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As soon as Yibo left, Zhan collapsed onto the ground. Sehun held him into his arms.

Zhan felt that his heart was being torn apart, as it hurt so much. But he didn't know why.

Sehun was thoughtful to wipe the cold sweat on Zhan forehead. Then, he hugged him into the house, and put him down on a large antique sandalwood bed.

With his chin resting against Zhan forehead, Sehun said softly, "We'll go to Beijing once you officially inherit this old house. Don't worry. I won't let him find you. As soon as I closed my deal in Beijing, we'll go back to London and I'll protect you forever."

Zhan's body was cold. He was dumbfounded, "Why do you know him?"

Sehun had called him Mr. Yibo, and it almost blurted out. It was obvious that he had known him for a long time, but Yibo didn't seem to know Sehun.

Sehun's body stiffened slightly, and his eyes got a bit dim. but he quickly resumed his posture. He replied with a smile, "The Wang Group is well-known all over the world, and Yibo, who has created many business miracles, is a regular on the Forbes celebrity list. It's hard not to recognize such a character at a glance."

Zhan pursed his lips. Sehun words sounded plausible. Then, he jerked his head up to look at Sehun as if something had just occurred to him, "So..."

"Yes, I knew it from the beginning. It was Yibo who hurt you so deeply that you fled to London, leaving everything behind. But I didn't realise how deeply until I have seen it today. You have made the right decision."

But even so, Zhan never stopped thinking about him in past three years. And just a meeting by chance, he was badly hurt, even though he refused to admit it.

Zhan looked at him worriedly, his eyebrows knitted together. "That man is callous and cruel. If he wants to do something to your company, we are no match for him."

"Sean."

Sehun held Zhan even harder and his voice was firm, "I meant it when I said I'd marry you in London. It isn't a rash decision. Now he has found you, he won't let you off easily. If I am your husband, he won't have the excuse to track you down. I'll protect you and A-yue for the rest of my life as long as you allow me."

Zhan widened his soured eyes, "Sehun, please don't."

Sehun's tenderness was too much for him. Zhan had been avoiding him for three years. Sehun's sudden promise made him overwhelmed. Besides, Yibo had just shown up today.

Sehun heard Zhan words, and his brows furrowed. Then a gentle smile appeared on his face again, as he comforted Zhan, "I've been waiting for you for three years and I won't mind keeping waiting for you. I won't force you if you don't think it's the right time."

Only then did Zhan let out a sigh of relief and gave him a grateful look, "Thank you."

"Call Daisy and A-yue here. We'll pack up and leave for Beijing tomorrow."

"Good."

But before they stepped out of the room, Daisy rushed over and looked at them in panic, "Mr. Zhan, Mr. Sehun. I'm sorry but... Miss A-yue is missing!"

…

At the same time, the sports car braked sharply on the road, followed by a row of expensive cars of the same series. Zanjin, who had sped up his car many times to follow Yibo, braked hard as well and nearly bump into the rear of the car in front.

Yibo stared at the road in front of him. His face was grave, the veins popping out from his forehead.

"Bitch! Bastard! Ungrateful!"

Yibo punched on the steering wheel.

Damn Zhan, how dare he get engaged to another man behind my back, and claimed to not know me!

He had balls now!

Ayuan in the back seat felt worried when he saw his exasperate father. He was about to say something but Zanjin came up from behind, "Mr. Yibo, shall I send someone to bring Mr. Zhan back?"

Yibo gave him a fierce kick and glared at him, "What? I can get anyone if I want. Why him? Get out! We'll go back to Beijing, and make the arrangement right now. If you dare mention one more word about that man, I'll kill you!"

Zanjin saw it clearly that Yibo was angry at being rejected by Zhan. He didn't dare to add further comment but immediately arranged for the fleet to head to the airport.

…..

On arriving at the airport, Yibo kicked the door open. He stepped out of the car and walked in front. Zanjin carried Ayuan out of the back seat and was about to close the door. But a little ponytail head got out under the seat.

With two big watery eyes looking at Ayuan at her side, she sweetly called out, "Brother, A-yue wants to go hand in hand."

Zanjin got petrified at once. His eyes widened as he stammered, "Miss, Miss A-yue?"

Ayuan pointed at his sister, signalling him to hug her out of the car. When A-yue got off, Ayuan hold A-yue's little hand and moved forward leisurely, leaving Zanjin following them anxiously.

They walked to the airfield where a private plane was waiting for them. When Yibo was about to get on, a pair of hands clutched his black trench coat from behind and called out with a baby voice, "Daddy."

"Watch out! Ayuan!"

Yibo turned back, but at the sight of the little girl who was pulling on the corner of his coat and smiling sweetly, his body stiffened with great shock.

Ayuan came to Yibo as well. He looked at Yibo with an innocent look, "My sister smashed our car door with rocks, so I let her climb in through the door that you had forgot to close. There was a nanny outside looking for her, so I hid her under the seat and brought her here with us."

Yibo's eyes throbbed. He swept back and forth between the little girl and Ayuan, then he smirked and took out his phone to dial the secretary department, "Put out the news that my daughter who has been lost for three years has been found. I want all the media in Beijing to report it!"

Hanging up the phone, Yibo held the girl in his arms with one hand and kissed her cheeks and stepped on the stairs to the plane.

Zhan, you wanna play with me?

Bring it on!

…..

Zhan was like a cat on hot bricks. He went through the house with Daisy, but still failed to find any trace of his daughter.

Knowing that it was no use to call the police in such a remote countryside, Sehun drove out with Zhan to search in every place A-yue was likely to go. Still, there was no trace of her. Zhan was both angry and anxious, tears streaming down his face and his heart almost jumping out of his chest.

Zhan phone rang at this time. Zhan took out it and saw an unfamiliar caller. He picked it up spontaneously, "Hello?"

But it hung up before saying anything.

Zhan got confused for a second, then he redial it, only to be prompted that the number he dialed was not available.

Sehun pulled over and took a glance at him. He reached out his hands, trying to answer the phone for him.

But Zhan hold the phone to himself and quickly pressed the phone number that he couldn't be more familiar with.

The call was answered, "Hello?"

"It's me."

A low, arrogant voice reached Zhan through the phone, "A-yue is with me now."

On hearing it, Zhan got stunned, then shouted in anger, "Son of a bitch! Give my daughter back!"

It was him!

He was really a devil to me. Every time he showed up, bad luck went along!

On the phone Yibo sneered, "Zhan, you can remember my number even when you get a new phone. Now you still claim you don't know me?"

Zhan's face turned white with anger. The hand holding the phone squeezed tightly, "What do you want?"

"I'll give you a day to meet me at the mansion alone."

"You wish!"

Zhan would rather die than go back, as there were too many bad memories there.

"Tomorrow you'll see headlines about my reunion with my daughter. You have other options. Call the police, and get a lawyer! Whatever you do, you won't win."

Then, the phone was hung up with a thud.

Zhan grabbed his phone, his shoulders uncontrollably trembling and tears pouring down.

Zhan and Sehun immediately returned to the house. After Daisy packed their luggage, they boarded a flight to Beijing that night.

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