1113. Chapter 1113 Dote on and Love You for the Rest of Your Life (13)

Just as he was thinking about Rong Mo and staring at the opposite side, Da Shan walked in, his footsteps in a hurry, and his expression was extremely bad.

"Mr. Shang..." Shang Mo was eating and didn't look at Da Shan's face, so he didn't notice that Da Shan's complexion was pale and terrifying, and his eyes were full of panic.

And the voice was a little trembling with depression.

Shang Mo asked lightly: "What's the matter?"

"At noon today, there was a car accident on Beihai Avenue. Two cars fell into the sea. Rong Shao was in one of the cars... fell into the sea, and it hasn't been recovered yet..."

Shang Mo's heart suffocated, and the action of picking up vegetables stopped.

After a while, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Dashan coldly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Where is Rong Moren, where is he now?" Shang Mo didn't want to believe it, but subconsciously, he felt panic and uneasiness in his eyes.

Da Shan was silent and did not say anything: "Young Master Rong can't be found."

I can't find it, such ordinary words, but they pierce Shang Mo's eardrum sharply like a needle.

Shang Mo clenched his fists: "No, nothing will happen to him!!"

Saying that, he hooked his lips and smiled.

Dashan only felt that Mr. Shang's smile was more terrifying than crying, and his voice was hoarse and terrifying.

He also hoped that Rong Shao's story was false, but from noon to now, how could a person be alive after staying in the sea for so long.

When the swimming champion was rescued, he almost died.

Shang Mo's expression was completely cold, and fear grew from the bottom of his heart, permeating his heart layer by layer. He said to himself, impossible, false, must be false.

It was obvious last night...that was real, but that was impossible and still a dream, impossible.

He stood up and wanted to go out to ask for evidence, but he got a headache caused by drunkenness. This sudden movement made his blood surge, his body staggered, and he almost fell down.

Da Shan was taken aback, and quickly helped him up: "Mr. Shang."

Shang Mo waved Da Shan's hand away, he didn't believe what Da Shan said, even if he fell into the sea, nothing would happen to Rong Mo.

But there is another fact that he has to admit in his heart, that is, Rong Mo can only poke a few times in the water, but can't swim.

Shang Mo stood by the sea, his black windbreaker flapping in the sea breeze.

It was snowing heavily in the sky, and the pure white snowflakes fluttered around, falling on the sea as if whitening the vast ocean.

The swirling snowflakes fell on his body, his hair was wet, and the chill penetrated into his blood through his skin. It seemed that his body should be numb, but he still stood motionless, expressionless.

Ren Fengxue attacked him, his deep eyes were full of dim and coldness.

After a long time, he took a deep breath of the bone-chilling air, moved his steps stiffly, and walked slowly towards the sea.

Seeing Shang Mo's expressionless face and deep eyes, getting closer to the sea, Da Shan felt uneasy.

The snowflakes were flying and falling, but it couldn't hide his desolate figure, which looked so silent and desolate.

"Mr. Shang?" Da Shan stepped forward, following behind Shang Mo.

Shang Mo paused, looking at the crashed railing, his brows were frowned, and the scene of her sitting in the car and falling from here suddenly appeared in her mind.

In the picture, Rong Mo looked pale, panicked, and in extreme pain.

There was another dull pain in his chest.