Chapter 1132： Life or death uncertain

Chapter 1132 Life and death uncertain

The subtext is that life or death is uncertain.

"We...only found the car he was in that day, with his blood stains on it, a lot."

Song Yaoya nodded and walked towards the stairs.

"I know."

"Miss Song——"

She was so calm, her tone didn't even fluctuate. If she cried and even had other reactions, Zhang Shu and others would not be so worried.

It is because she did not respond that Uncle Zhang worried that she was holding it in his heart.

"Miss Song," Zhang Shu managed to hold back tears, and took two steps forward, "You must take care of your body! Sir, he has encountered many dangers, big and small, every time. Now, find Without him, it is the best news!"

He didn't say the word corpse, as if saying it, he was cursing Huo Yunque.

"Of course I know."

Song Yaoya suddenly turned her head, she did not cry, but showed a big smile.

"My brother will not die! I will wait here for him to come back."

She did not lose the feeling of Huo Yunque, she believed in her sixth sense.

At present, Huo Yunque must be somewhere and he will be back.

After speaking, she went upstairs without looking back, leaving the eyes of those people behind.

Uncle Zhang looked at her straight back and let out a deep breath.

"Listen to me, but if the news of Mr. Fan's disappearance is leaked out, I will take you on the knife!"

The old housekeeper suddenly turned around, and his eyes flashed, and his eyebrows were full of coldness. The back is straight, and the whole person is like a blood-stained war knife, which is not to be underestimated.

Huo Jiu stood quietly behind him.

"From now on, what should you say, what should you do, shouldn't I teach you one by one?"

The disappearance of the head of the Huo family is no small matter.

Once the news leaks out, turbulence will inevitably occur not only in foreign countries, but also in domestic families.

There are always some restless, waiting for opportunities.

"Yes--"

Uncle Zhang's gaze swept across the servants one by one, his gaze fell, and the servants bowed their heads involuntarily.

Obedient, respectful, fearful.

"Go all down."

He waved his hand to let all the servants go.

When everyone disappeared, his back suddenly buckled, as if he was ten years old overnight. He looked at Huo Jiu, "Domestic news must be kept secret. I will show you the list of those servants and the list of their family members. I have to send more people inside and outside the house. Those people who know the news, say they will Miss took action, now that Mr. is missing, Miss Song must be protected."

Otherwise, Mr. is disappointed.

Huo Jiu nodded, "Yes, I understand."

Also missing with Huo Yunque is Huo Qi. When Huo Jiu entered Huo Qi's room, his computer was still on, with his game interface hanging in it.

Huo Qi, who has always been a fool, because of the most detached personality, was brought by her husband.

The one missing is his master, and the other is his brother who grew up with him.

Huo Jiu's thin lips pressed tightly, and the eyes behind the glasses flashed with blood.

Someday!

He will kill those people!

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After Song Yaoyao returned to Huo’s house, he ate regularly and went to bed every day.

Can read and write.

It seemed that Huo Yunque was only on a business trip, without any mood swings.

But the more so, the more worrying.

She is like a robot with a program written in it, working step by step every day, forgetting the sadness.

Uncle Zhang saw everything in his eyes and hurt in his heart, and finally one day, he couldn't help it.

If this continues, the body will be worn down.

He couldn't watch Song Yaoya consume such self-depletion. As the day passed, Huo Yunque still had no news, and hopes became increasingly dim.

The old man has not been in good health in recent years, and he has kept the news to the utmost, so he dare not leak the slightest noise.

"Miss Tang."

Uncle Zhang bowed his head and greeted Tang Xinrou out of the car, "I beg you for everything."

Tang Xinrou also learned of the news. The Tang family and the Huo family are family friends, and many businesses have cooperation. They were originally on the same boat.

Therefore, Uncle Zhang did not hide from her.

And now, he still needs Tang Xinrou to persuade Song Yaoyao.

"I know that this is what I should do. It's because I'm too busy, and I even forgot to care about my life." She saw the tiredness on Uncle Zhang's face, and said: "Uncle Zhang, go and rest first, myself. Go to see you."

"Okay, please."

Uncle Zhang looked at the cloudy sky, and from the day Song Yaoya came back, it seemed that even God loved her and never saw the sun again.

Tang Xinrou went upstairs alone and knocked on the closed door.

"Fall? Are you here?"

She twisted the handle lightly, but did not expect it to actually open.

"If you don't answer, I will come in?"

Tang Xinrou leaned in half of her head and searched the room, but she didn't see Song Yaoyao.

It's as usual here, except for a framed picture.

The painting depicts a pair of lovers, one is clear and gentle, the other is sweet and charming. Behind them, there are large expanses of maple leaves like flames. The girl’s smile was so sweet, and the painter was very aura. Even when Song Yaoya laughed, the pear vortex on the cheek was painted vividly.

She stepped in.

Except for one painting, nothing has changed in this bedroom.

There is a thin blanket on the back of the sofa, and there are two drinking glasses on the table, one pair. Plush dolls of all sizes are everywhere.

The original simplicity of the room gradually took on the breath of life.

Nothing has changed, but everything seems to have changed.

There was something stuck in Tang Xinrou's throat, and her eyes were hot. She didn't dare to think, if something really happened to Huo Yunque, what would she do?

She has been with Huo Yunque since she was eighteen years old, and she has experienced all kinds of people in her life. In the end, the only ones who accompanied her were each other. The man held her in his palm. Tang Xinrou had never seen her before. Someone could spoil his girlfriend like everyone envy.

Only Huo Yunque did it.

But now, he is missing, and he is left alone.

Various emotions flashed in Tang Xinrou's mind, and she slowly walked inside.

The door to the balcony was half open, and the remodeled enclosed balcony had large French windows closed. A small figure nestled in the sofa, as if asleep.

"Slim?"

Tang Xinrou almost lost her voice, walked quickly to Song Yaoyao and squatted down.

However, she found that Song Yaoya was not asleep at all. She opened her hollow eyes and stared straight ahead.

"Fairy..."

She was so distressed that she couldn't control her tears, and fell on Song Yao's face.

Song Yaoyao's eyelashes moved, and he suddenly returned to his senses.

She rubbed her sore forehead and sat up from the sofa, "Why are you here?"

The soft voice seemed to be the same as usual, but she knew her like Tang Xinrou, but she knew that it had changed. There was no vitality in Song Yaoya's voice.

(End of this chapter)