Throw down the billionaire CEO: Mommy is too arrogant

After stopping for a while on the side of the road, Kang Haoxuan restarted the engine and looked for familiar figures along the side of the road.

He didn't know where she had gone, nor where to find her, he could only scurry around like a headless chicken.

Driving around the streets of City S one by one, he finally discovered that he had never understood that woman, not even the places she usually liked to go.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Kang Haoxuan picked up the phone and dialed the Palace Master's cell phone again, but it was still prompted to turn it off.

Listening to the cold female voice on the phone, Kang Haoxuan was a little tired.

Hanging up the phone, lowering the seat in the cab, Kang Haoxuan lay on the back of the seat, staring at the night sky outside the window in a daze.

Thinking back to the days when the palace lord disappeared seven years ago, he also blindly searched for her, but she went abroad.

In a certain apartment, the palace lord was sleeping soundly, but Pan Xiao's cell phone rang.

Frowning slightly, the Palace Mistress turned over and continued to sleep, but the phone rang like a wake-up call, and kept ringing.

He stretched out his hand and pushed Pan Xiao who was beside him, but it was empty. The palace master opened his sleepy eyes and looked around, but there was no one around him.

Strange, it's so late, where did Pan Xiao go?

Beside the bedside table, the ringing of the mobile phone was still going on. The Palace Mistress reached out and took down the phone, but didn't even check the caller ID. She swipe the screen and answered it.

"Hello." Because he hadn't woken up yet, the voice of the palace lord sounded lazy and tired.

"What's going on? Why did it take me so long to answer the phone?" The familiar voice on the phone came slowly, with a hint of impatience and rudeness, the palace master was so frightened that he lost all sleep, and stared at the phone's caller ID with a pair of clear eyes. .

Looking at the notes on the phone, the Palace Mistress sat up like a hurricane, while looking for her clothes, explained in a panic: "I'm sorry director, we slept through."

"Hurry up to the set." After finishing the words, there was a rush of beeps from the phone.

Slightly relieved, the palace lord put the phone aside, and while getting dressed, he shouted out of the bedroom: "Xiao'er, it's time for us to go to the studio."

The voice of the palace lord echoed in the room, but Pan Xiao did not answer.

Slightly frowning, the Palace Master felt something was wrong, but couldn't explain it. After getting dressed, he walked out of the bedroom.

The living room was pitch black, and the Palace Mistress turned on the light in the dark, only to see Pan Xiao squatting by the security door, looking at her blankly.

Pan Xiao's abnormality made the Palace Master's chest tighten, and he ran over in a hurry, crouched beside her and looked at her worriedly: "Xiao'er, what's wrong with you?"

"I..." Facing the worried eyes of the palace master, Pan Xiao hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed the words that came to his lips: "I'm fine."

Twitching the corners of her mouth stiffly, Pan Xiao's face was pale. The Palace Master couldn't guess that something happened to her eyes, so he could only pat her on the back comfortingly: "Xiao'er, you can rest at home, I can do it myself. Went to the set."

As soon as the palace lord's words fell, Pan Xiao wanted to be a frightened bird, so he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at her in horror: "No, I'll go with you, I don't want to stay at home."

Looking at Pan Xiao in surprise, the palace lord had never seen her like this before, and was a little at a loss.

Moreover, Pan Xiao didn't tell her at all what happened. She just wanted to help, but she didn't know how to do so.

Under the surprised gaze of the palace lord, Pan Xiao stood up like a hurricane and walked into the bedroom.

After a while, she came out of the bedroom again, fully dressed.

"Are you really not going to rest at home?" Looking at Pan Xiao's pale face, the Palace Mistress was a little worried, but Pan Xiao insisted on following her to the set.

Helpless, the palace lord no longer forced her, the two of them simply washed up and went out.

As soon as she walked out of the security door, Pan Xiao became a little abnormal. She opened her clear eyes and kept looking around.

After confirming that there was no one else, she panickedly took the hand of the palace lord, looked around cautiously, and left the apartment quickly.

It wasn't until the two got into the taxi that Pan Xiao let out a heavy breath.

The Palace Master has been observing Pan Xiao since she left the house. She found that Pan Xiao seems to be afraid of something, but what is there in the apartment that scares her?

The palace lord couldn't figure it out, and didn't ask any more questions. She was worried that Pan Xiaocai's mood that had just recovered would become tense again if she asked her about it.

When she came to the set, the actors who played with her tonight had already started to put on makeup. In order to save time, the director was still filming Zhang Lan's last scene.

Seeing everyone busy in their own way, the Palace Master felt a little guilty, trotted to the director's side, apologized sincerely, and then went into the dressing room to put on makeup.

After everything was ready, Zhang Lan and the director just finished filming, packed up their things and prepared to go back to rest.

After they all left, all the staff in the crew changed a batch, and even the lighting, microphones and other props were changed.

"Come on, let's shoot scene 305 first." The assistant director gave an order, and the palace owner took a sip of water, then stood still in front of the camera, ready to start working.

Tonight will be an all-night shoot, and the Palace Master is a little worried about whether he will be late for the audition tomorrow.

The night slowly faded away during the tense shooting of the crew, and was slowly replaced by the blue sky and white clouds.

Kang Haoxuan's car was parked on the side of the road overnight, and he also looked at the night sky overnight.

It wasn't until the sky turned white that Kang Haoxuan pulled up his seat, took out his phone and checked the time.

It was past seven o'clock, and the press conference was about to start, and it was unknown if the woman would attend the appointment.

After starting the engine and stepping on the accelerator, the Kaibahe battle shield carried Kang Haoxuan's last hope, and quickly drove towards Yaoxing Tianhua.

Maybe his woman will show up at the press conference, or maybe he will never see her again.

The two extreme results have been fighting in Kang Haoxuan's brain. He doesn't want to think about it, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't control the thoughts in his brain.

When he came to Yaoxing Tianhua, it was not yet eight o'clock, and Kang Haoxuan parked the Kaibahe Battle Shield in the garage and went directly to the press conference site.

When he came to the scene, there was no one inside. Walking on the red carpet, looking at the huge poster in the center in front of him, Kang Haoxuan frowned displeased.

On the poster, Dugu Ziyan is wearing an evening gown, with a neat suit on his arm, smiling like a flower.

And this photo was taken seven years ago when he was engaged to Dugu Ziyan. Unexpectedly, he refused to cooperate with Kang Yaotian's arrangement to take a photo with Dugu Ziyan, so they used this photo.

Heh, it really does everything.

Walking to the lounge and sitting down, Kang Haoxuan looked at his watch. There were still 10 minutes before the press conference began.

Looking at the door, Kang Haoxuan secretly prayed in his heart: Woman, you must come!