The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex

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It was a long night without sleep. Early the next morning, Ye Hao went to the downstairs hall, where he called Qin Xiaoyu, the servant most closely related to Yan Yanping.

Qin Xiaoyu looked at Ye Hao who looked very embarrassed and didn't rest well. He asked in confusion: "Mr. Ye, do you have anything to do with me?"

Ye Hao frowned, and he could clearly see that between his eyebrows and the unstoppable depression.

"Have she contacted you?" He asked in a deep voice.

Qin Xiaoyu froze a bit, but she immediately responded to who Ye Hao said in her mouth.

"No ..." She shook her head and said, "Since this week, Sister Yan hasn't responded to my message, and I can't get through to her phone."

Ye Hao's eyes sank. If his heart was poured with a basin of cold water, he did not expect that Yan Yan really did not contact anyone in the castle.

Doesn't she care about herself at all, not even Xixi? In her eyes, only her fate was her child.

"Mr. Ye ..." Qin Xiaoyu looked at Ye Hao's slightly angry eyes and could guess what he was thinking.

"You said." Ye Hao's tone was very low.

Qin Xiaoyu paused and said, "In fact, Sister Yan must be very reluctant to you and the little princess. She must be very sad now. And she went to the hospital to take care of the fate, just because she felt ashamed of the fate and couldn't watch him grow up. Take care. Mr. Ye, you have misunderstood Sister Yan, she cannot have feelings for his ex-husband. "

Qin Xiaoyu sighed helplessly. She really didn't want Sister Yan to leave. She also felt that Ye Hao had done too much and even hit a fate. It was a child.

Ye Hao clenched his fingers suddenly, listening to his words was very uncomfortable. He also hoped that this was the case, but all he saw was not the case.

He turned and walked to the door of the castle, then pulled out his cell phone and dialed a phone number he rarely made.

Soon the call went on, and the voice of a strange man came from inside.

"Hello, Mr. Ye." The other side's voice was warm.

Ye Hao frowned and said after a while: "Help me find out where my ex-wife He Xiyan lives now, with whom and with whom have I been in contact these days?"

He would have to see, where did she go. After such a week, she hadn't answered the phone, and even her daughter hadn't even heard what it meant.

"Okay. Mr. Ye, I'll give you information as soon as possible." At the other end of the phone, the man's voice was respectful.

Ye Hao hung up the phone, turned to the parking room, picked up the car, and went to the company. At this moment, only he knew in his heart that he was worried and uneasy.

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At the same time, in a high-tech building in the morning, the employees of the design department of Yi Mi gathered together in twos and threes. They all held their mobile phones, pointed at the screens of the phones, and talked to each other. News reports are also the latest news that a news client has just popped up.

Some of them just look at the excitement, after all, it's not about themselves, they are all gossip, and some are incredible.

He Xiyan arrived relatively late, because she didn't have a good rest, she looked very listless, and she was very distracted. She even pressed the wrong floor and went to the 69th floor. She looked like a soulless person.