Chapter 445: Who Can Save Her!
ng a cryptic smile. Her body moved subtly closer to Fu Mo.Fu Mo'han's entire attention was focused on Lin Jinran, and he didn't notice Zheng Mengyao's little movements.Lin Jinran, adorned with pearls...Having hung up Zhang Shao's call, Fu Mo寒 blacked his face and immediately dialed another number.
Soon, the phone buzzed with noise and Ji Yun Ting's cheerful voice, "Hello, who is this"
"Where's Lin Jin " Fu Mo's voice was cold, and he endured the deafening sound in his hand with forced patience.
"Oh, she's not here." Ji Yun Ting was obviously taken aback, then asked strangely, "What happened to Jin Ran Fu Mo Han, she's your wife, you..."
Ring ring ring
A ringing sound of a call ending echoed from his phone. Ji Yun Ting muttered under his breath, picked up his clothes, and greeted the business partner with an apology, "Excuse me, I have something to attend to, so I'll be leaving now."
Ignoring his business partner, he quickly left the bar. Once outside, he called Fu Mo'han again.
Fu Mochen saw that it was him, without the slightest hesitation, pressed reject, dragged to the blacklist, and began dialing Lin Jinran's phone.
The cell phone rang unanswered, and Jian Mei's brows furrowed even tighter. Fu Mo Han pulled out his phone and dialed the contact named "H".
Half a minute later, the phone connected. His face was grim as he commanded, "Find out where Lin Jinran's phone is. I need to know in fifteen minutes."
"No problem."
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Lin's stomach rumbled with hunger, his throat parched and cracking.
Being too famished, she had no strength left to knock on the door for help. She couldn't wait any longer; she had to rely on herself.
Crouching on the ground, he carefully groped around the room, hoping to find something that could be used as a weapon. He turned in a circle, and besides touching a few what seemed to be discarded chassis, he found nothing else.
She sat on the ground in despair, feeling utterly helpless.
Who can come and save her, who can save her!
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Eight minutes later, Fu Mo Han received the address provided by H, and his phone was set to DHS.
Fu Mo'han's dark eyes sank slightly, DHS.
Is she still working
It's impossible, if they're at work why wouldn't they answer the phone!
Putting down the important documents that needed his approval, Fu Mochen left the office with one hand on his phone.
On my way to DHS, I contacted the DHS leadership and arranged for the on-duty security guard to open the gate.
Thirty minutes later, Fu Mo'han arrived under the DHS building. Not only was there a security guard, but the manager was also eagerly awaiting his arrival.
Within sight, a Rolls-Royce. The manager hurried over, "Young Master Fu, the door is open. You're here late at night, do you need anything"
"Take me to the design department." Fu Mo coldly interrupted the leader's words, striding towards the building.
Soon, the manager brought Fu Mo'han to the design department. He glanced around the empty room, unconsciously frowning, and quickly pressed Lin Jinran's phone number.
"Mr. Fu, are you looking for something Just tell me and I'll help you find it."
"Shut up!" Fu Mo Han glared angrily at the incessant chatter of his leader, "Speak another word and get out!"
The manager pulled his neck back, closed his mouth, and said nothing.
With the manager's interruption, Fu Mo Han didn't hear anything, and couldn't help but wonder if H's investigation was accurate.
He pressed the call button again, held his breath, and strained to listen.
Buzz buzz buzz, buzz buzz buzz, buzz buzz buzz.
Very faint tremors resonated through the silent office, one after another.
"Don't move!" Commanding his manager behind him, Fu Mochen strode towards the office area, repeatedly dialing Lin Jinran's contact information and confirming her location.
A few minutes later, his eyes fell upon an unguarded server cabinet in the distance.against the shore. It was incredibly painful to hear.The night owl remained calm, not at all affected by Lin Shan'er's grief.What he had already decided in his heart would not change because of extern...