Rebirth of the Ultimate Lolita

"Okay, tell me, let me listen, wife~~ What do you think the reason for our separation for so many years is? If you go to take care of business now, wouldn't everything we do be in vain?" Cheng Jiaxuan said this time

The tone is like educating a child. Just read the novel

Xu Ying has a bad temper towards others, but to be honest, she can't really get angry with Cheng Jiaxuan. The relationship between them is no longer an ordinary couple...it's more about the soul.

"Okay, don't be poor, I didn't say I wanted to go~" Xu Ying patted Cheng Jiaxuan who was leaning on her shoulder.

"Gentlemen and ladies..." The flight attendant on the plane had already started playing the announcement of arrival in the Netherlands. Xu Ying also packed up and prepared to get off the plane.

Cheng Jiaxuan took all the things, held Xu Ying's hand and said: "You wait here, I will wait for the luggage to go through customs~ You sit back first!" [

Xu Ying nodded. Cheng Jiaxuan always took care of her no matter what he did since they were together. Sometimes she would ask, is he the young master? But since Cheng Jiaxuan told her about his training on the desert island, Xu Ying

Ying knew that her husband was more than just a young master on the surface.

There are a lot of people coming and going at the airport, especially at Seafort Airport, where you can see people of different skin colors from various countries shuttling through the airport.

"Hello, are you Xu Ying?"

Xu Ying looked up and saw a young woman, but in her mind she didn't recognize her...

Xu Ying nodded. Just as she was about to ask who the other party was, the woman took out a white handkerchief from her bag and placed it under Xu Ying's nose.

Xu Ying struggled desperately. Now she regretted not following Cheng Jiaxuan. She could see the back of Cheng Jiaxuan's white T-shirt at the luggage area, but she couldn't shout... Slowly, she fell into darkness...

…

The woman led Xu Ying out of the airport lobby quickly and got into a black car.

By the time Cheng Jiaxuan finished picking up his luggage and came out, Xu Ying was already gone.

The phone was not working... went to the toilet? Cheng Jiaxuan waited at the airport for more than ten minutes and finally felt that something had happened to Xiaoying.

"Jack, help me check Xiaoying's whereabouts right now. Yes, we are in Amsterdam!"

"Ouyang, something happened to Xiaoying!"

…

After making a few phone calls, Cheng Jiaxuan left the scene directly. At this moment, he could conclude that his wife would definitely not be there anymore.

In just ten minutes, Xiaoying was kidnapped right under his nose?

Cheng Jiaxuan wanted to kill himself.

One day and one night, there was no news, and the world seemed to be doomed. Cheng Jiaxuan's inner panic was growing. The nightmare he had when he was a child kept flashing before his eyes. He was afraid that his little Ying would never be seen again.

"Axuan, what's going on?" Ouyang had already rushed from UK to Cheng Jiaxuan's villa in Amsterdam the next day.

Cheng Jiaxuan told everything that happened, but in fact he didn't know what happened.

"Is it Cheng Jiahao?" Ouyang Yuxuan asked.[

Cheng Jiaxuan shook his head: "I have sent someone to watch him a long time ago. I also confirmed it before getting on the plane yesterday. It can't be him!"

In the past few years, Xu Ying has gone to school in a low-key manner. Things in the shopping mall have been handled secretly, or Ouyang Yuxuan has handled it on her behalf. Logically speaking, it is impossible to offend anyone and chase them to the Netherlands...

Su Na's eyes suddenly flashed, "I'm going to make a call..."

Ouyang Yuxuan didn't think much about it. He just thought that Su Na might want to use the Su family's power in the Netherlands, so he didn't say much.

When Su Na went out, Ouyang Yuxuan comforted her: "It's okay, Ah Xuan. Xiaoying is so lucky, she must be fine!"

"No, she was kidnapped right under my nose...I..." Cheng Jiaxuan held his head and pulled his hair fiercely, wishing to kill himself.