The Billionaire's New Wife in Chief-Chapter 263 - 158: Does Xi Mohan Like Ning Wan? _2

Because the incident happened so suddenly, the assistant also realized that he couldn’t handle it and only then did he make the call to Lu Jingchen.

The man’s thin lips were tightly pursed, just as the assistant was about to feel overwhelmed, that deep and pleasant voice sounded, "Call Bo Leshen, tell him I have a project he should discuss with him,"

The assistant didn’t immediately grasp what Lu Jingchen had said, slightly perplexed, he asked, "President, do you mean Bo Leshen from Bo Group?"

Lu Jingchen gave him a dismissive glance, as if looking at an idiot, and said indifferently, "What else do you think?"

Hearing this tone from his boss, the assistant shivered and quickly responded, "Yes, President, I’ll go make the call right now."

Boss’s expression was truly terrifying.

Once the assistant left, Lu Jingchen turned around with an ugly look on his face, standing there and glanced at the skyscrapers outside, not far from him was a floor-to-ceiling window. Since their office building was also one of the taller ones in An City, only the rooftops of some buildings were visible. He stood there for a few minutes, thinking about many things, including the peculiarities of this incident, then he directly walked into his office. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

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In the president’s office of Xi Group, Xi Mohan sat in the leather executive chair, the large office was deathly quiet, only the sounds of him flipping through documents and typing on the keyboard were audible, constantly exuding a sense of loneliness.

Stopping his movements, the man put down his pen, his gaze landing on the mobile phone beside him. Unlocking it, he looked at a photo. The girl in the photo wore a school uniform, smiling brilliantly, her innocent face appearing completely carefree and radiant in front of the camera. If Song Qiao were here, she would recognize at a glance, that this was... a photo of Ning Wan during her school days.

Xi Mohan’s gaze darkened as he looked at the photo, his thumb caressing the girl’s face in the picture, his jaw tightly clenched.

In his phone, this was the only photo of Ning Wan, the only one.

The knock on the door rang out, the man quickly turned off his phone screen, put it down, and his expression turned cold, uttering two words, "Come in."

The office door opened and the secretary walked in, looking somewhat flustered, she immediately spoke up, "President, we have located Miss Ning’s whereabouts."

Upon hearing this, Xi Mohan’s expression changed, he stood up abruptly, a reaction that almost seemed to come from his subconscious, possibly even unnoted by himself, his voice hoarse, "You found her?"

No one noticed, at that moment, his hand clenched tightly on the edge of the desk, his knuckles somewhat white, even his words carried a sense of strain.

The secretary hesitated, then quickly added, "We didn’t find Miss Ning specifically, but the owner of a small inn told us that last week, someone who looked very much like Miss Ning stayed at his inn for two days. We showed him her photo for identification, and it has been confirmed as Miss Ning."

"Where is this person?"

"In the first-floor guest room..."

The secretary had barely finished speaking when the man had already grabbed his mobile phone and swiftly walked towards the door.

Secretary, "..." President, I think I still had something else to say.

But seeing Xi Mohan’s retreating figure, the secretary did not linger, instead, hurriedly followed him.

In the guest room on the first floor, a middle-aged man of about fifty sat there looking somewhat nervous. The receptionist brought him a glass of water, and he nervously thanked her, quickly gulping down the water, his nervousness in such a setting clearly visible.

As Xi Mohan walked into the guest room, the atmosphere inside changed significantly. Seeing Xi Mohan, the receptionist promptly and respectfully called out, "President."

The man, however, did not look at her, simply stating indifferently, "Leave."

The receptionist’s face slightly changed, a hurt expression on her delicate face. The secretary who came down with Xi Mohan, seeing the receptionist’s expression, knew exactly what was going through her mind and couldn’t help but sigh.