, you can check. After I went to your house that day, I have been running back and forth between home and the company these days."

"You'd better have nothing to do with this matter. I'm sorry for disturbing you." Ni Jiamu looked at her deeply, then turned and left.

Hearing the car drive away, Leng Xiyan's tense nerves finally relaxed. She patted her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured to herself, "From his last words, it seems he already doubts me. I wonder if Mo Yu has arrived in City C?"

Leng Xiyan quickly took out her cell phone and called Mo Yu.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is turned off..." The cold tone on the other end of the phone made Leng Xiyan's heart sink. She opened the message interface again and looked at the message from yesterday asking if Mo Yu had arrived at the dock. It still showed as unread.

Leng Xiyan bit her fingers, her brows furrowed tightly together, a faint sense of unease welling up in her heart. Then she hurriedly sent WeChat messages and called Zhang San and Li Si one after another, but found that they were both blocked and the phone numbers were no longer in service.

Leng Xiyan's face became paler and her originally pink lips had lost their color. Her eyebrows were twisted into a knot and she said in panic, "Oh no, nothing will happen." She could no longer care about anything else and hurried back to the house to get the car keys and rushed to the hospital in a panic.

Ni Jiamu drove around the entire city of A frantically searching for Mo Yu. He searched every street and alley, every place Mo Yu might have gone, over and over again.

The roar of car engines echoed across the city streets, but there was no sign of Mo Yu. He leaned back in his car seat, his eyes blank and lost, as if he had lost focus.

Suddenly, his eyes inadvertently focused on a place not far away where Nan Feng was chatting and laughing with a few people, discussing the project in high spirits.

Ni Jiamu seemed to have grasped the last straw, his eyes lit up instantly, he opened the car door, rushed to Nan Feng like crazy, grabbed his collar, and roared: "Did you take Xiaoyu away again?"

The people who were discussing the project with Nan Feng looked at each other. They all knew Ni Jiamu, and for a moment they didn't know what to do, and they didn't know how to step forward and pull Ni Jiamu away.

Nan Feng was stunned for a few seconds, his eyes instantly blazing with anger. He swung his fist hard, knocking Ni Jiamu to the ground and shouting, "Mr. Ni, it was okay last time, but you're provoking me this time when I'm discussing work? Mo Yu is gone, what does that have to do with me? How low is your self-esteem to think that a man who doesn't know your fiancée well would take her away?" After saying that, Nan Feng quickly smiled and said to the people around him, "Sorry, let's continue this conversation somewhere else."

In the ward, Yueyue was concentrating on fiddling with the paper airplane in her hand, muttering to herself, "I wonder if Sister Xiaoyu has found Brother Hecheng yet. Little idiot, you must bless Sister Xiaoyu and Brother Hecheng in heaven to be together. We have already become a regret, and we cannot let Sister Xiaoyu have any more regrets."

At this moment, Leng Xiyan rushed into the ward and asked breathlessly, "Yueyue, has Mo Yu contacted you?"

Yueyue was startled by the sudden sound and dropped the paper airplane in her hand. She looked up and saw Leng Xiyan's serious and panicked expression. Her heart tightened and she shook her head and said, "No, what's wrong?"

Leng Xiyan gasped, trying to calm her breathing, her expression becoming increasingly serious: "Yueyue, Xiaoyu might have been in trouble. I called her number but it was always turned off, and the messages I sent her were always unread. The two people I contacted also blocked me, and their phone numbers are no longer in service."

When Yueyue heard this, her face turned pale with fear, and her eyes instantly filled with tears. She cried out, "How could this happen? What should I do? I've hurt Sister Xiaoyu."

"Don't panic." Leng Xiyan quickly held Yueyue's shoulders, trying to calm her down. "I've already sent people to look for those two people. Hold back your tears. Don't let anyone know that we helped Moyu escape, especially Jiamu. Moyu will be fine. You keep trying to contact Moyu."

After saying that, Leng Xiyan rushed out of the ward again. Yueyue sobbed while picking up the fallen paper airplane, wiping her tears with trembling hands, and kept muttering: "Little fool, I think I did something wrong. What should I do if something happens to Sister Xiaoyu? I'm so scared."