The child was at a loss to his mother's side, and looked at the aunt who was crying in front of her.

"There's something wrong with you." The woman took the child's hand and left in a hurry.

Ye Chuqing is very sad, regardless of everything squats on the ground and wails. Ding Yiyi persuades the other party to stop tears for a long time.

Back in the car, the driver has been waiting. Seeing the two people's faces, he also thinks that something has happened.

"Brother Wang, please get out of the car and have a cigarette." Ding Yiyi said, waiting for the driver to get off the bus, he said with a little solemnity: "I am your sister-in-law. Although you have brother, husband and parents, I still have to do my duty to be responsible for you. Do you have any very sad things?"

Ye Chuqing's head was in a mess. For a moment, she wanted to tell everything. But looking at her sister-in-law's sincere eyes, she knew that it was absolutely not allowed to do this, and she swallowed all the words back into her stomach.

"Nothing. I just want to meet you."

"Miss Ziyu? Yes, you haven't been in touch for a long time. She and Junkai are engaged now, so they have to get married. When nianmo comes back, I will accompany you to Canada to see her. "

Seeing ye Chuqing's body shaking suddenly, she thought the other side was still suffering, so she opened the window and said, "is it better?"

"Better, thank you, sister-in-law." Ye Chuqing quickly put aside his eyes.

Back at Ye's house, she found a chance to slip away. Originally, she wanted to talk to her father about what to do. However, her father was not there, and only her mother took a rest in the bedroom.

In the presidential suite of the hotel, the elegant man was in a bit of a mess at this time. His clothes were full of wrinkles and his thick hair was in a mess.

Although in the face of such a dilemma, a man is still very modest, "Mr. Ye, a hundred news is better than a sight."

"It's not easy to catch you," said Ye Zimo, with a gloomy face. "The dog's last meeting is with you. Mr. golden handle, you're really busy as a Freemasonry officer."

The latter is a little surprised. Being able to investigate this level shows that the man in front of him is really very unusual, because the information of Masonic members is kept secret from each other. You don't even know who the members are until you have a mission. However, in this case, the boss of an enterprise can find him by his own strength.

After he was surprised, he regained his modesty. "I'm glad you're not a member of us, and I'm sorry that the leader didn't include you among the members. Talents like you should be absorbed into the core elite and come to us."

Ye Zimo's eyes were heavy, "say what I want to hear."

"I'm afraid not." Gold handle smile, "because your investigation is limited to this, and in the near future, you still have to put me back. Of course, I like Dongjiang very much, otherwise I would not come back to travel every year."

"Is that so? Let's wait and see. " Ye Zimo's secluded path.

He can expect the calm of the other party, and use all kinds of means to find his head and catch people, but even so, he can detect many obstacles in the process.

"Mr. Ye," a bodyguard like man walked up to his side. "There is still no news from Uruk."

He was silent. His hand in his pocket remained unchanged. After a long time, he said, "at least find the body."

The phone rings, he waves to let people leave, and then answers the phone, "are you ok?"

"OK, are you coming back for dinner today? I'll make the kitchen light. "

"Yi Han, there is something I want to tell you."

"Next time." The other party's voice suddenly short, immediately interrupted him, the foreword does not match after the language said some, then hung up the phone.

He sighed. His wife's attitude is strange these days. She is afraid to communicate with him. He can understand. After all, he is worried about hearing the news, but it is not the way to go on like this.

On the other side, ye Chuqing couldn't help thinking wildly after returning home, so he called Hai Zhuo Xuan, "what can I do? I behaved badly. What should I do if my sister-in-law saw something different? "

"Don't worry about anything. You just have to be yourself. I'll do all the rest. I'll go back to accompany you soon. Be good at this time. Don't think nonsense, OK?"

"Good."

"Wife, I love you."

There was a slight silence on the other end of the phone, "me too."

Hang up the phone, Hai Zhuo Xuan looked serious, "I want to go back, now all the Ye family are in a panic, no one believes that he is dead, the living can not be found, the body can not be found. Now ye Fu is going to turn over the whole land of Uruk

Song Mengjie has been wiping her tears. She dare not go to Ye's house openly. She is worried that Ding Yiyi will become suspicious. She happened to meet Hai Zhuohuan today and asked him to tell him the progress of the matter.

