Chapter 300 Mommy, Xiaobao is gone!

  Sports cars with excellent performance, in the dark, only a slight distance away, constantly passing by, no one is the same.

  Even in the night, you can vaguely see the sparks of the metal collision of the car, which is thrilling and exciting.

  People who see it probably won’t suspect that their car windows will be lowered in the next second, and they will point their guns at each other.

  One black and one red, in the dark night, it seems to be fighting with death.

   The move is fatal.

   Until returning to the main road, the speed of the two cars did not stop.

  If it wasn’t early in the morning, it might cause the police to chase you on the main road, as well as the sound of panic.

   It wasn't until they were at the intersection that the two sports cars slowed down. The windows hadn't been lowered, and no one could see each other, but with the dark windows, they could still feel the fierceness in each other's eyes.

   Then, the car sped away in a different direction.

  The entire Jiangcheng seemed to have completely quieted down.

  …

   Wen's mansion.

  Wen Jin returned to Wen's house, it was already 3:40 in the morning.

  When the bodyguard at the door saw Wen Jin, he was stunned for a moment, but soon greeted him respectfully. Wen Jin nodded and walked towards the mansion with a frosty expression.

   But when entering the mansion, Wen Jin had already hidden his emotions well.

   Just like the habit of many years, after Wen Jin came back, he always went to Wen Zhanyan's room to have a look.

   As a result, the moment Wen Jin entered the door, Wen Zhanyan seemed to have been awakened, and looked at Wen Jin with a faint peripheral light in his dark eyes.

  The voice seemed much older: "Daddy, are you back?"

  Wen Jin was silent for a while, and then hummed, not denying Wen Zhanyan's guess.

  Wen Zhan said oh, and said in a neutral tone: "Is this driven back by Mommy?"

  Which pot does not open and which pot is lifted, where Wen Jin is not happy, Wen Zhanyan stepped on Wen Jin's sore spot.

  Wen Jin's expression changed, but looking at Wen Zhanyan again, this is his own son, and Wen Jin can't mess with Wen Zhanyan.

  Wen Zhanyan didn't feel that there was anything wrong with him at all, and looked at Wen Jin expressionlessly.

   Then, it was Wen Zhanyan who took the initiative to break the silence: "So, what does Daddy think?"

Those beautiful big eyes, before, everyone thought they looked like Wen Jin, but Wen Jin knew very well that those eyes were like Yu Anwan's. Yu Anwan's three children all had the same eyes and inherited them from Yu Anwan. .

  No matter who the father of the child is, he is not flattering at all.

  This dog woman really took advantage of her.

  In such thoughts, Wen Jin came back to his senses, and when he looked at Wen Zhanyan again, Wen Jin sneered: "Don't mention anything related to Yu Anwan in the future."

   These words clearly told Wen Zhanyan that they had no chance.

  Wen Zhanyan already knew about Xiaobao, so he was quiet for a while, but Wen Zhanyan didn't speak.

   It seems that he doesn't even have the idea of ​​stimulating Wen Jin.

  Father and son who have been with Wen Jin for many years, Wen Zhanyan more or less knows that this time Wen Jin is determined not to get entangled with Yu Anwan anymore, but it seems that in such a tone—

   Feeling somewhat reluctant?

so?

  Wen Zhanyan was calm on the surface.

  Wen Jin had already ended the conversation: "Go to bed, it's late."

  Wen Zhanyan said oh, Wen Jin ignored Wen Zhanyan, turned around and walked towards the door of the master bedroom. Suddenly, Wen Zhanyan said, "Daddy."

  Wen Jin frowned, but still turned to look at Wen Zhanyan: "Say."

   "Is there really no room for maneuver between you and Mommy?" Wen Zhanyan asked again.

   These words made Wen Jin, who had already put his hand on the doorknob, quiet for a while, but in the end, Wen Jin didn't speak.

  Wen Zhanyan clicked his tongue twice in his heart. Originally, he wanted to remind Wen Jin of Yu Xiaobao's identity, but now, Wen Zhanyan didn't intend to say it.

  Duplicate man.

  Thinking, Wen Zhanyan sighed.

  It is more heartless than unfeeling. Women must be more ruthless and ungrateful than men these days.

   It's like his own mother.

  Wen Jin had already walked out, Wen Zhanyan didn't say anything, when watching Wen Jin leave, he quickly picked up his mobile phone and found the four hidden groups of people in WeChat.

  Wen Zhanyan: [I think there is a play. Otherwise try again. 】

   Early in the morning, no reply.

  Wen Zhanyan didn't mind, he put his phone on the bedside, and then calmly went back to sleep.

  …

   A few days later.

  As the winner, Yu Anwan has already signed a production line contract with Wen's. Now this production line is used by Yu Anwan. Yu Anwan deployed a professional team as quickly as possible to put the perfume line into operation.

  The production line is in the factory. Naturally, the factory cannot be in the center of Jiangcheng City, but in a suburban county. There is a huge factory building here.

   During this period of time, Yu Anwan has been spending time here.

   Also largely avoided contact with Wenjin.

   After all, Wen Jin is the high-ranking president, when did he need to condescend to work in the factory.

But even so, Yu Anwan still met Wenjin three or four times in these three or four days in a weird way. There were various situations, such as meetings, Wenjin inspecting the production line, and even being asked by Xiaobao to go to him. When buying toys, you can also meet Wen Jin in the mall.

   After a long time, Yu Anwan felt that this was a bad fate, and that's why she saw Wen Jin so frequently.

   But the two can turn a blind eye.

  Yu Anwan didn't mean to say hello, and Wen Jin didn't mean to pay attention either.

  The two of them were sweet and greasy a few days ago, but now they are so indifferent, even their eyes have never met.

   It's like being a stranger.

  Yu Anwan scoffed, a little stunned.

  In addition, because of the biochemical pregnancy these days, Yu Anwan's aunt is not normal. Compared with the usual, not to mention the large amount, Yu Anwan who is still tossing every day is terribly uncomfortable.

  So Yu Anwan didn't intend to argue with Wen Jin either.

   That's exhausting.

   Just as Yu Anwan sat down to drink, suddenly Yu Anwan's phone vibrated.

  She lowered her head and glanced, it was Yu Dabao's phone.

   You know, Dabao has matured precociously since he was a child, and he would never take the initiative to call Yu Anwan under normal circumstances, which is completely different from the way Yu Xiaobao pesters Yu Anwan.

  So Yu Anwan quickly picked it up and asked directly: "Dabao, what's wrong?"

   "Mommy, Xiaobao is gone." Yu Dabao's voice became hurried and panicked, completely different from his usual calmness.

  After saying this, Yu Anwan's face turned cold, and she stood up immediately: "What did you say? Why did Xiaobao disappear? Isn't Xiaobao with you?"

   "I was still with me last second, but when I turned around, I couldn't see Xiaobao. I thought she was playful, but now I find out that she is not. Her mobile phone is still there, and I can no longer be contacted."

  Yu Dabao said quickly: "I also checked the nearby videos, and Xiaobao's location happened to be in a blind spot, so I couldn't find anything."

   Really panicked.

  (end of this chapter)