Chapter 270

“BINGO！” Qin Fang snapped his fingers and verified Fu xishen's idea.

Not to mention that Anning had been in a coma for five years before she woke up. Not long ago, how capable a dignified young lady can be.

It remains to be confirmed whether Zhao Lingling, a high school dropout, is Zhao Tianyu's child.

The two men, at a dead end, found Qin Fang, the son of the vice mayor.

I'm sure a dissolute childe can have such ability. If no one is behind, I'm afraid he will laugh off his big teeth.

"I see. I'll find someone to watch."

This time, Qin Fang waved his hand, "don't use others. I'll check it myself."

"Huh?" Fu xishen looked up from the document and sent an inquiring expression.

"I've probably got some ideas. I'll go."

Fu xishen raised his eyelids, examined Qin Fang for a moment, and continued to move on his hand, "whatever you want."

"Yes, then I'll go. I'll contact you if there are results."

Qin Fang finished this sentence and threw away the cigarette end just finished smoking. It was obvious that he was in a good mood.

He stretched himself and felt comfortable all over.

After being in a muddle for such a long time, there is one thing that can arouse his interest.

Fu xishen recovered from his memory, stuffed the finished documents into the shredder and stood where he was for a long time.

"I asked Xia Tong to eat out."

Finally, the prompt tone of the mobile phone called Fu xishen back, and then turned off the shredder.

……

"You live here?"

Zhao Qiqing followed the navigation and finally found the location of Du xiatong's house.

She was frightened by the scene in front of her, not to say how simple, but the fish and dragons were mixed.

As soon as she got off the elevator, she almost ran into a drunk. The smell of the wine almost made her faint.

"I haven't changed places since I got used to it. I told you to go out and make an appointment for dinner. You have to listen."

Du xiatong came out to welcome Zhao Qiqing in, and then conveniently fastened the "safety lock" made of iron chain.

"Is it because of an Zirui?"

With Du xiatong's character, Zhao Qiqing really can't think of any reason why she can live in such a humble place for so long.

Du xiatong's action of carrying vegetables stiffened for a moment, and then quickly recovered.

She put the vegetables into the kitchen and said, "yes, we shared this room."

"Tongtong, wait for me. When I make it clear with my family, I'll take you home."

An Zirui's voice seemed to be still in his ears when he was young. Du xiatong quietly grabbed the skirt in front of his chest and tried to change the stuffy pain in his chest.

Everything is just a dream

"Xia Tong?" Zhao Qiqing was worried and came forward to hold Du xiatong's arm.

"Nothing." Du xiatong's pale face showed a stiff smile.

That's why she doesn't laugh often. It looks strange.

"Isn't there something to discuss? What's the matter?"

Zhao Qiqing looked at Du xiatong, whose eyes were still a little angry, and suddenly it was difficult to speak.

"Is it about an Zirui?" Du xiatong saw Zhao Qiqing's hesitation and continued: "don't worry about me. I've been used to it for a long time."

"Xia Tong......" Zhao Qiqing pinched Du xiatong's cold hand and finally chose to speak, "can you contact an Zirui now?"

Du xiatong's face turned white, "yes."

"Then you... Help me contact him. I have something to ask him."

Zhao Qiqing is not happy to contact an Zirui, but when she thinks of an's mother

"OK..."

The phone was dialed three times, and the other side was connected when they were all going to give up.

"Tong Tong, what can I do for you?"

I don't know where an Zirui is. The silence around him is terrible. Only his heavy breathing sounds in his ears.

Listen carefully, there seems to be the sound of water droplets.

"Where are you now?"

Although Du xiatong made up his mind to tell himself not to take out his heart every time, he still broke his skill when the object was an Zirui.

The strange silence and an Zirui's voice made Du xiatong and Zhao Qiqing feel uncomfortable.

"Tongtong..." an Zirui gasped in the dark basement and tried to make his voice steady.

"I'm a little busy. Hang up first."

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Qiqing grabbed the mobile phone and comforted Du xiatong, who didn't look very good.

"Xiao Qing?" An Zirui's slightly surprised voice came from the receiver.

"It's me."

"You... Where did you take Mrs. Ann?" Zhao Qiqing curled up her fingers and asked.

An Zirui obviously paused for a moment, and the heavy breathing sound was no longer blocked to their ears.

"Did your father tell you? It seems that he has come out..."

An Zirui chuckled, with some irony of unknown meaning.

Zhao Qiqing pursed her lips and ignored an Zirui's words.

The word "father" always reminds her of everything in the past.

"Xiaoqing, don't worry about it. My mother is placed in a good place by me, which is very suitable for treatment."

"I'm afraid you can't protect yourself now. Can you ensure your safety by taking people away?"

There was a moment of immersion, and the voices of several people came faintly.

Zhao Qiqing didn't speak rashly before the voice disappeared. After the voice disappeared, an Zirui's voice came back again.

"If my father comes to you again in the future, don't pay attention."

"Wait a minute, you..." before Zhao Qiqing finished his next words, an Zirui had hung up the phone.

"Qiqing, you......" Du xiatong stopped talking.

"It's all right. That's what I expected."

Zhao Qiqing shook her head and returned her mobile phone to Du xiatong.

Since an Zirui had decided to take an's mother away, she didn't expect to bring people back. Just make sure they were all right.

"Don't think too much. An Zirui has his own discretion." Zhao Qiqing comforted Du xiatong when she left.

"I know... It's just Mrs. Ann's side..."

"Just make sure people are safe." Zhao Qiqing didn't want to say more and left Du xiatong's community.

On the way, I received a call from xiao'an, saying that SUN Hao wanted to find him for important things.

Zhao Qiqing had to delay her return time again and drove to SUN Hao's apartment.

"Sister Qiqing, you're here..." xiao'an opened the door with an obvious cry.

Zhao Qiqing frowned and came in with xiao'an's thin shoulder. "What's the matter? Uncle sun's operation is not ideal?"

"No..." xiao'an denied, but his eyes were full of red.

"He didn't want to have surgery."

Zhao Qiqing was surprised: "why?"

"Ann, is Xiaoqing here?"

As soon as xiao'an opened his mouth to say something, SUN Hao's unclear inquiry was worn in the study.

"Yes..."

"Let Xiaoqing come in. Didn't you say you wanted to prepare juice for me? Go now."

Xiao'an didn't have a chance to talk anymore and went into the kitchen with a bitter face.