The Young Master's Escaping Bride Who Lost Memories-Chapter 912 - 932: Almost Lost Control 1

"The day after the lady left, a fierce gunfight broke out at Melbourne airport. Both sides suffered heavy casualties. The official preliminary statement is religious retaliation... The specifics haven’t been disclosed yet..."

Nangong Yaoling’s pupils instantly tightened.

A glimmer flashed in his blue eyes on his strikingly beautiful face.

"Damn it, why didn’t you tell me sooner!"

"I... I suspected it, but thought it was somewhat impossible, so..."

"Any piece of favorable evidence cannot be abandoned! Go find someone to investigate the surveillance from that day! I need it now!"

"Yes... I will contact the staff at Melbourne airport immediately." Qin Yi said eagerly, quickly.

"Wait!"

Qin Yi had just turned around when he was called back.

"What was the casualty situation that day?" Nangong Yaoling suddenly asked with some tension.

If Xiaonuan really went to Melbourne, could she have been injured? She’s still pregnant!

"According to official reports, there are over twenty bodies now, three of them foreign travelers; the others are some sect members, but so far no Chinese have been found among the casualties." Qin Yi said respectfully.

Nangong Yaoling breathed a sigh of relief.

He waved his hand: "Go ahead."

"Yes, Young Master!" Qin Yi finished speaking and quickly left.

Nangong Yaoling sat in front of the sofa, reached out to rub his brow, and picked up a cigarette from the table, lighting it with a lighter.

The ashtray beside him was already piled high with cigarette butts, and in the usually pristine villa, the air was thick with smoke these days.

Previously, with Xia Xiaonuan at home, he restrained himself from smoking much because he knew she didn’t like it.

But now... this home, without Xiaonuan, everything seems empty.

Just like his heart, it feels as if it’s been hollowed out.

As if only the smoke could fill the void inside him.

Currently, his biggest concern is Xiaonuan’s safety. As long as she’s safe, he’ll be at ease.

Xiaonuan, you must wait for me.

Wait for me to find you and tell you about my inner guilt.

Nangong Yaoling leaned back on the sofa, amidst the smoke, his handsome face appeared a bit indistinct, he slightly closed his eyes, imagining Xiaonuan returning to his side, and his lips lifted uncontrollably.

Yet, a few seconds later, he slowly opened his eyes, and his brow furrowed again.

The stunningly beautiful visage was more haggard than ever, while his dark eyes seemed shrouded in mist.

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A white suitcase was placed in front of Xia Xiaonuan.

She promptly opened it and rummaged through it.

Everything was there... except... the phone in her jacket was inexplicably missing!

"Where’s my phone?" Xia Xiaonuan asked the servant in front of her with a frown.

The servant shook his head: "Sorry, Miss Xia, this is how the luggage was when it was handed over to me..."

Xia Xiaonuan bit her lip: "I understand, you may leave."

"Yes."

The servant bowed respectfully and turned to leave.

Xia Xiaonuan sat on the small bed, biting her lower lip.

The phone must have been taken by Situ Yan, it seems that Situ Yan has already taken precautions against her.

However... luckily, her money and bank cards were still there.

As long as she has money, she should be able to do anything, right?

Xia Xiaonuan’s lips curved slightly.

In the evening, Xia Xiaonuan was lying on the bed asleep, suddenly feeling a prickly itch on her lips.

A warm breath sprayed on her nose, with a faint familiar scent lingering around her.