Run away! The domineering president's strong love

Gu Huaijin was abroad. When he received a video call from Feng Zhen, his face was full of disbelief and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.

After hearing everything the two college students said, I felt it was a fantasy. Could it be that the people who called me "husband" all day long were these two big guys?

Thinking of their sickeningly sweet conversation, Gu Huaijin, who had previously felt immersed in happiness, now only felt nauseous.

Especially since he had promised to go hiking, go to the sea, and watch a movie together, his handsome face showed a little more anger, and he asked in a deep voice:

“When did you get the phone?”

"We met that beautiful sister at the Beijing airport about five days ago." He shrank back in fear. Behind him was the bodyguard's black muzzle of his gun, and there was no escape.

Airport? Gu Huaijin keenly captured this location. Could it be that Jin Mingzhu ran away from home again while he was away?

He clenched his fists tighter and tighter, and almost spat out the words from between his teeth:

"Did she say where she was going?"

"No, she only told us to bring the cell phones to Gangcheng and to chat with you every day." Their voices trembled with fear.

Gu Huaijin responded and told Feng Zhen to take the phone away.

The other party asked:

"Boss Gu, this?"

Gu Huaijin now felt extremely disgusted whenever he saw these two men, especially when they shamelessly called him husband. He didn't want to see them again for a moment.

He waved his hand and said softly:

"Throw them farther away and teach them a lesson."

Feng Zhen suppressed his smile and hung up the phone, then raised his eyes to look at the two somewhat innocent "Mrs. Gu".

He ordered:

"Throw them out."

As expected, she escaped again?

This little fox will not behave itself unless it is locked in bed, and will rush out as soon as it gets a chance. When Gu Huaijin thought of this, he gnashed with hatred.

My entire life's reputation has been ruined by this yellow-haired girl. I have been defeated over and over again, but I have fought again and again...

A terrible guess suddenly occurred to his mind, and he pressed the internal line:

"Send someone to Jingshi Airport to search for Madam's information and see where she went?"

"A team of people will go to Yuncheng to guard Xu Yang. She ran away from home and most likely went to find Xu Yang. Once she is found, she will be arrested immediately and taken back to Beijing."

Thinking of Xu Yang, his face became even gloomier, and his eyes seemed to be spitting fire:

"If you catch her in Yuncheng, bring the adulterer back with her!"

"Yes!" Chen Chuan responded seriously and was about to go out.

"Also, check what Xu Huaiyu is doing recently and whether he has any contact with her?"

Chen Chuan wrote down the items one by one, turned around and left, with a wry smile on his face:

He had been working non-stop for five days and finally had a chance to close his eyes after the project was completed, but this girl started acting up again.

He just sighed in his heart, and quickly arranged people to complete the task according to Gu Huaijin's instructions.

"Sister Wang!" Jin Mingzhu shouted and suddenly sat up from the bed.

Looking around, they saw the simple environment in the tent. They were back, covered in cold sweat.

Just now she dreamed that a huge rock suddenly fell on the two unarmed people, and Wang Qian was covered in blood.

Hearing her scream, Lu Liang opened the tent and came in, his eyes filled with worry:

"Mingzhu, how are you, are you feeling better?"

"How did I get here?" She remembered that they got on the car back to the base together, and then she lost consciousness.

Seeing her working so hard, Lu Liang couldn't help but worry:

"Mingzhu, you fainted in the car, and the doctor said you had a mild concussion after examination."

"Next time, don't force yourself to do it. Don't be afraid of bothering others. Tell me earlier if you're not feeling well."

Lu Liang is indeed a well-known chatterbox. Seeing him start to talk at length again, Jin Mingzhu quickly asked:

"Editor-in-chief, how is Sister Wang?"

When Wang Qian was mentioned, Lu Liang's eyes darkened, losing their previous brilliance. He sighed and said:

"Wang Qian's condition is very bad. The medical conditions in the disaster area are poor. The doctor plans to send her back to Beijing."

Jin Mingzhu nervously lifted the quilt and walked down, asking:

"What's wrong with her? I'll go check on her."

"She was hit on the head by a rock, and it was very severe. The doctors had no choice but to send her back to Beijing for emergency treatment."

Jin Mingzhu washed her shoes and ran to the medical tent as fast as she could, just in time to see a helicopter taking Wang Qian away.

Thinking of her situation, I couldn't help but worry and my eyes instantly turned red.

Clearly in the car, everyone was still chatting and laughing and discussing how they were going to give the editor a meal when they got home, but just a few hours later, Sister Wang was lying soundlessly on the hospital bed.

This scene seemed familiar. Jin Mingzhu had witnessed such scenes countless times, but when it happened to people around her, it was the first time she hated this irresistible natural disaster so much.

Human power is so small. In the fast-moving earth and in the vast galaxy, we are as weak as a tiny ant. Earthquakes and mudslides can easily take away countless lives.

She clasped her hands together and prayed in the direction the helicopter left, praying that Wang Qian was safe and sound, tears slowly flowing from her eyes.

The rescue work is still in progress, more and more people are being rescued, and Jin Mingzhu has also taken on the task of overseas reporting.

"Mr. Gu..." Chen Chuan shouted as he entered the office, then lowered his head.

"Hmm?" Gu Huaijin moved his eyes away from the financial report and looked at him.

"We didn't find any news about the madam. There is no record of her leaving Jing City. She didn't return to Gang City, nor did she go to Yun City." Chen Chuan's voice became lower and lower and he lowered his head.

"Waste!" Gu Huaijin threw the document in his hand away.

He stood up and walked out while saying:

"Hand over all subsequent work to professional managers, arrange a private plane, and we will return to Beijing as quickly as possible."

His usual calm tone almost made Chen Chuan think that Gu Huaijin was very indifferent, but when he saw his furrowed brows, he sensed his worry.

At 5:00 a.m. in Beijing, the Gu Group's private plane slowly landed. Gu Huaijin got off the plane, his expression becoming increasingly depressed.

Feng Zhen and his men waited on the side, reporting the recent situation one by one.

Gu Huaijin remained silent, looking forward with cold eyes and walking straight ahead.

"Hello everyone, I am a reporter from Dinghua Media..."

An extremely familiar voice rang in his ears, and Gu Huaijin suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. The noisy background sound of the airport stopped, and only his wildly beating heart could be heard.

He turned his head stiffly and saw the airport display screen reporting the news of the Jiangcheng earthquake.

On the screen, a small figure holding a microphone, wearing loose clothes, shuttled through the ruins, introducing the disaster situation in front of everyone.

Her voice was not calm, and she was suppressing the crying tone in her voice.

Gu Huaijin tilted his head slightly to look more closely and saw the bloody bandage on her head.