Lure from a wealthy family: The devil’s president can’t get enough

Yang Qian was already much taller than An An, so he lowered his head to cooperate with An An.

"An'an, there will never be a next time, okay?"

An An frowned and looked at Yang Qian's side face. His eyes were red and his eye circles were black. It was obvious that he didn't have enough sleep, and he was just a small punishment and a big warning.

"How's Mommy?" An An let go, and leaned comfortably in Yang Gan's arms, listening to his heartbeat, feeling that she was finally safe.

Yang Gan hugged her and sat on the sofa next to her. He couldn't help but check it again, until he was sure that there was nothing wrong with An An before he said, "Everything is fine. Mommy doesn't know about you. Let's go back now."

"No, I can't go back yet." An An shook her head, but her eyes were a little unfathomable on her immature face.

"Yang Gan, it's not that simple. I'm just lucky. The woman brought me here just now, and there's another man named Ah Si, and there's someone here to help me."

Yang Gan looked towards the door.

"Don't worry, that woman won't leave. What I'm worried about now is Ah Si. Ah Si has not been caught, and there is a man named Sangbiao. He doesn't know the details." An An is confident, but Ming Juan certainly won't Let's go, Ah Si must have told the so-called boss about the situation a long time ago, and now she wants to follow the clues.

Yang Qianying frowned slightly, and said after a long time: "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything here, by the way, why did you come to the small town of Stan."

An An sighed: "Is there any way? We don't know each other well here, and we only know Ryder. In fact, this is very risky. Ryder is Kang Wusheng's son, and he is downstairs."

Yang Qian subconsciously tightened his arms and shook his head: "It doesn't matter, I understand Ryder. Although the matter of Kang Wusheng cannot be completely unaffected, Ryder has been taking good care of everything in Stan Town, and he He and Kang Wusheng are not as harmonious as they seem from the outside world, but I have no impression of Sangbiao."

Yang Gan was just comforting An An. Although these are facts, the kidnapper was actually chosen in Myanmar. How could it be so simple?

An An raised her head and looked at Yang Gan: "Yang Gan, if we can't find the murderer, Mommy will be in danger. This person should be by our side. Please tell me what happened that day."

Yang Gan didn't hide anything, he told everything from receiving a call from the Bai family to An An's disappearance, and the two began to study in a low voice.

After a long time, the two looked at each other and said in unison, "It's from the Bai family!"

This conclusion surprised both Yang Gan and An An. It is not surprising that someone wants to harm An An, but it is beyond common sense that the problem lies in the Bai family. In fact, the call to Tiao Hu Li Shan was indeed made from the Bai family. .

"Could it be a coincidence?" An An asked.

Yang Gan shook his head, but he didn't say anything. He hugged An An tiredly: "Go to sleep, I'm very tired."

An An also nodded obediently, and the two returned to the big bed, hugging each other and sleeping.

Mingjuan stood in the corridor at a loss for a while, not knowing what to do, when she heard a clear male voice: "What are you doing here?"

Looking at the stairs in a panic, I saw the blond Ryder: "No, it's okay, someone is here."

Ryder knew that Yang Gan was coming, but he was surprised that Mingjuan was outside. He didn't interrogate him, didn't say anything, and wasn't even afraid that the woman would run away. He hesitated for a moment, hooked his fingers at Mingjuan, turned around and went downstairs.

Mingjuan followed Ryder downstairs in fear, and stood beside him awkwardly.

Ryder didn't speak, but stood on the balcony and looked at the street scene outside. The sky was about to dawn, and the residents of the town started another busy day.

While Yang Gan and An An were sleeping soundly, Hui Shao also came to Myanmar. He didn't come to the small town of Stan, but went directly to an office building.

On the top floor of the office building, a thin man in casual clothes handed Hui Shao some documents and stood aside respectfully.

Hui Shao finished reading the information and put it down, and slowly said a word: "Catch."

As a result, in less than half an hour, the Burmese government issued a news circular on cracking down on pornography and crimes, and the focus was on the remnant of the man who dared to call himself king who once entrenched in the hearts of all Burmese people.

Ryder also received the call, listened to it calmly, and hung up the phone without any indication.

Sure enough, it's not just the town residents who are busy, but who is the person who can make such a big deal now?

An hour after the news bulletin was broadcast, no less than a hundred people had already arrived in front of Hui Shao.

All of them were wearing black hoods, and men with guns were watching.

Hui Shao got up and asked in a very pure Burmese language: "Does anyone here know that someone is going to kidnap the eldest lady of the Jun family?"

Many of these people who were caught suddenly didn't know which Jun's family was, and they kept silent.

Hui Shao narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Send them all to the death row." After speaking, he turned and left.

He was just fishing with the net and caught some dried shrimps. It seemed that he still had to find that person.

I drove to the door of an unremarkable small restaurant, stopped the car and looked at the sign above, and then got out of the car after sorting my clothes.

The small restaurant obviously hasn't opened yet, but it's already opened. Hui Shao, who opened the door and came in, smelled the familiar aroma of rice, and paused for a while. She was still so perceptive, and she had only been here for only two hours.

"Here we come." A gentle voice came, with a touch of kindness, and a woman in ordinary clothes came out of the kitchen with dishes.

"Well, I stopped by to see you." Hui Shao said, took off his coat and casually put it on a chair, and sat at the dining table.

Often a meaty and oily curry, surrounded by pork, fish, shrimp, beef or lamb - a seemingly endless array of side dishes will follow.

Rice, pie salad, a small plate of fried vegetables, a small bowl of soup, and a large plate of fresh, semi-cooked vegetables with herbs, fish sauce, and balachaung, a mixture of chili, garlic, and fried dried shrimp, placed Full of little tables.

The woman looked only in her 40s, but the gray hair at the temples still made people guess her age, it was definitely not what she saw on her face.

Seeing Hui Shao sitting down and slowly bowing his head to eat, he smiled gently, sat next to him and took a teacup and poured a cup of tea and put it next to Hui Shao.

"Godmother, are you still doing those businesses recently?"

The woman withdrew her hand without leaving a trace, and hummed as a response.

Hui Shao put a mouthful of rice into his mouth and chewed it slowly. His favorite is the curry rice made by his godmother. He used to come here just because he was greedy, but the last time he came was a year ago.

"Is it you? Why do you want to eradicate all the shrimp soldiers and crabs born by Kang Wu?" The woman's eyes were gentle, as if she was chatting about family affairs, and Hui Shao couldn't help but curl his lips.