That Girl From Nowhere: Tycoon's Forbidden Sweetheart

Chapter 1110: She Won’t Even Look at the Tigers Anymore

That Girl From Nowhere: Tycoon's Forbidden Sweetheart

Chapter 1110: She Won’t Even Look at the Tigers Anymore

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Chapter 1110: Chapter 1110: She Won’t Even Look at the Tigers Anymore

Yan Yan’s heart sank completely, his face was not looking good, and his handsome face was grim.

After a while, he said, "I’ll take another look, maybe she just didn’t sleep well."

Gu Yixuan shrugged, noncommittal: "So should I go back first? Anyway, if she doesn’t want to, the check-up definitely won’t happen."

Yan Yan didn’t stop him.

Before leaving, Gu Yixuan added: "You’d better have a chat and see if you can find out anything. If there’s anything unusual, send me a message on WeChat."

Gu Yixuan had no doubt about Yan Yan’s ability to read people’s expressions.

Yan Yan had always been deep-minded, and mature from an early age. At seventeen or eighteen, he could already manage the Yan Family. No one was more perceptive than him.

Especially since Yun Qiqi was the one he cared about the most.

After Gu Yixuan left, Yan Yan returned to the living room, but did not see Yun Qiqi there.

"Where’s Little Gua?"

Housekeeper Chen looked puzzled: "Miss Yun didn’t go upstairs with you for the check-up? She hasn’t been downstairs."

Yan Yan turned around and went back upstairs, found Yun Qiqi in the bedroom.

She had her little bunny bag on her back, and upon seeing him, she said, "Yan Yan, I want to go back."

Yan Yan frowned: "Why do you suddenly want to go back?"

"I don’t want a check-up."

"I’m not making you have a check-up, I sent Gu Yixuan away," Yan Yan gazed at her cool face softly, his voice gentle, "Little Gua, are you feeling unwell? Or did something happen?"

"No," Yun Qiqi pressed her lips and shook her head, "I want to go back to class."

"Do you want to see Big Flower and Erhua before you leave?" Yan Yan didn’t stop her but just folded his arms, leaned against the door, and raised an eyebrow, speaking slowly, "You haven’t seen them since you came back; they’ve missed you for a long time. They cry every day to come out of the fence."

Hearing the names Big Flower and Erhua, the young girl paused for a moment, but after a while, she still shook her head indifferently: "No, I want to go back to school."

After speaking, she left with her bag on her back.

Downstairs, Wang Ma was taken aback by this unexpected event: "What’s wrong with Miss? Did she have a fight with you, Sir? The kitchen has already prepared lunch. Why not eat lunch before leaving?"

Yun Qiqi politely declined.

Yan Yan stood at the top of the stairs, staring at her back, and said in a deep voice: "Housekeeper, ask the driver to take her back."

Housekeeper Chen glanced at his grim face, not quite understanding but quickly instructed the driver to bring the car around.

After watching the young girl leave, Yan Yan’s long, narrow phoenix eyes became completely shadowed.

Not even glancing at the two tigers.

Something is indeed wrong with this little one.

Thinking of the wariness and alienation in her eyes just now, his brows furrowed tighter. He turned upstairs, reaching for his phone, and opened Gu Yixuan’s WeChat.

Originally intending to relay the situation to him, but suddenly remembering something, he paused, then opened Ji Ruofeng’s WeChat instead:

[What’s Song Shijia’s phone number?]

Ji Ruofeng seemed a bit bewildered but quickly replied to him.

[Brother Yan, what’s up?]

Yan Yan didn’t explain much. After getting the number, he went upstairs to dial.

When the other party answered, he spoke, "Song Shijia?"

Song Shijia was stunned, not realizing whose voice this was: "Who are you?"

"Yan Yan."

Hearing these two words, Song Shijia reflexively trembled, Yan Yan?? 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Why would this big shot suddenly call her?

She instinctively tensed, held her breath, and spoke softly: "Um, what’s the matter?"

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