Rebirth of the Famous Wife: Li Shao and the Thief

Thinking of this, Mei Ye suddenly smiled deeply.

It seems that the man named Baicheng is about to get into trouble.

Once he angers Mingye and Meiye at the same time, it is equivalent to angering two huge organizations. If the arms tycoon and the empire organization join forces, then the consequences will not be a dungeon boss in this area of ​​Baicheng. I can bear it.

Of course, Tang Zhen didn't know what Mei Ye was thinking.

At this moment, he only had his daughter's safety in his heart. As for the relationship between Tang Nuan's painting and these organizations, Tang Zhen didn't know, nor did he want to know.

As long as his precious daughter is safe and sound this time, Tang Zhen will not hesitate even if he tries his best.

"By the way, brother, can you lend me your cell phone again? I'll make a call."

Suddenly, Tang Zhen asked as if thinking of something.

Hearing this, Mei Ye gave her subordinate a look, and immediately handed her mobile phone to Tang Zhen.

"Thank you."

Tang Zhen thanked him softly, and then dialed a number with this phone.

At the same time, on the international flight from China to Country S, Li Jingyi's pocket suddenly shook.

Taking out his mobile phone, Li Jingyi found that it was an unfamiliar call, and the number had a very long prefix, which was obviously a transoceanic call.

Looking at this string of numbers hesitantly, Li Jingyi didn't know what he was thinking, and then slid to answer.

"Hello?" The low, male magnetic voice passed immediately.

On the other end, when Tang Zhen heard Li Jingyi's voice, he suddenly said with excitement, "My child, I can be regarded as contacting you!"

"you are?"

When Li Jingyi heard Tang Zhen's voice, he squinted his eyes so familiarly, then he suddenly remembered the owner of the voice and immediately asked, "Dad?"

"It's me, it's me!" Tang Zhen hadn't heard Li Jingyi's voice for a long time, and now he finally contacted him again, he almost cried with joy.

But Tang Zhen knew clearly that it was not the time to be happy, because his daughter still didn't know whether it was alive or dead.

At this moment, I contacted Li Jingyi, Tang Zhen was only to tell Li Jingyi about the current situation of Tang Nuan's painting.

So Tang Zhen then had a confession, telling a long story about his experience these days and the current situation of Tang Nuan painting.

"Child, I am sorry for you and the painting..."

After finishing talking, Tang Zhen apologized to Li Jingyi very regretfully, "If it weren't for the restlessness of my age, you and Hua'er would not be forced to cancel the wedding, and things would not have progressed to where it is today. Up."

"After all, I blame my father for not being responsible for this matter, but Jing Yi, you must promise me, in any case you must believe in the painting, she definitely does not really want to separate from you."

"The reason why she reluctantly canceled the wedding was because she was forced to be helpless!"

Finally, Tang Zhen said what he wanted to say most these days.

He could finally give Tang Nuanhua and Li Jingyi the truth, but he was very scared again, and it was too late to clarify all this.

If the truth of the matter is finally revealed, everything will get better and better, but Tang Nuan's painting died at a critical time, Tang Zhen will definitely hate himself for the rest of his life.

This girl grew up under his eyelids. Tang Zhen has always regarded this baby girl as a treasure. She was afraid of turning it in her mouth, and she was afraid of breaking it in her hand.

But if this precious girl sacrificed her precious youth in order to redeem herself, a large old father, Tang Zhen would never forgive herself...

"Dad, don't say that."

At this moment, Li Jingyi listened to Tang Zhen's sigh on the phone, knowing that he was not feeling well as a father, so he calmed down.

"You are not to blame for this matter. You are also a victim. Even if something unexpected happened to Nuanhua, it is not your fault."

"And don't worry, I'm on my way to country S now, and the plane will land in two minutes. After the phone hangs up, please report me the location, and I will come over immediately."

After Tang Zhen heard this, he was shocked, "Are you on the way here?"

"Yes."

In fact, just yesterday when Zhao Ruhong went to Tang's house to make a fuss, Li Jingyi had already guessed the entanglement that had occurred.

Tang Nuan's temperament, Li Jingyi, couldn't be more clear. He knew that no matter how willful she was, she couldn't disappear without saying a word.

What's more, this time, I still took my father together, and there was no news for half a month.

The facts were almost the same as Li Jingyi thought.

Tang Nuan's paintings did encounter very difficult things abroad, and she couldn't get out of it at all, and through Tang Zhen's description just now, her current situation should be very dangerous.

Li Jingyi felt very uneasy when he thought that the safety of Tang Nuan's painting was threatened.

But he forced himself to calm down, because nervousness didn't help.

While calming down, Li Jingyi still made up his mind silently.

This time, he must find Tang Nuan painting, and then he will not let her escape again.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Zhen immediately followed Li Jingyi's instructions and sent the address of the fighting bureau.

Li Jingyi got off the plane and sent the car to the destination at full speed.

Ten minutes later, a fighting game.

Tang Zhen, Mei Ye and others arrived here first, and then went to the inside of the fighting bureau in a swarm.

But when they arrived at the scene, everything was calm.

If it weren't for the chaos after a chaotic battle, and there were obviously uncleaned blood stains on the ground, no one would believe that there had just been a fierce gun battle.

But now, the shootout is clearly over.

In addition to looking at the empty scene, Tang Zhen and Mei Ye suddenly felt their hearts sink severely.

Especially Tang Zhen, he had tried his best to rush over at the fastest speed, but he didn't expect everything to be too late.

"Painting... my painting..."

Looking blankly at the scene after the chaos, Tang Zhen felt that his soul had been taken away in half.

Suddenly, as if he couldn't stand the blow, he crouched on the ground with his head in his arms and cried sadly.

While crying, the old voice whimpered, "Painting, all my dad is not good, I blame me for being late... It's your dad who hurt you, it's your dad who hurt you!"

The cry was very pitiful, and for a while, the people watching next to him became a little unbearable.

Even a cold person like Mei Ye couldn't bear it, so he could only comfort him softly, "Uncle, don't cry in a hurry, the girl in Tang Nuan's painting is very clever, maybe it's all right?"