Chapter 661: The Bo Family's Little Girl is Missing

He had always adored Qianqian, and there was indeed such a thing as a telepathic connection between people.

Bo Yanching’s influence was significant.

Finding a child would be easy for him, but the other party had even arranged for top-tier hackers to recklessly infiltrate the old mansion’s system, indicating they were no small foe.

Qianqian’s health was poor, and the longer it took to find her, the more dangerous it became.

He couldn’t afford any more mistakes.

After receiving the call, Yaen Chi didn’t hesitate.

He sent out all the people he could muster.

He grabbed his car keys and headed for the door, only to see Li Jian as he opened it.

Yaen Chi paused for a moment, stepped back to look around, and recognized the familiar living room—but this was Minglun’s penthouse apartment suite.

His movements had been too abrupt, and when stopped suddenly, his head began to throb as if it might burst.

“Cousin, why are you here?”

Li Jian, with a stern face, said gravely, “Is this how you spend your days, indulging in debauchery?”

“What are you talking about?”

“Drinking past midnight, not stopping until you’re completely drunk.

Are you trying to feed the lice on your body?

When you begged Grandfather on your knees to let you come to Rongcheng City, was this the life you envisioned?

Waking up from a hangover, and now off to mess around again?”

Yaen Chi felt a throbbing in his brow as Li Jian’s rapid-fire barrage hit him, giving him the unnerving sensation of being interrogated.

This was a complete disaster.

The effects of the alcohol dissipated rapidly.

“Who was making a scene?

When I was in the Capital City, were those soldiers I trained fake?

The most reliable people around the old man initially followed me, right?

I didn’t beg for his favor; I earned my place by my merits.

And what’s wrong with having a few drinks?

I damn well please!”

Yaen Chi leaned on the railing, his jacket draped over his arm.

Had it been anyone else, he wouldn’t have bothered to explain, likely poking them right in the forehead.

But the one blocking his way was Li Jian, whose finger he truly couldn’t manage to straighten.

But that didn’t mean his temper was any better.

“Also, I’m not off to cause trouble.

The Bo Family’s little girl is missing, Brother Yan is scouring the city looking for her.

I’m going to help look.

If you’re not busy, get out of the way, I’m in a hurry.”

Li Jian instinctively stepped aside, and Yaen Chi walked out the door.

A few steps later, it was as if the heels of his shoes were on fire, his pace both swift and fast.

Catching his bearings, Li Jian asked, “Is it Shuxian’s daughter?”

“Yes,” Yaen Chi pressed the elevator button, leaned back, and turned to look at him, “Cousin, you must have people undercover, right?

If your men are capable, help us look.

The little girl is quite pitiful; something bad just happened to her, her mom—”

Yaen Chi stopped mid-sentence, biting his tongue.

A thought flashed through his mind, becoming more plausible.

“Damn!”

He stepped into the elevator and called Bo Yanching.

“Brother Yan, check if Zhou Zining has left Rongcheng City.”

Li Jian didn’t dwell on Yaen Chi’s last two sentences, assuming they were just his usual expletives.

Rubbing his forehead, he pulled out his phone and made a call, giving a few instructions.

He stood in front of the elevator, not yet having pressed the button when the doors opened.

Yi Qinghuan stood inside the elevator, holding a thermos, surprised to see him.

“Brother Jian?”

Li Jian asked, “What are you doing here?”

Yi Qinghuan stepped out of the elevator, “I came to bring Brother Chi some porridge and a sobering soup, he was so drunk last night, he must be feeling terrible upon waking up.”

As she spoke, she glanced at her watch, “I guess I’m a bit late.”

“You and Yaen Chi—”

Wasn’t she always fond of Bo Yanching?

Yi Qinghuan knew what he was thinking and didn’t explain, only smiling.