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Chapter 443: Looking For Dad

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In the hotel, Jing Chen stood in front of the window and looked at the Lamborghinis parked below. The guests smiled. It was clearly his birthday, but he could not be happy at all. “Have you found out about Wan wan?”

“I’m sorry, President Jing. I was incompetent.” Zhao Lin lowered his head.

It had been four years. It was as if she had disappeared from the face of the earth.

In the past four years, everyone only believed that Su Wan had passed away. Only Jing Chen had always believed that Su Wan was still alive and had never given up, but he could only search for her silently.

Hearing this, Jing Chen lowered his eyebrows and hid the disappointment in his eyes. “Continue searching. Find her no matter where she is!”

Zhao Lin revealed a bitter expression. “President Jing, Young Madam…”

But before Zhao Lin could finish speaking, Jing Chen’s cold gaze was already directed at him. Zhao Lin quickly changed his words. “Young Madam must be alive and well. I’ll get someone to continue investigating immediately.”

With that, he couldn’t wait to leave.

President Jing had already gone crazy looking for Young Madam.

Zhao Lin had always suspected that the anonymous message he received at the hospital four years ago was sent by Su Wan, but the other party was anonymous and he couldn’t find anything.

Perhaps in the beginning, he still believed Jing Chen when he said that Su Wan might still be alive, but four years had passed and there was no news of Su Wan at all. He wavered.

Zhao Lin was already worried about Jing Chen’s mental state. He thought that after President Jing’s birthday, he would definitely tell Madam about this and persuade President Jing to go to the hospital for a checkup.

Zhao Lin walked out of the door absent-mindedly. Halfway there, he felt someone pulling his pants.

“Uncle, do you know where Jing Chen is?” Jing Yu’s soft voice sounded in her ear.

Zhao Lin was stunned. A child looking for President Jing?

He lowered his head and looked at Jing Yu. Just as he was about to ask why, he was completely petrified when he saw Jing Yu’s appearance.

Alike.

They were too alike!

It was not an exaggeration to say that they were carved from the same mold.

Zhao Lin looked at Jing Yu in disbelief and quickly asked, “Little kid? What’s your name? Why do you want to look for President Jing?”

Jing Yu looked at Zhao Lin in confusion.

Did he need a reason to look for his father?

“Uncle, do you know Jing Chen? I can’t tell you yet. I have to see Jing Chen first before I can tell you,” Jing Yu shook his head and said seriously.

Regarding his identity, Jing Yu wanted to tell his father himself. They missed him very much, and so did his mother. He and his brother were his father’s biological sons.

“I’m President Jing’s assistant. Of course I know President Jing, but I don’t know who you are. I can’t bring you to President Jing.”

Although he was exactly the same as President Jing when he was young, Young Madam had passed away four years ago. It was impossible for President Jing to have a child out of thin air.

Jing Yu’s dark eyes darted around. Suddenly, he rummaged through his small bag and took out a photo with his mother. He handed it to Zhao Lin.

He thought that since Zhao Lin said that he was President Jing’s assistant, he must know Mom.

When Zhao Lin saw the photo, he was stunned on the spot. He tried his best to suppress his trembling emotions and asked anxiously, “Little kid? Is this photo real? What’s your relationship with the woman in it? Where did you get this photo?”

Jing Yu still didn’t say anything. “Uncle, I really can’t tell you this. I’ll only tell you when I see Jing Chen.”

Zhao Lin no longer had any doubts. He held Jing Yu’s hand and went to Jing Chen’s room. “Okay, Uncle will bring you to President Jing immediately.”

On the way, Zhao Lin suddenly had a strong premonition. Could Su Wan really be alive?

Could President Jing’s deduction be true?

But why did Su Wan fake her death and leave?

Zhao Lin couldn’t figure it out. He could only send Jing Yu over as soon as possible.

Jing Chen was still standing alone in front of the window in a daze, as if the commotion below had nothing to do with him.

Zhao Lin returned, making Jing Chen frown. “Didn’t I tell you not to disturb me when there’s no news?”