The queen's wife is too sultry

London, airport, first class cabin.

The man said in a low, cool and sullen voice:

"Shen Yan, do you have to discuss this with me at this time?"

"What is deliberate concealment? When the matter is resolved, I will naturally tell you the plan."

"You don't want to go back to London until the matter is resolved."

Secretary Li sat behind Jiang Jingting, lowered his head tremblingly, and pretended to watch the upcoming itinerary with his tablet.

Today is the day for Jiang Jingting to return to City A.

It stands to reason that Jiang Jingting should be in a good mood, at least on the way from the headquarters to the airport, Secretary Li rarely saw his boss's amiable look, and even asked him not to work overtime and go home early for the new year for the first time.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Jingting's complexion has never been better since boarding the plane and answering a phone call.

And Secretary Li was also very curious about what Vice President Shen said that could change Jiang Jingting's mood so quickly.

He was gossiping in his mind when suddenly the phone in his bag vibrated crazily. The caller ID was Lin Mo, and he quickly picked up the phone:
"Hey?"

"Secretary Li, is the president here?"

Secretary Li glanced at Jiang Jingting who was on the phone, and said in a low voice, "The president is on the phone with Vice President Shen, what can you do?"

Lin Mo's speech was very short: "Miss Ye is in danger, please ask the president to answer the phone!"

"What?!" Secretary Li turned pale in shock, regardless of Jiang Jingting's phone call with Shen Yan, she snatched his mobile phone, put her own mobile phone in his hand, and said anxiously:

"President, it's Lin Mo, he said Miss Ye is in danger!"

Jiang Jingting's handsome face darkened instantly, he answered the phone and asked coldly, "What's going on?"

"President, the news is wrong. The person hiding beside Ms. Ye is not Chen Fei, but her assistant Bai Qinghe!"

Jiang Jingting clenched his phone tightly, his black eyes soaring with anger:

"What about her?"

"He was taken away by Bai Qinghe. Mr. Lu was with me. He guessed that Ms. Ye would be taken to the United States."

"Lu Qing has Ye Zhen's position?"

"Boss Lu said yes."

Jiang Jingting unfastened his seat belt and left his seat, and walked towards the cabin door with a cold and low voice:
"You follow Lu Qing and take the fastest flight to New York. Secretary Li will send you the location of the villa, and you meet Shen Yan and Gu Zheng."

"Yes."

As soon as the stewardess entered the first-class cabin, she saw Jiang Jingting walking towards the cabin door, and quickly stopped her:
"Sir, the plane is about to take off, please don't walk around—"

Jiang Jingting glanced at her coldly: "Open the hatch, I want to go down."

The stewardess was frightened by his aggressive and decisive aura, and suddenly became at a loss, "Sir, please don't make things difficult for us."

Seeing this, Secretary Li hurried over and whispered a few words in her ear. The flight attendant's expression changed, "I'll go to the purser."

She ran back all the way, and within a moment, a man and a woman in uniform rushed over.

Secretary Li stepped forward to negotiate a few words, and the attitude of the two was extremely respectful:

"There are still 5 minutes before takeoff, and the hatch is closed. Since Mr. Jiang is in a hurry, we can open the hatch for you."

"Mr. Jiang, please come with us."

After getting off the plane, Jiang Jingting walked swiftly and swiftly. Secretary Li trotted all the way behind him:

"President, a flight to New York has been booked for you, and it will take off in half an hour."

Jiang Jingting said without turning his head, "Understood, give me the computer."

"I'll get it for you."

Jiang Jingting suddenly stopped, and Secretary Li almost had no time to brake and almost hit his back.

"What's the matter, President?"

"Secretary Li." Jiang Jingting restrained the manic and violent emotions in his body, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice:

"You don't have to come with me this time."

"What?" Secretary Li was stunned.

"I promised you that I will let you return to City A on time for New Year's Eve."

"But."

"Going to New York is for my private business, not your duty."

Jiang Jingting took the computer in his hand and said in a low voice: "Sorry, the promise to let Ye Zhen take a photo with your wife may have to be postponed for a while."

Almost instantly, Secretary Li's eyes turned red, "It's okay, CEO, Ms. Ye's safety is more important than anything else."

