Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 955: Third Young Master, Miss Wen Brought a Man Home Last Night

Chapter 955: Chapter 955: Third Young Master, Miss Wen Brought a Man Home Last Night

The car came to a sudden stop, nearly throwing Wells off his seat.

Wells quickly regained his composure.

"What happened?!"

"Mr. Wells, look over there," the driver’s voice came from the front.

Wells turned in the direction the driver was pointing and saw flames coming from his estate a hundred meters away.

In the pitch-black night, it was extraordinarily dazzling.

The raging fire illuminated Wells’ eyes, igniting the anger within him.

"Jun Moyan!"

An enraged shout burst from his throat.

Wells clenched his fists, trembling with fury.

"Send people to the airport immediately, shoot Jun Moyan on sight!"

With Wells’ order, ten minutes later, squad after squad of the royal troops headed to major airports.

Meanwhile, sitting in the helicopter, Jun Moyan was resting with his eyes closed.

Beside him, Qing Yi found a power bank and plugged in the phone, which had been turned off due to a dead battery.

A minute later, the phone turned on. Seeing fifteen missed calls, Qing Yi’s face lit up with joy.

He hurriedly opened them.

But what awaited him was disappointment.

Among the fifteen missed calls, there were ones from Bai Yi, the company, colleagues, but none from the drunkard.

Qing Yi instantly felt like he had fallen into the dust.

He swallowed all his disappointment, somewhat unwilling to give up, and exited to check his text messages, then WeChat.

Nothing, not a single message.

Qing Yi, looking despondent, reopened his contacts and first dialed Bai Yi.

But no one answered.

After the automatic hang-up, Qing Yi tried two more times, still no answer.

What’s going on with Bai Yi?

Seeing no one answered, Qing Yi didn’t dial again, instead, he continued to deal with the other missed calls.

Jun Moyan was resting when his phone vibrated in his pocket.

His fingers paused while stroking his ring, and he opened his eyes.

Taking out the phone, the caller ID surprisingly showed the landline from Wu Garden.

Could it be Xiaoguai calling?

At this thought, Jun Moyan’s gaze gradually softened. He slid to answer the call and put the phone to his ear.

"Third Young Master."

A brief moment of joy, but the voice was Xiaocha’s.

"What’s up?"

The tenderness in Jun Moyan’s eyes faded away.

"Well, Third Young Master, when will you be back?"

"Is there something with Xiao’ai?"

Xiaocha never dared to inquire about his whereabouts. Asking suddenly like this must be related to Wen Xiao’ai.

"It’s..."

As expected.

"What’s going on with her?" Hearing it was related to Wen Xiao’ai, and Xiaocha still used such a cautious tone, Jun Moyan’s heart suddenly felt tense.

"Uh, Third Young Master, I, I have something to tell you..." On the other end, Xiaocha hesitated, wanting to say but didn’t dare to.

"Speak."

Jun Moyan was concise, Xiaocha’s hesitation made him worry that something unfavorable had happened to Wen Xiao’ai.

"... Well, Miss Wen, she, she brought a man back to Huiwu Garden last night."

Jun Moyan was stunned for two or three seconds, wondering if he had misheard.

"... What did you say?"

Xiaoguai brought a man home?

The change in Jun Moyan’s tone made Xiaocha even more nervous.

"I, I said Miss Wen brought a man home last night."

Realizing he hadn’t misheard, Jun Moyan’s expression instantly turned cold.

"Who?!"

"I, I don’t know."

Jun Moyan frowned.

A man? Could it be... Ye Qi?

At the thought of this possibility, Jun Moyan’s heart pounded hard, and his grip on the phone tightened, suddenly feeling flustered.