The boss is chasing after the chaebol’s ex-wife, but you can’t afford it

"It seems that Qiaoqiao ran away entirely because of that phone call."

Detective Tang Feng's thinking came online, and he immediately frowned and analyzed, "But the strange thing is that Qiaoqiao is not such an uncalm and reckless person. Even if she left the Presidential Palace and encountered a special situation, she would at least work with her sister to find a solution.

Therefore, she must have been controlled by the person on the phone. The person on the other end must have made some conditions that Qiaoqiao could not refuse, so Qiaoqiao resorted to this desperate measure!"

"strangeness."

The more Tang Yue thought about it, the more surprised and panicked he became. "Xie Jinhuan and his gang are all in Sen Country, and all the deadly dangers are here. We are carrying out our mission in the church, Sixth Sister is in the Presidential Palace, and Encheng has returned safely after attending the event.

Apart from the safety of her family, what else could induce Qiaoqiao to risk leaving the Presidential Palace and go to the appointment?"

"Yes...Xie Jinhuan!"

Shen Jingjue's handsome face turned pale, and he almost thought, "Right now, Tan Le is dead, Shu Yan has been successfully rescued by Fourth Brother, and Xie Jinhuan has no more cards in his hand...

Therefore, he could only find Qiaoqiao and find a way to take her away and control her.

After all, Qiaoqiao is the person he wants most. If he has to flee to the ends of the earth... and give up everything, he must take Qiaoqiao with him!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes painfully again and took a deep breath, but he couldn't control the heartache and headache.

Several people looked at each other anxiously, and they all felt that it was very reasonable.

But everyone held their breath, not wanting Shen Jingjue's words to come true.

At this moment, Ye Encheng's secretary ran in sweating profusely:

"Mr. President! Something happened!"

Ye Encheng hugged Tang Qiu's trembling waist tightly and asked in a deep voice: "What's the matter?!"

The secretary swallowed and stammered in fear:

"Just now, four bombs that were hidden in the dark exploded in the newly opened museum you attended today. The museum was smashed into ruins. The estimated loss is... more than one billion US dollars!"

Everyone was shocked: "What? An explosion?!"

Four bombs in a row!

Tang Qiu, who was already on the verge of collapse, collapsed even more limply in Ye Encheng's arms, clutching his clothes tightly, trembling with fear:

"Encheng...you were attending an event there today, and just a little bit...just a little bit would have caused you to get into trouble! I would never see you again!"

"horrible……"

Tang Feng also covered his chest, "Encheng, you are really the chosen one. As soon as you left, the museum exploded. God is helping you!"

Ye Encheng had no time to think about whether he was lucky or not. He hurriedly asked the secretary:

"Are there any casualties at the scene?!"

"Yes... five security guards were killed. But fortunately you are fine, and the bomb exploded after the museum closed, so there were no more casualties. I suspect that the terrorists only wanted to destroy the iconic building of Sen Country, and it doesn't seem like they were targeting you..."

"No! I'm here for Mr. President!"

Shen Jingjue suddenly stood up from the sofa, veins on his forehead crisscrossed, "I understand... I understand how Xie Jinhuan lured Qiaoqiao away!

He planted a mine in advance at the location where the President was to attend the event, and called Qiaoqiao to tell her that if she didn't come to the appointment, he would detonate the bomb, causing her brother-in-law to be buried in the sea of ​​fire, and more people to be buried with him, causing the sixth sister to suffer for the rest of her life! "

Everyone's heart was shocked, and then a large part of their body collapsed.

"Qiaoqiao... is it to save me?!"

Ye Encheng's heart ached, and he pounded his chest in regret and self-blame, "It's my fault! I fell into Xie Jinhuan's trap, and that's why Xie Jinhuan had the opportunity to take advantage of me!"

Tang Qiu burst into tears, "Qiaoqiao...my Qiaoqiao! It's my sister who is sorry for you!"

"West City District, East Suburbs."

Shen Jingjue's eyes were bloodshot, and he clenched his fists inch by inch, imprinting this location deeply in his mind, "Let's start from there and search in all directions.

I will not eat, drink or sleep, but I will find my Qiaoqiao back!"

……

There are dozens of islands of various sizes in the waters of Sen Country.

Among them, there is an island farthest from the inland, known as the "Wizard of Oz". It is like a rich emerald lying on the sparkling blue sea, dreamy, mysterious and romantic.

This island was bought anonymously by Xie Jinhuan last year. It has become his private property and was renamed "Rose".

Originally, this was a gift he was going to give to Tang Qiaoer.

And now, this place has become the "rose cage" that imprisons his beloved.

Even so, Xie Jinhuan still felt satisfied. In his opinion, he was just giving a gift to the person he loved most in a more passionate way.

As night falls, the stars twinkle lightly over the endless sea.

In a spacious and luxurious retro room, on a large bed where silk and light and shadow are softly interwoven, Tang Qiaoer is sleeping soundly with her delicate body slightly curled up, her black hair covering the pillow.

Xie Jinhuan sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at the woman's shiny face with deep affection and tenderness. His trembling fingers couldn't help but run into her soft hair, stroking and caressing it lovingly.

Finally, his heart throbbing wildly, he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

The moment his cold and trembling lips touched hers, two lines of hot tears burst out of her eyes and hung on her pale face with clear contours.

The tip of the tongue is damp and bitter.

But he felt that this was the taste of happiness.

He lost everything, but gained her.

At this moment, he felt it was worth it even if he had to burn the whole world down to ashes, to be able to stay by the side of the woman he loved most.

Xie Jinhuan silently looked at Tang Qiaoer's sleeping face for a long time, then he picked up his cell phone and dialed the familiar number.

After a few rings, the other end picked up the call.

Xie Jinhuan could faintly hear the melodious sound of stringed instruments lingering in his ears, but the person on the other end showed no intention of speaking.

"Sir..." In the end, he couldn't hold back and spoke first.