The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

"Donglin... Donglin..."

His face turned ashen, he just shook his head: "Impossible... this is impossible... she couldn’t be on it..."

Yet, saying this, he immediately sprinted out.

"Donglin, where are you going?"

"I’ll find someone to check right away..."

...

It was a piece of explosive news that quickly shocked the world. A large plane mysteriously disappeared, some said it crashed, others said it was a hijacking negotiation... Official information was scarce, only mentioning that it was under investigation.

Soon, the passenger list was released.

Yan Xixi’s name was shockingly on it.

Wan Donglin stared hard at those three words, then checked the passport number... It was true... it really was Yan Xixi.

The name "Yan Xixi" had little chance of a duplicate, plus the passport, plus the call from Ms. Yang... No doubt she was indeed on this flight.

Zhang Xiang saw the list and couldn’t believe it either.

He looked over and saw Wan Donglin standing there, head always bowed, no one knowing what he was thinking.

He walked over: "Third Young Master... Third Young Master..."

Wan Donglin still kept his head down, staring intensely at his toes.

"Third Young Master, it’s come to this... my condolences..."

"You’re talking nonsense!"

Zhang Xiang was startled.

"Condolences for what? She’s not dead after all..."

Never try to argue with someone immersed in a semi-mad state. Wan Donglin suddenly lifted his head, Zhang Xiang was startled. He suddenly saw his eyes blood red, veins bulging out on his forehead, incredibly terrifying.

"Impossible... It couldn’t be her... I’m going to the United States right away to find her..."

"Third Young Master, the authorities are still investigating... please calm down first..."

"Investigate? By the time they find out, who knows how many decades it will be before it’s declassified..."

Zhang Xiang was left speechless.

"Arrange it immediately, I’m heading to Boston at once."

Zhang Xiang dared not disobey and immediately backed off.

At this moment, Ms. Yang’s call came again.

"Mr. Wan, your call suddenly dropped earlier, ... so, what now? Can you find out any information?"

He immediately interrupted her: "Why did Xixi suddenly leave ahead of time? Didn’t I already tell her I was going to pick her up?"

"I don’t know either... Ms. Yan just said she wanted to give you a surprise... She had a cold those two days, I told her to rest a few more days, but she said she couldn’t stay another day..."

"Why didn’t you tell me earlier?"

"This... she said to keep it a secret, she wanted to surprise you... I’m terribly sorry, Mr. Wan... if it hadn’t been for the accident, I wouldn’t have called you... I’m sorry... I’m also very sad, Ms. Yan was a good person, she always took care of us, alas..."

He was silent, yet seething with anger.

A surprise, a damned surprise.

Now it turned into a fright.

He was bewildered, even if he wanted to get angry, he couldn’t find an object to vent his anger on, just clutching his phone tightly, not knowing what to do next.

Sadness? Despair? Anger? No, none of them.

He was just scared, exceptionally terrified.

Even more so than when he was alone, running for his life, experiencing death’s visit.

A voice in his head shouted frantically: It’s over, it’s over... this time, it’s completely finished...

He dialed her number again and again, hoping for a miracle, but her phone never rang, it was always turned off...