"What should I do? What should we do about it? "

Haizhuohuan sighed, "if possible, at least I hope to find the body and bring it back."She shivered. "Don't say that terrible thing! It will be found. "

Haizhuo Xuan looks at her quietly. Women always have more expectations than men. For example, women tend to have a better ending than men, but the ending may not always be good every time.

Of course, he won't tell the cruel things. He checked up and said, "I'll go back to accompany her now, and you can also adjust your mood. Yebo should still be dealing with things in Uruk now, so you can only refuel more."

"Well, thank you." Song Mengjie nodded, dazed to see the other party leave, she did not leave, but took out her mobile phone to send a message to her husband, "are you there?"

In the message box, the last message is five hours ago. Since yebo went to Urumqi, she has been hanging all her heart on the other party. She must get the news from the other party every few hours every day, otherwise she will be unable to sit still.

She knew that this would cause trouble to the other party and affect his work, but there was no way. If she could not get his news, she would go crazy. It is at this time, what Haizhuo Xuan, what ye nianmo, are no more important than her lover.

The message came back quickly, "don't worry."

Even if there were only a few words, she read them over and over again. He knew his worries! He can also understand his worries, which is enough.

"Sir, this loan to you has a lot of money. Although your house is 130 square meters, it's not a school district house, and it's westward. It's still the highest floor. Generally, the value of a house in the western sun is not high. It's very good to be able to borrow this money."

Song Mengjie has been staring at the chattering girl for a long time, and finally remembered why she felt familiar with each other. If there was no mistake, the child used to work in Yiyi company.

The voice there was getting louder and louder. It was a little bit of an argument. At last, it seemed that the girl was compromising. "In fact, you are also our old customer. Every time you repay, the credit is very good. The boss also knows that. This time, it's about me. Otherwise, you wait. I'll ask the boss to come and talk to you."

Of course, the man was overjoyed. He nodded his head and urged her to fight quickly, so that everyone could get things done.

When the boss appeared, song Mengjie was scared. How could it be Aoxue?

Ao Xue sat down and said a lot during this period. She has been saying why the man's house is not good and it's hard to keep it for promotion. She might as well sell it now, so as to get more money and not pay it back.

Men think it makes sense, from borrowing to selling houses, the person working in Dingyi company accompanied the man to go through the relevant procedures.

Aoxue is proud of herself. One of her clients is the relevant department. They trade with each other. The other party specially tells her this information. Next year, the acquisition project will be launched in that place to establish public places. The demolition money alone will be a big sum. So she joined forces with shallow Wei to perform this good play. Who can't live with the money? It's too late for the man to repent next year.

Aware that there is a line of sight has been following her, she turned her head and saw a familiar old friend, "isn't this Mengjie? Well, I haven't been in touch for a long time. What are you doing now? "

Song Mengjie is not before the silly white sweet, she does not think that the other side is really greeting, half is cautiously looking at her, "did not do anything."

The other party is more like this, Ao Xue is more happy, simply sat down, "we also haven't seen it for several years, when was the last time we met? Let me see. When my sister and brother-in-law are married for the second time? "

Hearing ye nianmo's name, song Mengjie felt sad and didn't want to say anything more. She stood up and said, "I have something to go first."

Ao Xue liked to see her run away like a mouse, and she also got up and followed her, "how about you? You are my sister's good friend. Has she given you any good? You don't say that staying by her side doesn't get any benefits. It's better to be my friend. You've loved my brother-in-law before. "

"Enough! Don't mention him any more. Isn't everyone sad enough now? Why do you want to be so cold-blooded? Can you still be so playful when he has an accident? "

Ao snow closed a smile, "what's wrong with him?"

Song Mengjie realized that she had made a slip of the tongue and wanted to go. The man behind him said coldly: "it doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. I'll go and ask her directly."

"No Song Mengjie immediately turned to hold her, "this matter absolutely can't let Yiyi know, she will be crazy."

"Tell me, I won't talk to her."

After silence, song Mengjie said with difficulty: "nianmo was affected by the explosive attack in Uruk. Now life and death are unknown. It is likely that Dead. "

Ao Xue doesn't know how she got home, but she feels that her soul is empty. Something will spread from her heart and blow her to pieces.

She felt her eyes and thought that she would cry, but in fact, her eyes were too dry, there were no tears, only a heart so empty that there was no place to place.

The scenes with him appeared in her mind. When the orphanage first met with him when she was a child, she could remember the expression and appearance of each other so clearly."How could he die?" She murmured in a low voice, squatting helplessly in the porch, not even the strength to walk to the living room.