The actor's daily routine

Shen Yanshu quickly pushed open the door and went up to the second floor. Sure enough, no one was there, angry?Ayu doesn't want to see him?Didn't he call yesterday and tell Ayu that he won't be coming back at night?I didn't see him angry either.

He quickly took out his cell phone and called.

"Ding dong~ ding dong~ Shen Yanshu is calling~"

A Qiao, who was wandering on the street, was startled when he heard the ringing of the phone call.

Shen Yanshu?

He gripped the phone tightly, his fingers trembling, Cheng Mi gave it to him from Yu Qiao's body, in order to hold Shen Yanshu back as much as possible.

Should I pick it up?What if Shen Yanshu finds out...

Recalling the scene where the two of them kissed, Shen Yanshu's faint gaze made A Qiao shudder, he subconsciously wanted to press hang up, but because he was in a hurry, he pressed answer and speakerphone instead.

A Qiao's pupils shrank, and the next moment, a cautious and gentle voice came from the phone: "A Yu."

"Are you angry?"

In the noisy traffic, this voice is so clear, as cold as snow, as warm as water.

A Qiao stood in place, motionless, he was standing at the intersection waiting for the traffic light, the sound of the vehicle was transmitted to Shen Yanshu's ears through the phone that was talking.

A Qiao didn't open his mouth to speak, out of some strange and unspeakable psychology, he turned off the speakerphone, and put the phone to his ear.

Shen Yanshu didn't hear Yu Qiao's voice, thinking that Yu Qiao didn't want to talk to him, so she spoke with a low smile, her voice full of magnetism: "Ayu, I didn't come back last night because something happened in the company. Where are you now? pick you up."

"Don't you want to eat the barbecue at A's? I'll take you there now?"

So gentle... This person is different from Cheng Mi's gentleness.

Cheng Mi's gentleness always makes people feel frightened.

And this person's gentleness, like wind and water, enveloped him silently.

Joe blinked.

Has he always been like this to Yu Qiao?

She seemed to understand why Yu Qiao chose him instead of Cheng Mi.

"Why don't you speak, Ayu," the other side called out in doubt, "Are you still angry?"

A Qiao's throat moved, and he hummed softly. He was afraid that he would speak, and Shen Yanshu would recognize him. Cheng Mi said that it would take at least two days.

Shen Yan paused, but didn't speak, an unreasonable chill hit his back, the fingers holding the phone trembled again, and he pursed his dry lips.

Found?It shouldn't be, he just responded in a very low voice, it is impossible to be discovered, and his voice is also somewhat similar to Yu Qiao... even Cheng Mi couldn't recognize it...

Fear made him want to hang up the phone immediately, but if he hung up the phone, it might arouse the other party's suspicion even more. He couldn't mess up Cheng Mi's affairs, if he did, Cheng Mi would not want him.

Just when he was at a loss, Shen Yanshu continued to speak, his voice was as gentle as before: "Then, why don't you play outside for a while? Come back after playing?"

"Hmm..." Aqiao breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat off his face, and responded in a low voice.

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The phone was cut off, and the housekeeper said helplessly beside Shen Yanshu: "Master Yu is really willful." How long will it take to go out to play before calming down, and he is so famous now, what should he do if he is recognized by crazy fans outside?

He raised his head and was about to say, sir, I'll look for him, when he saw Shen Yanshu's face like boundless ice and snow, the coldness between his brows and eyes made one chill, as if a little black ink was smudged from the pupils of his eyes open.

"First... sir?" The butler looked at him blankly, "What happened?"

Shen Yanshu gently rubbed his phone, lowering his eyelashes, making it hard for anyone to see the thoughts in his eyes.

The butler was a little confused. How did it feel... After the phone call, the husband was not happy at all, but a little scary?What happened to Young Master Yu?

Shen Yanshu suddenly asked softly: "When A Yu came back yesterday, what was it like?"

The housekeeper recalled, "Yesterday, when Young Master Yu came back, he was a little dull. I asked him if he wanted to eat. He shook his head, and then he went upstairs alone to open the door and play games. I saw that Young Master Yu seemed to be in a bad mood, so I went downstairs to make my own food." matter."

"What about today?" Shen Yanshu said calmly, with no trace of joy or anger on his face.

"Today... I got up today and went upstairs to call Young Master Yu... Then I found that Young Master Yu was not there. A post-it note was pasted on the door, saying that he had gone out for a stroll."

"Are you sure it's him?" Shen Yanshu was unclear.

The housekeeper thought about it, "I'm sure...the face is exactly the same as Young Master Yu, I can't say it is..." His voice paused, and he finally came to his senses. His whole body turned cold, and his eyes widened in astonishment, "Sir! Could it be..."

Shen Yanshu suddenly strode into the bedroom, threw all the sheets and quilts on the ground, and threw all the things on the bed table to the ground.

