Chapter 153

Chapter 153

Shi Shuning came out of the bathroom wiping his hair dry, and instantly noticed the starry suit on the bed.

He paused for a moment as he was drying his hair, then approached and stroked the twinkling stars on the suit with incredulous fingers.

Catching sight of a note nearby, he read the words and couldn't help but chuckle softly: "This little girl, does she think she's a little magical fairy?"

Though he said those words, his expression was extremely gentle and doting. His little Mengmeng had secretly made this suit for him.

Shi Shuning carefully picked up the suit and walked to the full-length mirror to try it on, his face filled with unrestrained delight.

However, he did not put it on, but instead carefully hung it in the wardrobe. This was personally designed for him by little Mengmeng. When he returned home, he would take this starry suit with him and keep it.

Whenever Mengmeng wore that ocean-blue gown, he would wear this starry suit.

Xiao Yongze sat in the study, his eyes fixed on the documents, but he hadn't turned a page for a long while.

Sitting on the sofa, Song Jiaxi noticed this and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

What was Mr. Boss thinking about? He went to pour a glass of water and came back so absentminded. Something's not right, very not right!

With that thought, she stood up, tiptoed over to Xiao Yongze's side, and then slapped his shoulder.

The sudden action startled Xiao Yongze out of his daze. Seeing it was his wife, he hurriedly clutched his chest and exhaled, "Phew, Jiaxi, you almost gave me a heart attack! It's a good thing I don't have heart disease, otherwise you would have just committed spousal murder."

Song Jiaxi covered her mouth and laughed heartily. It took her a while to stop laughing when she saw Xiao Yongze's aggrieved look.

She folded her arms and cleared her throat, "Ahem, I was saying, you poured a glass of water when you came back, but then you started spacing out. You've been staring at that page for over half an hour now. What were you thinking about?"

Xiao Yongze sighed, "I was just suddenly thinking about how for such a long time, I've sent people to investigate the whereabouts of that nanny from back then, but they still can't find her. That's what made me lose focus."

Upon hearing this, Song Jiaxi was stunned for a moment. It was true. Since returning to the country over two months ago, logically speaking, even if that nanny had passed away, they should have found some clues by now.

That nanny was the only breakthrough lead to finding the remains of her daughter.

Xiao Yongze remained silent for a while, glanced at his wife who had lowered her head silently, and told the person on the phone, "I understand. Keep a close watch on her. Since she can't come here, I'll go to her in person."

After hanging up, he hugged Song Jiaxi and asked, "Jiaxi, do you want to come with me to Linyun City?"

But Song Jiaxi clenched her fists and shook her head, "Husband, I won't go. I'll stay at the company and help you handle things."

It wasn't that she didn't want to go; she even wished she could see that murderer right away. But she was afraid that she might lose control and end up killing the person again...

Xiao Yongze responded with a low hum, "Alright, then I'll set off in a bit. You'll be good staying alone, okay? If it's too much, I'll have someone come and keep you company."

Song Jiaxi looked into Xiao Yongze's eyes and smiled, "Okay, I'm not a kid anymore, why are you still treating me like one?"

Xiao Yongze gazed at her tenderly, "In my eyes, you'll always be my eighteen-year-old sweetheart."

Song Jiaxi gave him a glare, then got up from him, "I'll go pack some clothes for you so you can resolve this quickly and come back early."

Xiao Yongze watched his wife's retreating back, the tenderness on his face gradually replaced by a cold expression.

He took out his phone and made a call to his secretary.

"Find an opportunity to leak my private number to Xiao Wenyao."

"Understood."

After hanging up, a chilling glint flashed in Xiao Yongze's eyes.

"Xiao Wenyao, by the time I return from Linyun City, your death will be due. Make the most of your remaining days!"

In the evening, Xiao Yongze boarded a flight to Linyun City.

Song Jiaxi did not go to see him off. She stood on the bedroom balcony, gazing up as a passenger jet flew overhead, a tear rolling down her cheek.

"Yongze, you must find our daughter and bring her back home."