Chapter 38 The President and the Blackened Boss (6)

Twilight is approaching, Jiang Yu carefully flips through the Caijing Weekly in his hand, and is not impatient at all.

This is already the second day after Xia Qiu disappeared. If no one is found, life or death will be unpredictable, but there is no news from the gangster, and the Jiang family has not reported the case. Even Jiang Hao can't help but feel that he is the same as an iceberg. For his elder brother, maybe Xia Qiu's not coming back is what he wants.

The bottom of his eyes and his face were a little gloomy, Jiang Hao raised his eyes and asked Jiang Yu again, "Brother, when is this, you can still read Caijing Weekly?"

His face was as calm as an iceberg, and there was no change in the slightest. Jiang Yu didn't lift his head: "Didn't you say you've found it?"

The second young master of the Jiang family is a famous playboy, and Jiang Yu, who has the skills and courage of the Jiang family, is two extremes. The handsome face is lazy, and Jiang Hao responds, "It's just friends I met in those places... They provide The news, who knows if it's true or not..."

Those places... the friends Jiang Hao met there, any news about Xia Qiu?

Things have taken the worst development, Jiang Yu's eyes are dark now, and his face is tense, "Don't mix with those kinds of people in the future."

Therefore, Xia Qiu might as well die in the hands of those gangsters.

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Xia Qiu, a member of Jiang Hao's faction, was thrown near the Jiang family's villa. Fortunately, the original owner had a memory, so he returned to the Jiang family.

"The young lady is back! Hurry up! Go and report to the young master!" Li Bo hurried over after hearing the report from the guard, but was stunned when he saw Xia Qiu.

The pure white dress wraps the curves of summer and autumn, neither too long nor too short, and the pure white wave that blooms at the end of the skirt is like a fishtail, adding pure beauty.

On the fair-skinned mouth and neck, the bruises and hickeys are exposed, and the embarrassed and dirty traces instantly turn this beauty into a powerful yinmi... What happened in the two days of disappearance, Do you still use him to ask...

"Uncle Li, is the eldest young master at home?" Xia Qiu naturally knew why the old butler of the Jiang family was surprised, but facing such gazes, her expression did not change at all, since she saw this little dress brought by Jiang Hao She had anticipated all this.

The housekeeper looked away immediately, "Yes, young lady. The second young master is also there. I heard from others that they have news about you. They are all waiting in the living room."

"Yeah." Xia Qiu replied with a slight lick of lips, and followed Li Bo to the brightly lit living room.

Jiang Yu and Jiang Hao, two brothers, she will face it sooner or later, there is no use in escaping, since it will be a tough battle! Then it's better to let the storm come more violently, and let it vent incisively and vividly at one time.

Li Bo stopped at the door of the living room, opened the door, but did not go in.

Xia Qiu didn't make it difficult for him, took a step forward, turned around suddenly, and said to him with a smile, "Uncle Li, when I came back, I told the old man about my situation, you can call him later and ask him to follow up. Jiang Yu explained

Li Bo was silent.

Xia Qiu walked past him and walked into the living room. The high heels under his feet fell on the floor. The crisp and soothing sound was like stepping on a drum. It echoed in the exceptionally quiet living room. Xia Qiu's momentum also accumulated little by little, slowly to the highest point.

"I'm back." A cold male voice with no warmth came over from the sofa after she entered the living room.

Then she turned to look, Jiang Yu and Jiang Hao, two familiar faces collided into her eyes at the same time.

That indifferent man was undoubtedly Jiang Yu.

He sat on the sofa and put down a financial magazine in his hand, with a strong aura with obvious alienation. At this moment, his eyes fell on her, and the original cold tone seemed to catch the wife who climbed the wall, but when the line of sight touched her neck and snow shoulders...

His eyes narrowed sharply.