Chapter 1766: Keep searching, we must find her as soon as po

stay closed as she slept soundly, half-awake and half-asleep, an arm draped across her waist. 。As if she knew who had arrived, her body instinctively turned towards the man's embrace. 。Fu Mo Han lowe...Lin Jinran sat up, glanced around the bedroom, pulled back the covers and got out of bed to wash.

After washing up, Lin Jinran went downstairs and went to the kitchen. She saw Gu Yi and greeted her with a good morning. She then asked where Ye Xiao had gone.

Gu Meng was making breakfast and replied, "He went out and said he'd be back in a while."

Lin Jinran's heart skipped a beat, "Then I'll go upstairs to change my clothes first and come down for breakfast in a while."

"Alright, go ahead. Don't be too long, it'll be ready soon." Gu Meng said as she went back to cooking the porridge.

Lin Jinran walked briskly toward the study, not returning to the bedroom but heading straight for Ye Xiao's study.

She opened the study door, quickly slipped inside, and then closed it behind her. A strange feeling of being a thief crept into her heart.

She would sometimes come to the study to browse through some books, but today's visit held a different meaning, and her state of mind was naturally different as well.

"This is my home, this is my home." Lin Jinran murmured the sentence twice before stepping towards Ye Xiao's desk.

The desk was tidy, the bodyguard files spread out last night were nowhere to be found.

She flipped through them randomly and found the documents in a pile. It seems that Night Owl didn't take these documents away.

After closing the file, Lin Jinran flipped through other documents but didn't find anything related to Mu Shaocheng. He still couldn't figure out what Ye Xiao was planning.

She put the files away, her peripheral vision catching a glimpse of another collaborative document. On impulse, she reached out and opened it.

Inside was a photograph of a girl who looked just like her. Lin Jinran had seen this person before. What was Ye Xiao doing keeping her picture

She felt no discomfort or suspicion towards Night Owl.

On the contrary, the questions in my heart grew even heavier. Could this have anything to do with her

Lin Jin-yan took out the photo and looked at both sides, making sure there were no other words written on it before putting it back. He then flipped through the other files, confirming there was nothing else, and packed everything up.

After confirming the placement as before entering, Lin Jinyan prepared to leave the study.

She walked to the door, her fingers grasping the doorknob. As soon as she opened a crack, she heard footsteps coming from the stairs around the corner and the voice of a night owl.

As if by reflex, Lin Jinran jumped and slammed the door shut. He quickly glanced around the room before dashing to hide behind the curtains on the balcony.

Almost at the same time, there was a sound of a door creaking open, and a figure walked in.

The Night Owl was listening to the bodyguard's report and didn't notice the curtains bulging, he sat directly on the sofa.

When the bodyguard had finished reporting, he asked in a low voice, "Have you found that woman"

The bodyguard answered nervously, “Not yet. We went to her previous address and they said she moved out a week ago.”

The night owl frowned, his sword brows furrowed, and issued an order, "Keep searching. We must find her as soon as possible."

"Yes." the bodyguard replied.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Xiao walked towards his desk.

As he walked to the desk, ready to pick up some files, he noticed that they had been moved. They were now arranged much neater than before.

He raised his eyes and cautiously scanned the study, quickly noticing the bulging curtains, a vague figure lurking behind them. He hadn't even had time to run.

The night owl carefully opened the drawer, grasped a sharp dagger, and whispered, “Come out!”his face distorted by the pressure and he cried out in pain, "Damn it >>> 。The bodyguard sitting in the front passenger seat was thrown forward by inertia. If he hadn't been wearing a seatbelt, he wou...