Daddy, Here Is Mommy

Hard work, hard work, up.    

As expected, this young man's future was limitless.    

After a few concerned words, he hung up.    

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Thousand Ink Corporation.    

In the CEO's office.    

Yang Sen came to the door of his office for the third time and raised his wrist to check the time. The hour hand was already pointing to one in the morning.    

He took two deep breaths and braced himself to knock on the door.    

"CEO, it's me."    

"Come in."    

A response quickly came from within the office.    

Yang Sen let out a sigh of relief when he saw that the other's tone was normal. Then he pushed the door open and walked in.    

"CEO, it's getting late. You should go back and rest."    

"Hmm …"    

The person sitting behind the wide desk didn't even raise his head, replying him in a low voice.    

Yang Sen felt a bit awkward and didn't know if he should continue.    

These few days, Mo Ye was working late into the night at the company.    

Yang Sen knew that he was worrying about the dark net, but if it went on like this, even youngsters would not be able to stand it, let alone Mo Ye who was in his fifties.    

"Is there something else?"    

Seeing him at his desk, Mo Ye slowly raised his head. The tiredness in his eyes was somewhat deep.    

"President, should I send you back to rest?"    

Yang Sen stood up straight and spoke again.    

"You can get off work. Don't wait for me."    

Mo Ye retracted his gaze and continued to look through the documents in his hands.    

"CEO, we can't find out anything about the dark net, you …"    

"Arsène, what's going on with Madame Qian?"    

Mo Ye flipped through the document, and the sound of it breaking was suddenly heard in the quiet air.    

"Nothing from her yet."    

Yang Sen's back suddenly tightened and his head lowered.    

Speaking of which, it was really strange, since Jing Se boarded the plane and left Pear City, there had been no news of her. The plane landed normally and there were no accidents along the way. But a week had passed and she still hadn't contacted them. He had sent people to investigate secretly, but they didn't have any leads.    

When Mo Ye heard this, his eyebrows creased and the color in his eyes deepened.    

If it wasn't for Jing Se deliberately not contacting him, there was only one possibility … …    

She …    

"You may leave."    

The bold black text on the document was somewhat eye-catching, causing Mo Ye to feel somewhat upset.    

"Yes."    

Yang Sen did not dare to say anything else and walked out stiffly.    

Although Mo Ye told him to go back first, he didn't dare to leave first.    

Returning to his office, he contacted the spies again and continued to search for news of Jingsi.    

Mo Ye could not bear to watch any longer. He opened the bottom drawer and took out a cigar from the box. Light it up. The scarlet fireworks were flickering, making the air in the room even more oppressive.    

White smoke rose slowly and swirled in the air.    

Mo Ye frowned even more after taking a few breaths.    

Swoosh …    

He put down his cigar, pushed back his chair, and stood up, annoyed.    

When Yang Sen heard the door slam, he ran out of his office in fright.    

"CEO..."    

"To Jinghai."    

Mo Ye walked into the elevator with heavy steps.    

Half an hour later.    

Yang Sen drove Mo Ye to the gate of Jinghai Sanatorium.    

The security guards did not stop them. Instead, they greeted Mo Ye respectfully.    

"Director Mo, please come in."    

Yang Sen was puzzled and couldn't help glancing at the rearview mirror.    

The man in the back seat sat back, looking tired.