Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

The man followed Ming Ansheng's footsteps while reporting to him.

"Ms. Su Shi didn't bring her cell phone when she left. She was wearing slippers on her feet. Yesterday afternoon, the monitoring system of the big A was maintained. No monitoring.

The man was talking, Ming Ansheng's cell phone suddenly rang.

He pulled it out and glanced at the caller ID, saying nothing.

He quickly answered and put it in his ear. "Yan San."

Ming Ansheng deliberately suppressed inner tension.

Yan Rusheng said, "Ming Ansheng, when I find Su Shi, Tang Feiling will end up like Wen Xinyi."

Hearing the words, Ming Ansheng immediately understood the meaning of words. In his eyes, there was a cold light, and the temperature in Kyoto seemed to drop by several degrees.

"I don't need you."

He answered coldly, and hung up.

Tang Feiling!

Ming Ansheng exuded a terrifying sorrow all over his body. The secretary walking around him and the man who had just come up to report to him had timidly distanced him from him.

"Someone can check, Tang Feiling's whereabouts yesterday." Ming Ansheng turned his head and ordered the man who reported to him to work.

Waiting for that person to respond, he thought of something, and then continued: "Bring me her bodyguard Chen Rong."

Long hair and waist, slim body ...

"Yes." The man answered.

...

On the high speed of the airport where the car was coming and going, the two cars met in the opposite direction and stopped.

The tall man got out of the black Mercedes-Benz car, glanced around, and then crossed the high speed to the silver-white large commercial car.

The man in the car had already come down to help him open the door.

There was a long-haired woman in the car, which was firmly controlled by the two men.

"I said, I still tortured the confession."

Ming An Sheng got into the car and looked at the woman coldly.

The woman's eyes flashed with panic, and she pretended to be calm, "Ming Ming, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Where is Su Shi?"

Su Shi has been missing for more than ten hours, and he doesn't have time to circle now.

The woman still pretended to be stupid, "I don't understand what Ming Ming is talking about."

But her eyes did not dare to see Ming Ansheng's face.

"Chen Rong, I'll let you know." Ming Ansheng reached out and held her long hair, forcing her to look at him with cold eyes, as if a sharp sword stabbed at each other, he gritted his teeth, "You and Zhang Mingchao bought a three-bedroom, two-living apartment in Chengnan, for six million."

"..." Chen Rong opened his eyes wide and looked at Ming Ansheng.

Very surprised and shocked.

Ming Ansheng sneered, "I admit that the son you gave privately was cute."

Chen Ronghua looked pale, her panic trembling, "Shao Ming ... I ... I ..."

"Where is Su Shi?" Ming Ansheng raised his voice again, and his face looked so eager to tear the woman in front of her.

Yes, when I thought of Xiao Xiao, he was suffering somewhere at this moment.

He wished to frustrate those who killed her.

Chen Rong's entire body was softened, and she stuttered, "Miss Su is in ... in the abandoned warehouse on Furong Lane, Miss An's house."

Before Chen Rong's words fell, Ming Ansheng had already jumped out of the car.

"Locked up."

His cold command sounded into the car.

The cry of Chen Rong came immediately behind him, "Ming Shao, I was confused for a moment, please let me and Zhang Mingchao go, please ..."

Let it go?