Jiang Jingting raised his eyes, the sky in London was still cloudy, and there was no trace of warm sun.

It was bitterly bleak and chilly.

I still clearly remember that in the four years after Ye Zhen left, every New Year's sky seemed to be so bleak.

This year is no exception.

After a while, Jiang Jingting gave a "hmm" and said softly, "You are right, her safety is more important than everything else."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode away, leaving Secretary Li standing alone, staring blankly at his back.

"But. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve."
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Lu family.

As a traditional family with a deep heritage, the Lu family undoubtedly attaches great importance to the Spring Festival, especially Lu Liangping, who is about to usher in the first half of the new year, and has already ordered the Lu family to start preparing everything needed for the New Year. The lights and festoons are so lively.

Men are posting Spring Festival couplets in the living room, and women are gathering in the kitchen, busy with the servants.

Guo Lu was full of curiosity, Lu Sichun stood beside her, gently teaching her daughter how to make dumplings, Chu Fei and He Xiechen stood together, discussing how to cook Dong Xing Ban.

After a while, Guo Lu quickly made a few dumplings according to her mother's method, and showed her excitedly. Lu Sichun looked at the strangely shaped dumplings, smiled helplessly and indulged.

"Mother, where did Uncle Lu Qing go?"

"I don't know, he just went out."

"Ah, I still want to show him the dumplings I made."

Chu Fei came over and patted her head with a smile: "Lu Lu, don't be sad, Lu Qing went out on urgent matters just now, and will be back soon."

As soon as the words were finished, Guo Lu caught a glimpse of a hasty figure running down the stairs from the corner of her eye. She froze for a moment, pointed at the man and said:
"Isn't this uncle?"

Chu Fei immediately turned around to look, and it was indeed her son's figure. She immediately stopped:
"Lu Qing, where are you going!"

Hearing someone calling him, Lu Qing froze and had no choice but to walk towards Chu Fei.

"Mother."

"Where did you go just now? Your grandfather is still looking for you."

Lu Qing pursed his lips, his eyes were hurried and eager, but he didn't know how to speak.

Xie Chen came over, wiped his hands with his apron, and was about to speak when he saw the passport in his hand with sharp eyes, and was stunned:

"Are you going abroad?"

"What?!" The other three said in unison in shock.

Guo Lu anxiously said: "Uncle, don't you stay to celebrate the New Year? What are you doing abroad!"

Lu Sichun also frowned: "Is it about the group?"

Chu Fei immediately turned dark, "I'm not sure! Don't you know what day it is today!"

Lu Qing sighed helplessly, then leaned into her ear and explained the matter clearly to the committee member in the most concise language.

Sure enough, Chu Fei turned pale, and immediately pushed Lu Qing out, her voice deliberately lowered was full of anxiety and fear: "Then you go quickly! It's important to save people!"

Lu Qing turned around, walked in front of Xie Chen, looked at her steadfastly, leaned over to hug her for a moment, and said softly:

"Sorry, thank you."

"wait me back."

Xie Chen let him hug him without saying a word.

After Lu Qing left, Guo Lu looked at his back, shed tears immediately, and said aggrievedly:
"Where is he going, isn't he celebrating the new year with us?"

Chu Fei endured the worry and sadness in her heart, and coaxed softly: "Lu Lu, Lu Qing has something urgent. When he comes back, let him wrap you a big red envelope, okay?"

"I don't want a big red envelope, I want my uncle to accompany me"

Lu Sichun was keenly aware of Chu Fei's abnormal expression, and quickly pushed Guo Lu out of the kitchen:
"Lulu, let's go and see how Dad's Spring Festival couplets are doing."

Xie Chen was still wearing an apron, with a complicated expression on his face, without saying a word.

Chu Fei's eyes were sore, and she gently took her hand: "Chenchen, it's his fault. When he comes back, I will take him to Xie's house to apologize."

Xie Chen wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, Auntie, I understand him."

"Since he's gone, I have to explain to the Xie family. Sorry, I'm going out first."

Seeing the back of Xie Chen leaving alone, Chu Fei was both sad and helpless, a deep sense of powerlessness hit her, and the joy and joy of the festival were wiped out.

"Zhenzhen, you must be fine."