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

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The citizens of Haichuan County have been talking a lot.

"Have you ever seen it?" They asked each other's partners beside them.

It's just a pity that everyone shook their heads unanimously.

In the city, a man walked almost every street with a photo of He Xiyan.

For two full days, he ran through every store, every restaurant, every hotel and hotel in the city, just trying to find even a little clue.

But no, everyone shook his head and said he hadn't seen him.

"Mr. Mo, forget it. This county is all we can ask." His assistant sighed helplessly.

It's not the way to consume it. Besides, even the police can't find it, they are even more impossible.

Mo Yixuan closed his eyes slightly and sat on a rock by the sea. His face was grim and his eyes were crimson. He didn't know how many nights he couldn't sleep. He was in a bad mood now and was in a bad mood pole.

Since her clothes were found, he has come to this small county. He just wanted to find her and take her back.

A sea breeze blew through, and the sea water billowed with waves, beating against the reefs on the shore. Looking into the distance, the sky and the sea are bounded, boundless.

Mo Yixuan didn't answer the assistant's words, he just looked at the sea where there was no end.

"Water ... where there is water." His thin lips moved slightly, and there was something murmured in his mouth.

Soon his eyes were wet, and tears fell down his eyes.

"Mr. Mo ..." The assistant patted Mo Yixuan's shoulder, not understanding what he meant by water.

"She left ..." Mo Yixuan said again at this time, after his body was obviously trembling, even his lips were trembling, tears in his eyes shed.

"I'm sorry!" He said to himself, "I blame me, blame me. Sorry, Yan Yan ..."

Mo Yixuan kept saying that excuse me, the whole person fell into great grief. He covered his eyes with his hands, where there was a stream of tears, like a dyke.

The assistant on the side could only sit next to him, watching him look so sad, but could not do anything about it.

"Mr Mo, otherwise we should go back to the hotel first." He ripped his clothes and suggested. The sun is going down, and it will be dark after a while. They can't stay on the seashore all the time.

Mo Yixuan shook his head.

He looked extremely embarrassed in the sorrow of grief. He looked at the distant sea, and there was no hope in his eyes.

"I'll take you home." He muttered again, then turned to look at his assistant.

The assistant was frightened by his desperate eyes, and quickly reached out and tried to pull him up.

Mo Yixuan shook his head and refused. He said hoarsely:

"You go back first. I'm here to accompany her. Also, you can help me contact the two salvage vessels, it doesn't matter how much it costs."

The assistant froze, frowning as he couldn't understand.

"Rescue boat? President Mo, you are going to ..."

He asked puzzled, eyes wide. Because I don't know what to do.

Mo Yixuan woke up his nose. He could not see a trace of blood on his pale face, and his eyes were dark for a while, without color. After a while he said four words very heavily:

"Rescue the bones."

After that, he coughed violently, like a sickly patient.