CEO's Beloved Sweetheart

The curtains of the room were closed, blocking the bright sunlight outside.    

His face was shrouded in the shadow cast by the curtains, his expression was dark and unclear.    

At this moment, his phone rang. Without any hesitation, he pressed the call button.    

"Director Hee, from the location you sent us, that place is the villa under Lu Yiran's name. " The person on the other end of the phone reported the result.    

Hee Yuanze held his breath and used his fingers to pinch the phone.    

"Are you sure?"    

"Director Hee, it is absolutely true. "    

He had always trusted the other party's information investigation ability. However, the worst guess in his heart had been confirmed, which was still hard for him to accept.    

"I know, help me keep an eye on that piece. If the woman in the photo comes out, remember to let me know at any time. "    

There was no smile on the usually gentle and refined face, only a shocking coldness.    

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to have sensed it, and his voice became respectful, "Got it, Director Hee. "    

After Hee Yuanze hung up the phone, he picked up the brush on the small wooden table next to the bed and gently stroked it. His eyes were dark.    

Two days ago, he took the time to go to Paris. As soon as he got off the plane, he rushed to Han Zhiyu's residence without stopping.    

But the empty room was telling the truth that there was no one inside.    

Hee Yuanze thought it was the same as before. Han Zhiyu went to the nearby square to write, so he did not call to disturb her.    

He thought of giving her a surprise, so he went to the nearby supermarket to buy ingredients.    

When Hee Yuanze finished making a sumptuous dinner, the sky had already darkened.    

Hee Yuanze looked at his watch. It was almost time for Han Zhiyu to come back. He could not wait anymore.    

After all, every time Han Zhiyu saw his stunned look, it made Hee Yuanze feel very satisfied.    

He waited by the table for almost half an hour, but he still didn't hear the footsteps he expected.    

Hee Yuanze frowned and got up. He took out his phone and pressed Han Zhiyu's number.    

He heard a familiar female customer service voice. "Sorry, the number you have dialed has been turned off. . . "    

It was only then that he realized that something was amiss and immediately sent someone to investigate.    

But there was no result. Han Zhiyu's entire body seemed to have evaporated into thin air.    

Hee Yuanze, however, felt that the matter was not so simple. First of all, Han Zhiyu was not familiar with Paris. No one would deliberately target her. Secondly, he gave Han Zhiyu a necklace that could show the location. It was actually something that could be used to call the police in times of danger, but up until now, he had not received it.    

Hee Yuanze narrowed his eyes, and a bold guess rushed into his head.    

He picked up his phone and ordered, "Help me check Lu Yiran's recent schedule. "    

He did not wait long this time. Two minutes later, a beep sound came from his phone.    

After taking a look at the message, his expression became extremely ugly. This was the first time his usually calm and collected face showed anger.    

Lu Yiran actually came to Paris!    

Then Han Zhiyu's disappearance for no reason could be explained.    

Lu Yiran must have used a forceful method to kidnap Han Zhiyu and cut off her connection with the outside world.    

At this moment, Hee Yuanze's body was emitting a cold aura. How could he find any trace of elegance?    

He slowly leaned against the small wooden table and sat down. He used his fingers to pull on the brush tightly.    

He had taken the person away, but without any proof or evidence, he could not directly ask for the person.    

So the final result could only wait.    

Hee Yuanze turned his head and looked at the empty room. He lifted his foot and walked towards the sofa in the room.    

He vaguely remembered the night Han Zhiyu was drunk. He carried her to this sofa and kissed her.    

Regardless of whether Han Zhiyu was drunk at that time and mistakenly recognized her, her initiative at that time was enough to move Hee Yuanze's heart.    

Hee Yuanze could not help but approach. He held the small blanket on top of him in his hands, as carefully as holding Han Zhiyu in his arms. Intoxicated, the image of Han Zhiyu drunk that night appeared in front of him.    

Her fair and smooth face revealed a faint red blush, and her eyes were misty and moist.    

In his trance, he saw her reach out her hand to hug him, and her rosy lips mumbled.    

Hee Yuanze could not help but move forward, and similarly reached out his hand to respond.    

The resistance under his feet made him fall onto the sofa.    

His thoughts also came back from that beautiful night.    

During his time in Paris, Hee Yuanze took care of Han Zhiyu wholeheartedly.    

He knew that Han Zhiyu was not a proactive person and liked to avoid problems.    

The few times he probed her in the open and in the dark made her feel a little lost. He was not in a hurry and slowly waited with her.    

He believed that he would be able to win her heart in the end.    

However, he did not expect that this sweet wait would be broken by Lu Yiran himself.    

For the next two days, Lu Yiran did not leave the room. He was afraid that Han Zhiyu would suddenly come back after he left.    

Fortunately, the heavens did not disappoint those who were determined. This morning, the necklace that had been hanging around his neck started to flicker.    

At that moment, he felt like his heart was about to stop beating.    

Han Zhiyu finally sent him the location!    

Finally!    

Hee Yuanze's bloodshot eyes stared intently at the middle of the necklace, his eyes filled with excitement and joy.    

This knowledge not only dispelled his fatigue like a strong needle, but also made his low heart beat again.    

Because this information was not only relayed to him, Han Zhiyu also wanted to ask for help.    

More importantly, Han Zhiyu wanted to escape from Lu Yiran's side!    

Hee Yuanze did not delay and copied the message from the small piece of the necklace and sent it to the professionals under him, so there was a dialogue on it.    

Hee Yuanze gently stroked the brush as if he was touching Han Zhiyu's skin. It was gentle and affectionate.    

As long as Han Zhiyu had made up her mind, he was willing to wait until the day she belonged to him.    

With a beep, Hee Yuanze received a text message on his phone.    

"The woman in the photo has gone to the local flower and bird market with Lu Yiran's mother. "    

A concise message with a detailed address.    

Hee Yuanze's hands became excited.    

The opportunity has come.    

He had to seize it!