Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

The person reported to him, following his footsteps.

“Miss Su Yue didn’t have her phone with her when she left. She was wearing slippers. A University’s surveillance system was under repair, so there were no footages. Third Young Master and Third Madam Yan have been searching for her the entire night, but still no news of her…”

Ming Ansheng’s phone suddenly rang.

He whipped it out and saw that Yan Rusheng was on the line.

He hurriedly picked up. “Third Yan.”

He intentionally restrained the nervousness bubbling within him.

Yan Rusheng said, “Ming Ansheng, when I find Su Yue, Tang Feiling will have the same fate as Wen Xinyi.”

Ming Ansheng immediately knew what he meant. A cold gleam flashed across his eyes and the temperature in the capital city seemed to lower down to a few degrees.

“I’ll see to it myself.”

He replied coldly, hanging up.

‘Tang Feiling!’

Ming Ansheng gave off a murderous aura. Even his secretary and the man who welcomed him, who flanked him on both sides, kept some distance away from him.

“Get someone to check Tang Feiling’s whereabouts the entire day yesterday.” Ming Ansheng turned his head and commanded the man who reported to him.

Without waiting for his reply, something crossed his mind. He continued, “Bring her bodyguard, Chen Rong to me.”

‘Long hair that reached her waist, slender figure…’

“Yes,” the man answered.

…

Both cars were driving in opposite directions on the expressway. They stopped when they met.

The tall man got off his black Mercedes, looking left and right before he ran to cross the expressway. He walked over to the silvery-white, large multi-purpose vehicle.

The people in the car had already alighted to help him open the car door.

A long-haired woman sat in the car, restrained by two men.

“Are you going to admit it yourself, or do I have to force it out of you?”

Ming Ansheng entered the car and said coolly to the woman.

Panic flashed across her eyes. She acted calm and said, “Young Master Ming, I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“Where is Su Yue?”

She had been missing for over ten hours. He didn’t have time for her to beat around the bush.

But the woman continued feigning innocence. “Young Master Ming, I don’t understand.”

She didn’t dare to look at him.

“Chen Rong, I’ll make you understand.” Ming Ansheng grabbed her long hair and forced her to look him in the eye.

His sharp gaze seemed to pierce through her. He gritted his teeth and said, “The three-room apartment you and Zhang Mingchao bought must’ve cost at least six million.”

Chen Rong’s eyes widened as she stared at him.

Full of shock and alarm.

Ming Ansheng smiled coldly. “I’ll admit, the son you both had, is quite cute.”

Chen Rong paled. Her voice was panicky and trembling. She stammered, “Young Master Ming… I… I…”

“Where is Su Yue?” Ming Ansheng raised his voice once again. He was about to rip this woman to shreds.

Yes, he couldn’t bear to think of how his little Yueyue could have been tormented and in pain at this moment.

He wanted those who hurt her to be burned into ashes.

Chen Rong went weak with fear. She stammered, “Miss Su is… in an abandoned warehouse along Furong street.”

Without waiting for her to finish, he had already hopped off the car.

“Hold her captive.”

He commanded.

Chen Rong immediately pleaded from behind him. “Young Master Ming, it was a moment of folly. Please let Zhang Mingchao and I off… Please…”

‘Let her off?’