His face was as calm as if nothing had happened, but the scarlet color in his eyes became more and more intense.

Just last night.

The room he shared with Yu Qiao.

A stranger, wearing Yu Qiao's face, touched her all over the place.

The butler shivered slightly on one side of his spine.

It's been a long time, and he hasn't seen such a posture of the husband. The gentleman who is with Young Master Yu restrains all the dark sides, just like an ordinary person, only when he is stimulated by Young Master Yu, he will do something. Things that cannot be suppressed, even this will quickly calm down.

And this time...

The tea table and sofa were kicked over by Shen Yanshu. The whole room was in good order except for Yu Qiao's things. The rest was a mess. Dust was floating in the air. Shen Yanshu looked at the mess, stretched out his hand to loosen the tie of his suit with a blank expression, and looked back The housekeeper said: "These things, except Ayu's, all the rest are thrown out, and the same set is replaced, and people are sent to surround every road leaving S City, the airport, the highway, the train station... As long as they can leave S City, I will stop them all."

"Track the person holding Yu Qiao's phone and bring it to me."

The butler's face was slightly pale, he bowed his head and said yes, then turned and went out.

Shen Yanshu picked up the phone and called Zhao Qi.

Zhao Qi, who had just spent the night with a beautiful woman, saw that it was Shen Yanshu's call, so he quickly got up and pressed the answer button, "What's wrong?"

Shen Yanshu hasn't called him for a long time.

"I want real-time monitoring of all the planes, flights, trains, ships, and highways in S city today, at the fastest speed." Shen Yanshu walked quickly to the French windows with a hoarse voice.

Zhao Qi was taken aback for a moment, before he recovered, he asked involuntarily, "What's wrong?"

The atmosphere was silent for a while, Shen Yanshu closed his eyes, and said softly: "Ayu...was taken away."

Zhao Qi's pupils shrank, and he woke up suddenly. The beauty beside him was pushed out of bed by him. He got up and held the phone steadily with one hand, and quickly put on his pants with the other, "Who?"

Being able to take Yu Qiao away in front of Shen Yanshu is definitely not an ordinary person, and making up his mind against Yu Qiao means making Shen Yanshu an enemy, and it is impossible for the other party not to be aware of this.

Who?

Ah.

Shen Yanshu curled his lips, but his smile was cold for no reason, and the calm gradually disappeared from his face. He opened his scarlet eyes, and with a bang, the floor-to-ceiling windows shattered, and some sharp shards of glass slashed across Shen Yanshu's cheeks. Without blinking, he stretched out his hand to wipe it slowly, fixed his gaze on the shards of glass on the ground, and said the name word by word, "Cheng Mi..."

It would have been a while longer before the fishing nets sprinkled on the United States could be pulled up.

And now...

He couldn't wait.

Again and again, he took Yu Qiao away from him.

He wants Cheng Mi and pays for it.

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Yu Qiao leaned her head against the car door and yawned boredly.

The oncoming is the faint smell of the sea, which is getting stronger and stronger.

Is Cheng Mi going to take him back by boat?Yu Qiao thought boredly.

He didn't sleep well last night, and now he is curled up in the car seat like a sleepy cat, his eyes are slightly squinted, and his flirtatious eyes seem a little quiet at this moment.

"There are people on the road ahead." ANSEN, who was driving in the driver's seat, poked his head out of the car window, frowning, "There are a lot of people."

Cheng Mi glanced along.

Policemen.

He smiled noncommittally, "Shen Yanshu is really capable." A few years ago, it was an ant that he could easily crush to death, but a few years later, he was so embarrassed.

Things that require an ID card are all unusable.

Where there is surveillance, it is impossible to show your face.

He never thought that one day he would hide from others and rob people.

Hearing Cheng Mi's tone of admiration or mockery, Yu Qiao raised her eyelids, with her wrists hanging on her knees, and said casually: "He has always been very capable."

The fere he chooses won't be that bad.

His voice was very thin, because Cheng Mi fed him the medicine, and even Cheng Mi who was sitting next to him had to listen carefully to hear it clearly. Fortunately, the glass windows were soundproof enough, and the car was very quiet.

The admirer praised other men in front of him, Cheng Mi tilted his head, narrowed his long and narrow green eyes, his anger flashed away, and the next moment, he laughed, with a gorgeous and mellow voice, "But it seems like now, is I won."

Does Shen Yanshu think that such a blockade can stop herself?

To take away the most precious treasure, one must be fully prepared.

As long as Yu Qiao was brought back to the United States, Shen Yanshu would have nothing to do with him.

China's Shen Yanshu can still toss Cheng Mi, but the United States is his territory.

Yu Qiao clicked her tongue impatiently, lowering her head indifferently, as if she didn't want to talk to him.

Cheng Mi didn't force it, and asked ANSEN to go another way.

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