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[69 Book Bar - www.] Chang Mo originally called Zhan Aofan and came here just for the development of a piece of land in City A. He was new to the real estate business and was always a little unfamiliar. He asked the leader of the real estate industry in City A. Both of them were familiar with it.

He was a smart man and a good brother who had known each other for many years. They were silent for only a moment and then started talking about business. By the time they finished talking, it was already ten o'clock sharp.

"Go back and rest early. When things are done, I will treat you well." Chang Moxi said goodbye to each other and joked.

"No need to ask, I'll take half of the points you earn." The other party also joked back, taking off his cold arrogance, revealing a bit of laughter and authenticity that can only be seen in front of brothers who grew up together.

"No problem, it's necessary." Chang Mo responded.

Zhan Aofan strode towards the door. The moment his hand touched the handle, his steps stopped.

"Is she... okay?"

Chang Mo was startled, and then he understood who the "she" he was referring to was. He was silent for a moment, and then replied: "Tonight is the first time I have seen her since five years ago." Good or bad,

He had to check it slowly.

Looking at the motionless figure at the door, Chang Mo thought for a moment before speaking: "Ao Fan, An An... is the girl Yan Xuan is looking for."

Hearing this, the figure at the door stiffened and stepped away without speaking again.

The door was closed from the outside, with a gentle collision, and the room instantly became quiet.

Although he had retired from the army long ago, his many years in the army made his already tall figure look even more upright. He slowly turned around and looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows at the neon lights and busy streets outside, as well as Chang Mo's lips.

The corner curved slightly, a bit trance-like, a bit lost.

Aofan, I'm afraid even you yourself don't know that you are a little too aggressive tonight. How can you be that cold-faced fox who always has a plan in the mall?

When the phone rang, Chang Mo took it out of his pocket, looked at the caller ID, and put it to his ear.

"Master." A respectful and deep male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Well, how is the investigation?" Chang Mo responded in a low voice, but his tone was serious.

"Back to Master, the private investigators didn't get any information. All they could find was that Miss Mu returned to City A two months ago."

Frowning slightly, Chang Mo's voice became a little deeper: "Continue checking, I want An An's address."

"Yes, Master." The person over there replied.

I put down the phone and sighed in my heart. I should be happy after all. I finally found that little girl, but when I think of that slender figure and the pear-shaped face, my heart always tightens and plays with it.

On the cell phone, my fingertips rested on the column of Aunt Mu's name in the phone book. I was almost about to dial it out, but suddenly I remembered the resisting and forbearing plea. I took a deep breath and threw the cell phone back on the desk.

, my thoughts suddenly suddenly...

I remember that An An moved to the villa area where they lived when she was six years old. The people who lived in that community were either rich or noble. Perhaps the powerful families had stricter requirements for their children, especially girls, who hardly played with them.

The people who were together were either being ordered by their families to learn the piano or paint, and the people who hung out together all day long were all a bunch of gangsters.

Until An An's arrival...

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