Chapter 4079 The Son, You Are Disliked by the Blind Dancer Again (151)

"Master, the person has been confirmed, it's Miss Su, please go back with us, otherwise, we won't be able to deal with the commander."

Eight men in plainclothes who had been following behind him to protect him surrounded him, ready to take him away forcibly.

Chu Yihan gritted his teeth, his eyes gloomy: "If I want to go back to you, I will never go back until I find her."

He still has to find out who killed her.

Even if she really... really suffered an accident, he would bring her corpse back to his hometown.

Several men looked at each other, knocked him out decisively, and then used stun medicine to ensure that he would not wake up halfway.

"Master Jenny, let's take the young master to go first, thank you for your care."

Jenny hurriedly waved: "No, you all go, I have to leave here immediately and go out to hide."

In this way, Chu Yihan only got a cracked pocket watch, and he was forcibly brought back to the country without understanding anything.

After returning to China, no matter how troublesome he made, Chu Dashuai refused to let him go.

Even if he absolutely eats, Marshal Chu will only call someone to give him an infusion, and he will never let him die again.

Later, Chu Yihan became seriously ill, and the high fever persisted for several days. Traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine invited many doctors to treat him, and he recovered slowly, but he lost a lot of weight, and even his chin was pointed.

After recovering from his illness, he was completely silent, his eyes were no longer shiny, his body was no longer the cynical ruffian he used to be, and he no longer went out to eat, drink and have fun, lingering in dance halls and casinos.

He is like a dying old man, sitting in Su Qiao's original house all day silently in a daze, or walking like a wandering soul in the streets and alleys they have been to in the past,

Sometimes they would sit in the corner of the cafe where they drank coffee for half a day, and sometimes they would go to the western restaurant they had been to for the first time, sitting in the original position silently staring at the medium-rare steak in a daze.

Days unknowingly, after two months, it will soon be New Year.

Haicheng, which had been in turmoil for a period of time, gradually became temporarily calm. People put on heavy padded coats or coats and began to buy New Year's goods to prepare for the New Year. People's faces were filled with anticipation and rare joy.

The bustling streets are still brightly lit everywhere, and Xian Yuefu, which has been taken over by foreigners, is still flashing with neon lights, staggered, and singing every night, but only a little less passion and a little fanaticism.

It's just because there is one less dazzling figure that looks like the sun.

Chu Hanyi, who knew the black coat, stood at the door and watched for a long time, and then passed by quietly, like a wandering soul.

"Chu Yihan."

In the midst of the noise, there was suddenly a sound, neither light nor heavy, but like a clear spring.

Chu Yihan thought for a while before realizing that someone was calling him.

He turned his head slowly, his eyes dead.

In the rotating and flashing neon lights, a pretty figure was standing there, with his hands in his pockets, his eyes bent, and he looked at him with a smile.

Su Qiao, who was elegantly dressed, brushed the short curly chestnut hair that fell to her ears, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "Would you like to go in and dance?"

Chu Yihan blinked his expressionless eyes, turned his head slowly, and continued to walk slowly.

He was dreaming again.

It's hard to tell the difference between reality and fantasy.

Su Qiao was stunned.

No way?

She just cut her hair short, and then painted her facial features a little more aggressively, so I can't see it?