Mousran walked into the office and the room was taken from the outside.

    "Young master."

    He walked step by step towards the man at his desk.

    Jun Beichen looked at the young man coming, and the look in his eyes became soft.

    A month ago, the person in front of me was lying in bed with no idea of life or death.

    Fortunately, I met Gu Jiu on the road.

    Otherwise, mousran and the four of them don''t know what''s going on.

    "You, just get used to them."

    Mousran heard the helpless tone of the man sitting in the seat, and a gentle smile came up at the corners of his mouth.

    He could feel that the young master treated him differently in this month.

    Although I am greedy for these, I can''t feel at ease.

    The disappearance of the little Lord and the coming new year are like a knife in his heart.

    The unspeakable bitterness can only be tasted by yourself.

    He can''t let anyone see it.

    So mousran still wore the same mask as before, revealing his gentle mood in front of the crowd.

    However, only in front of the man in front of him will there be more real smiles.

    After all, people are different.

    Mu Si ran stood at his desk and didn''t respond to Jun Beichen''s helpless words.

    At this time, he came with good news.

    "Gu Jiu asked someone to bring back the news. There may be a trace of the little Lord."

    Jun Beichen Teng stood up from his seat with a trace of urgency, "really? Are you sure? Where did you find it?"

    Then he came over from his desk, "I''ll immediately arrange people to support her. Now it''s too chaotic outside. Arrange more people so that we can spend the new year together when we find Beimo..."

    Mu Si ran looked at the man in front of him. He was not as calm as before, even as excited as him. He immediately stopped the man who wanted to go out and give orders.

    "Young master, Gu Jiu is not sure, but she said she doesn''t need to arrange people."

    Jun Beichen was stopped and didn''t get angry at all, even smiling.

    The elegant and noble man was smiling and couldn''t help himself.

    "Since Gu Jiu has heard the news, it is mostly the news of Beimo. Although she is a woman, she has the same character as Beimo. If there is no exact news, she will never let anyone send the message back."

    As long as the thought of finding Jun Beimo, Jun Beichen''s heart was relieved.

    He doesn''t know how long he can hold on.

    But this news is really the biggest support for him.

    Even if it was the last breath, he would bring Jun Beimo back.

    Mousran naturally agrees with his words.

    Once Gu Jiu gets the news, there is already a possibility of eight to nine out of ten.

    Looking at the elegant and handsome man in front of him, with a tired face and heartache in his eyes.

    In the past month, he has been the hardest.

    Just when mu siran loved the man in front of him, he was suddenly hugged.

    "Xiao Ranran, I''m sleepy and feel so tired."

    Mu Si ran held his man and looked at his dark eyes, which were like pupils dyed black by ink.

    When he looked into his dark eyes, there was a trace of helplessness and tenderness in each other''s eyes.

    But it soon closed powerlessly.

    Jun Beichen is really tired.

    In this month, he was physically and mentally exhausted.

    Time for him is a waste of life.

    He was so tired that he couldn''t afford to sleep.

    Looking at such a gentleman Beichen, mu siran''s heart was in pain.