The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Xu Xiaoya suddenly stood up: "Zhou Xiaoxuan, can you do me a favor..."

"What is it?"

"I want to go to Dun City with those families, can you come with me? I’m scared to go alone..."

"..."

"Help me with this favor, and when we return, I’ll let you have a million-dollar stake..."

Zhou Xiaoxuan’s face was indecisive: "Well... I have a mental block... I’m afraid of flying... but suddenly I think, if we go to Dun City, we might see Huang Xiaojue... if I could see him even once, I’d be satisfied even if the plane crashed..."

Xu Xiaoya turned and walked away.

She caught up with her: "Hey... I’ll go with you... is that not good enough? As long as they agree to let us go, I’ll definitely go, anyway, I’m idle, and I have my passport and everything... by the way, Xu Xiaoya, how will you go? You’re not Yan Xixi’s family, will they let you go?"

Xu Xiaoya couldn’t answer.

Standing in the garden of Dun City on their own feet, it was already dusk of a new day.

As midsummer arrived, a new round of blooming roses stood beautifully, various unknown wildflowers were very lush.

Ms. Yang came out immediately upon hearing the sound.

"Mr. Wan..."

Wan Donglin nodded indifferently.

In the study, various books were neatly arranged; in the bedroom, her clothes, shoes, and hats in the wardrobe were also orderly arranged. Opening the drawer, there was still some scattered cash, some cards.

Obviously, she didn’t take much with her when she left, still planning to return to Boston.

There was also a very large suitcase, he opened it, and wow, it was full—intending earlier to wait for a private jet, so she could bring many things. But for some reason, she suddenly flew back alone and left everything unnecessary behind.

He searched carefully, not overlooking any clues.

But there was no evidence showing she had returned after leaving.

Wan Donglin sat on the bed for a long, long time.

Until Ms. Liu knocked on the door: "Mr. Wan, dinner is ready..."

It was already not dinner time, but supper time.

He went out.

On the dining table, croissants, sandwiches, and vegetable fruit salad... Of course, Ms. Yang didn’t know much about his tastes, all were prepared according to Western habits.

She rarely saw Wan Donglin. Upon first meeting, she only felt this man was tall and mighty, very rugged. But this time, she saw his unkempt beard, bloodshot eyes like a Demon King, like he shed a layer of skin.

She was secretly alarmed, not daring to speak rashly.

He held the coffee, took a bite of the sandwich, then put it down, suddenly asked: "Why did Xixi suddenly decide in a hurry to return to the country?"

Ms. Yang had explained ten thousand times, but still patiently: "Miss Yan caught a cold after returning from out of town, rested for two days, then suddenly asked me to book a flight ticket for her, the sooner, the better... she wanted to leave that night, I found the ticket, but they said no first-class seats were available, so I took the liberty to change it to the next day..."

Wan Donglin listened very carefully, not missing a single detail.

Finally, he asked: "You said she went to a place before, where was it?"

Ms. Yang looked troubled: "I really don’t know this one. On the day Miss Yan graduated from South Country University, she kept waiting for you to attend the ceremony, but you didn’t come. I don’t know if any other friends came to the ceremony, just that she didn’t come back that night..."