If Mo Jingshen is too busy these two days and doesn't have time to fly over again, it doesn't matter if Ji Nuan and Feng Ling fly back to Haicheng by themselves.
But why don't you even have a phone call
There was no news until midnight. Ji Nuan thought maybe Mo Jingshen was on the plane flying back from abroad and the flight was just a little longer.
She couldn't wait for a call or anyone, so she had to take a shower and go to bed.
Early the next morning, at six o'clock, suddenly, Feng Ling's cell phone rang.
Ji Nuan heard the ringtone of her cell phone, and even though it wasn't her cell phone that was ringing, she suddenly sat up.
Feng Ling was sleeping in the guest room next door. When Ji Nuan opened the door and walked in, she was already answering the phone, but her expression was a bit serious when she answered the phone.
Normally, Feng Ling seldom puts his happiness or anger on the surface.
In an instant, Ji Nuan instinctively felt that something had happened!
After answering the phone, Feng Ling put down the phone and raised his eyes to look at Ji Nuan who was standing in front of the guest room door.
"Mrs. Mo, why are you up so early?" Feng Ling fixed his eyes on her, and after two seconds of silence, he asked calmly.
"I can't sleep. If I hear any movement here, I'll come over and take a look." Ji Nuan walked in and opened the curtains for her, and asked casually, "Who called so early?"
"A brother who used to be in the XI base." Feng Ling's eyes were hidden in the morning light after the curtains were opened, and he looked at the time: "Mr. Mo must have something to do and can't come for the time being. We will go directly to the airport now and return to the sea today. city."
Ji Nuan's hand stayed on the curtain, and she was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Feng Ling.
"Feng Ling, tell the truth, did something happen?"
Feng Ling didn't answer and got out of bed: "Let's have breakfast first. Mr. Mo has told me that you must eat on time every day. Should we order takeout or ask aunt to come over and cook? Anyway, I can't cook. I'll cook it." I think you won’t be able to eat the food, Mrs. Mo.”
"Tell me the truth, no matter what happens, I should not be the one who is concealed." Ji Nuan stared at Feng Ling's back, her voice raised a little higher, and she didn't give her any chance to avoid it.
Feng Ling paused in his steps, and when he turned his eyes again, he looked at Ji Nuan: "Mrs. Mo, I believe Mr. Mo will definitely come back. All you have to do now is return to Haicheng safely."
"What happened to him?"
Hearing the words "I believe Mr. Mo will come back," Ji Nuan's heart sank instinctively.
Feng Ling would not say such words easily.
Knowing that Ji Nuan's inquisitive temper was revealed and he couldn't hide it, Feng Ling looked at her for a moment and said, "Mr. Mo flew to Cambodia a few days ago. There has been some unrest there recently, and there are still some people who were in the United States. The gangs involved in gangs are lurking nearby. Mr. Mo has currently cut off contact with our people, and his location and signal cannot be found. We only know that a group of border arms dealers also went there before the incident. No. I wonder if I have run into..."
Ji Nuan stared at Feng Ling calmly, looking at her for a long time before digesting her words and understanding them in her heart over and over again.
"A mafia-related gang that has caused trouble in the United States? Mo Jingshen is a member of the Mo family, with such a solid foundation. His entrepreneurial history has always been clean, and he does not need to be connected with the underworld at all to use it as a stepping stone. , What did he do in the United States before? How could he go to Cambodia so well? There are dangers everywhere, and there are landmines everywhere. The whole world knows this! What is he doing there? "
"Mrs. Mo is very sorry. This will have to wait until Mr. Mo comes back and he will answer you personally. It is not convenient for me to say too much." Feng Ling replied softly: "But please believe that Mr. Mo is indeed what you said. He has always been a dry person." He is clean, he does not have any black history, but some things in the United States many years ago were a bit complicated. Although he has not personally been involved in gangs, in the eyes of those gangs and competitors in the XI base, Mr. Mo's life is worth tens of billions. They won't kill him easily, but if they really set an ambush, they won't let him go easily... "
"So what you mean when you say he can't come back now...?"
Feng Ling paused and looked at her: "Mr. Mo is missing. People from the base have gone to the emergency search and rescue team. But no one knows what happened to Mr. Mo. He had already cut off the contact signal before the accident. …”
"What does this mean? It's impossible. He said he was just going abroad on a business trip." Ji Nuan suddenly turned around and went back to the bedroom, picked up her cell phone and called Mo Jingshen.
"Sorry, the number you dialed cannot be connected at the moment. Please call again later-"
Ji Nuan frowned slightly and continued to call Mo Jingshen's other numbers.
Work cell phone numbers, personal cell phone numbers, or infrequently used cell phone numbers are all typed.
Either it is turned off, it cannot be connected, or it is not in the service area.
Seeing that Ji Nuan was still on the phone, Feng Ling stepped forward and said, "Our people have already gone to find him. Mr. Mo will definitely come back safely. Mrs. Mo, let's go back to Haicheng first, and I'll accompany you back."
Ji Nuan tried hard to calm down and raised his eyes to look at her: "He said he asked me to wait for him to come back. He said he would pick me up after he returned to China. Mo Jingshen never breaks his promise. I will stay here and wait for him. He may be on the plane returning to China, or he may have landed at T city airport now, I will wait for him."
Feng Ling wanted to persuade her, but seeing that Ji Nuan was obviously restraining all his emotions, and knowing that he couldn't push her too hard at this time, he could only say, "Okay, let's wait, I'll accompany you." wait."
Ji Nuan stopped talking and sat on the sofa holding her cell phone while keeping her eyes on the door.
Half an hour later, there was sudden movement outside the door, and then the sound of the doorbell came. Ji Nuan stood up suddenly and walked quickly to the door. The moment she opened the door, her face lit up with joy. When she opened the door, she saw someone standing outside. The person is a very strange middle-aged man.
"Miss, this is the breakfast takeout you just ordered over the phone." The middle-aged man smiled politely at her and handed her two bags containing lunch boxes.
Ji Nuan's expression froze instantly.
Feng Ling walked out quickly, took the takeout, paid again, pulled Ji Nuan back to the door, and closed the door.
"This is the takeaway I just ordered. Mrs. Mo, you can wait here if you want, but you have to eat."
"I'm not hungry, you can eat." Ji Nuan walked back to the sofa and sat down.
"This is what Mr. Mo told me, you must have breakfast."
"I'm really not hungry..."
"Mrs. Mo, if Mr. Mo finds that you haven't eaten well when he comes back and fires me in anger, then I will be unemployed. You know, I have no plans to return to the United States. If I am unemployed, a woman in China will It may be difficult for bodyguards to find new jobs for a while.”