It's not like Jiang Yue hasn't thought about this.
It's useless to go to Mr. Jiang to make trouble. He probably knows what means were used.
The key is to find people.
Jiang Yue became more anxious and confused, so he ran to Gu Zhiyin to find someone.
On the other hand, I also want him to help with ideas.
Gu Zhiyin glanced at Song Heng and said, "Go help Mr. Jiang find someone."
Song Heng stood still, and Gu Zhiyin clicked his tongue, "What, do you still hold grudges?"
"You made this family miserable. Mr. Jiang was furious. You contributed to Yang Fan's disappearance. Hurry up and help find him."
Gu Zhiyin pretended to teach him a lesson and start being a good person.
There was no emotion on Song Heng's face. He stood unmoved for a while, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes."
He nodded slightly, took his cell phone and went out.
Gu Zhiyin stood up, took a bottle of good wine from the wine cabinet, walked over, and snatched the cigarette from Jiang Yue's hand, "Okay, don't look so bitter and grudgeful."
As he spoke, he put a good cigarette in his mouth and lit it for him himself.
Jiang Yue looked up at him, raised his hand to block the fire and lit his cigarette. After taking a puff, he said, "I know you won't help people for no reason. Tell me what you want to do."
"Huanhuan's first birthday is coming soon, and I want everyone in the city to celebrate her birthday."
"Is it so grand?"
Gu Zhiyin hummed, "My daughter must be the center of attention."
"What are you going to do?"
"You go contact the Electric Power Bureau. On the night of Huanhuan's birthday, I want the lights in the whole city to shine for her."
Gu Zhiyin narrowed his eyes, his expression of endearment and admiration could not be concealed. Jiang Yue looked at him speechlessly.
"By the way." Gu Zhiyin flicked the ashes from his cigarette, "Help me get a plane and celebrate her birthday on the plane. This way we can easily see the sea of lights all over the city."
"..." Jiang Yue no longer knew what to say.
"Damn it, I'm still thinking about finding someone, and you're here with a happy face planning how to celebrate your daughter's birthday."
Gu Zhiyin glanced at him, "Why are you so anxious? People will always find you, can you still disappear out of thin air?"
Jiang Yue chewed on his cigarette and pulled out two handfuls of hair in frustration, "What to do? I want to get married, and it's useless for me to think about it alone."
Gu Zhiyin blew out smoke rings slowly and smiled secretly, "Don't worry, now is not the time. The boat will straighten out when it reaches the bridge."
…
Song Heng was very efficient and found Yang Fan's whereabouts in just half a day.
Yang Fan moved his mother to a small city. His mother was in poor health. Lancheng had a pleasant climate and was suitable for physical and mental cultivation.
In the past two days, his mother had a severe cough and some lung infection. Yang Fan admitted her to the hospital.
Yang Fan took care of his mother to sleep and tucked her in. Just as he sat down on the chair next to the bed, the door of the ward opened with a bang.
A figure paused at the door and strode in.
Yang Fan turned his back to the door and heard clear footsteps approaching him. His heart beat inexplicably faster. He raised his head and saw Jiang Yue standing condescendingly in front of him, his angular face as gloomy as water.
Yang Fan's back stiffened and he opened his mouth. When he saw Jiang Yue's red eyes, his voice was choked in his throat.
Jiang Yue stared at him, his chest rising and falling violently. Yang Fan looked up at him, afraid that he would do something, and twitched his lower lip softly, "My mother just went to bed."
Jiang Yue glanced at the woman on the bed, took a deep breath, grabbed Yang Fan's hand, pulled him up from the chair, and dragged him out of the ward.
Yang Fan couldn't hold him back, so he hurriedly closed the door and stumbled to the corridor. He was pushed hard by Jiang Yue. Yang Fan's back hit the wall, and then Jiang Yue's tall figure was pressed against the wall.
"Play with me and disappear, eh?" Jiang Yue pinched his chin angrily, and couldn't help but exert force with his fingers, "Do you know how long I've been looking for you? I'm almost going crazy!"
He turned the capital upside down, but this damn boy is hiding here!
Yang Fan turned his face away, avoiding his touch, lowering his eyes and staring at the ground, and said indifferently, "I sent you a text message, and I made it clear in the text message."
"Who the hell told you clearly! Did I agree?"
Jiang Yue roared angrily, and the doctors, patients, and family members in the corridor couldn't help but look over.
"Mr. Jiang, could you please lower your voice? Do you want everyone to know about our abnormal relationship?" Yang Fan turned around and stared at him with red eyes.
Jiang Yue's breath froze and he wanted to touch his head, but he avoided it.
Jiang Yue's palm froze in mid-air. Seeing his avoidance of suspicion, he was stabbed in the chest. His face suddenly became angry, and he held his face hard, "Hide from your mother, I can't wait to tell the whole world!"
After Jiang Yue finished speaking, he lowered his head and got close to Yang Fan's face. Yang Fan thought this lunatic was going to kiss him, so he pushed away hard.
"That's enough, Jiang Yue, can you please stop going crazy here? Your dad has already looked for me!"
Jiang Yue stumbled back after being pushed by him. He had not eaten, drank or slept for several days and was very dizzy. He shook his head before he realized what he was doing and looked at him sharply and in disbelief.
Yang Fan's eyes were red and his face was pale, "His father warned me to make me disappear, disappear from your eyes."
Jiang Yue saw him like this, his heart softened, and he pulled his lips and said, "I know he has been looking for you, and I can probably guess what he said. That's the only way to drive people away. I used to let a gangster leave my cousin. Those are the same words, why do you take these words to heart?"
"He is your father. If you have the confidence, you can ignore it, but I can't..." Yang Fan clenched his fists and lowered his head helplessly, "I don't know, it turns out that your family has such a strong background, and your father is such a big official. Power."
"That's because you didn't pay attention to me at all."
Jiang Yue knew Mr. Jiang's character best and knew that he must have been wronged.
Jiang Yue took a deep breath, emptied all the resentment stored in his heart, and looked at him softly, "Silly boy."
He wanted to press the person into his arms, but knowing that Yang Fan wouldn't let him touch him, he raised his hand without going to Yang Fan, and instead supported it on the wall behind Yang Fan.
"What are you afraid of? Don't you still have me?"
Yang Fan raised his head and looked into his dark and domineering eyes.
"It doesn't matter if my dad doesn't agree. It doesn't matter if the world doesn't allow it. As long as you say a word, God and I can go against it."
"But only if you stay firmly by my side can I have such confidence and courage."
Jiang Yue quietly held Yang Fan's hand, but his eyes did not blink, looking at Yang Fan steadily, as if he wanted to look into his eyes.
Yang Fan was suffocated by the intense affection in his eyes. He lowered his eyes and looked at their intertwined fingers.
Speaking of which, this was the first time I held hands with him.
Yang Fan had strange emotions rolling in his heart, but in the next second, he suppressed them severely.
He raised his head and said expressionlessly, "Jiang Yue, I took your father's money."
Jiang Yue was startled, "What did you say?!"
Yang Fan said coldly and cruelly, "Your father gave me 10 million, which is a bit too much in terms of the physical and mental losses I suffered when you forced me to do so, but my parents are divorced, my mother is seriously ill, and the family has no money." To treat her, she was expelled from the capital by your family. She also needs money to settle here, so..."
