"Just tell him that a person named Ding Yiyi is looking for him." Ding Yiyi was not sure whether she could use this method to attract An Ran, but she had no idea what to do.

The man nodded and left. The black man watched her closely to prevent her from running away again when he was not paying attention.

After a while, a man came running from a distance. As he got closer, he realized that it was not the man who had just gone to report, but An Ran himself.

He was dirty and his face was dirty, and his eyes lit up when he saw Ding Yiyi.

When the black man saw that An Ran had actually come to find her in person, he completely believed what this woman had just said and turned around and left without saying a word.

Just as Ding Yiyi was about to speak, she was pulled into a warm embrace. An Ran held her tightly, her posture was a bit ambiguous, and her hot breath spread on her ear.

"I miss you very much." An Ran said lightly, her eyes deep and gentle where she couldn't see.

Ding Yiyi wanted to retreat unnaturally, but the arm holding her had already loosened her hold. An Ran smiled and said: "It was a friendly hug just now, your husband probably won't care, right?"

His eyes glanced at the dark traces on Ding Yiyi's sleeves, and he immediately became anxious after seeing that they were blood stains, "Your hands?"

"It's okay, you just accidentally scratched it?" Ding Yiyi turned sideways to hide her wound, but she grimaced in pain when touched.

"It's your part An Ran!" Xu Weiren didn't see Ding Yiyi because of the angle, only An Ran.

An Ran shouted in his direction: "I'll be back in an hour!"

Ding Yiyi was pulled by him to run to the other side and came to a room door. He rushed in and spoke a few words in English to an old white man.

"I'm fine, I want you to find someone." Ding Yiyi took An Ran's arm and said hurriedly as soon as she entered the door.

"Who are you looking for? Is it for Ye Nianmo?" An Ran pushed her to sit on the chair. Apart from her affairs, he didn't care about the rest.

Ding Yiyi took out her mobile phone and displayed Ye Chuqing's photo, "This girl was lost in Los Angeles."

An Ran stared at the woman in the photo, "Where did she get lost?"

"Near Beverly Hills." Ding Yiyi replied.

An Ran breathed a sigh of relief, "Beverly Hills is a wealthy area in the United States. The security system there is very good. Unless she deliberately prevents you from finding her, the probability of encountering bad people is low."

His words did not comfort Ding Yiyi. She was still gloomy and anxious, and kept moving her body as if there were thorns under the chair.

Seeing that she was really anxious, An Ran sighed, walked to the window and made a few calls. After hanging up the phone, he walked back to her, "I entrusted a few journalist friends to help keep an eye on it. Their informants are all over Los Angeles.

We will notify you as soon as there is any news."

"Thank you." Ding Yiyi thanked her sincerely. After her nerves relaxed, she felt her arm hurt.

The doctor signaled Ding Yiyi to come to him and began to remove her bandage. An Ran kept looking at her face and suddenly said: "You are more beautiful than before plastic surgery."

"Really?" Ding Yiyi smiled lightly. She didn't tell An Ran why she had a different face, and the other party didn't ask. Apart from the surprise when they first met, he had always been very calm.

"Can I touch your cheek?" An Ran suddenly said, meeting her surprised gaze and smiling: "I just want to feel the difference."
Chapter completed!