Wealthy Marriage: The President's Dumb Wife

After Song Yu answered the phone, she turned around and looked at Zhen Qi who was standing in the distance. After putting the phone in her pocket, Song Yu waved to Zhen Qi, and Zhen Qi ran towards him.

"You have successfully ruined my engagement again." Song Yu gently stroked Zhen Qi's hair, "I'll take you home."

"This——" Zhen Qi hesitated for a moment, Fei'er went to see Song Yu to get engaged, and if he saw the escaped groom sending him back, his big mouth didn't know what to say to Sun Xiaofei.

"Is it not possible?" Song Yu asked with a frown.

"No." Zhenqi quickly waved her hand, now that Sun Xiaofei is busy with her company, she has not visited her for a long time, so she nodded, "If you are not busy, you can send me off, but my roommate may be a bit of a nympho oh."

Along the way, Zhenqi was still worried about how Fei'er would look like when she saw Song Yu, but when Zhenqi looked at Fei'er's indifferent face, Zhenqi was more puzzled besides being thankful.

"Are you going to be his mistress?" Mayfair closed the door after Song Yu left and said to Zhen Qi who was sitting on the sofa.

"Don't talk nonsense, I won't be his mistress." Zhenqi gave her a white look.

Fei'er sighed and said, "If you don't do it, I still want to do it, but he doesn't like me. For a woman like us, if he can get a look in his eyes and a smile, he will have no regrets in this life."

"You are such a nympho." Zhenqi laughed at her.

But the heart was entangled by the word mistress. Zhenqi didn't want to be Song Yu's mistress. When they fell in love, Wen Muya didn't show up. Why would she be said to be a third party? It is not as good as the order of names.

Lu Zhenqi, you are so selfish, you want Wen Muya to help Song Yu, but you don't want Wen Muya to own Song Yu.

Not long after, the courier company called to inform Zhenqi that there was a courier that had not been signed for. Christmas was approaching, and if she did not sign for it, she would have to wait for several days. The delivery address was the address of the apartment where she lived.Zhenqi called Song Yu to pick it up with her. Zhenqi was very curious how someone would send a courier to that address. Logically, not many people knew where I lived.

Zhenqi suddenly thought of the photo of Luo Luo that she received at the hospital last time. The anonymous person said that she would send her a photo of Luo Luo.

Sure enough, it was the latest photo of Luo Luo. The photo was taken three days ago, and there was not much information about the sender on the courier slip.

In the photo, Luo Luo's face is ruddy, not worse than usual. Zhen Qi is sitting in the car holding the photo, crying in Song Yu's arms, pointing to the photo and saying, "When will we find them, Liu Ziye?" No news either."

"Someone sent photos to the hospital before. This time it was a courier. I must have lost you, but he knows the secret address. He should be someone who knows us well. He treats them kindly. He shouldn't be our enemy. Who is it? I will hand over the courier bill to the police, and let the police investigate where it was sent from." Song Yu analyzed.

There are not many words behind the photo, just saying: Please don't worry too much, they are doing well.

Even if I don't worry, they are my relatives, can I not miss them? No matter how happy Zhen Qi and Song Yu are together, as long as Luo Luo is mentioned, they will feel sad together.

I hope the police can find out the reason for the delivery and find the address of the person who left them.

On Christmas Eve, Song Yu drove Zhen Qi to the top floor of his company building.

"You're not at home with your fiancée for the holidays, and you come to me for something, what if you find out!" Zhen Qi followed behind Song Yu, taking all kinds of long and short fireworks from the trunk.

Song Yu hugged the biggest firework, then pinched Zhen Qi's nose and said, "My fiancée has always been only you, besides, I promised you that I will accompany you to set off fireworks every year."

Taking the elevator up, Zhen Qi patted her chest, the feeling of suffocation intensified, Song Yu asked her with concern: "What's the matter, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's okay. Ever since I was kidnapped, I felt short of breath every time I was in a closed space, and I was very scared. I had to stay in a place with windows, and I was really afraid of taking the elevator." Zhenqi said.

"Claustrophobia, you had a little bit of it before, in the future, try not to take this kind of elevator, what if you faint in it alone." Song Yu said worriedly.

"I'm not so vulnerable now, it's just that Leng Leng and your mother—" Zhenqi said.

Song Yu said: "The courier was sent from Shenzhen, but the police said that it cannot be ruled out that someone deliberately sent it in Shenzhen to avoid the police's sight. They got in touch with the Shenzhen police. I plan to arrange it. Let's go together. Go to Shenzhen."

"Alright, let's find Luo Luo and your mother together. Does Liu Ziye know?" Zhen Qi asked.

"He has already gone first," Song Yu said.

On the rooftop, Song Yu lit the fireworks and hugged Zhen Qi's shoulders. When the fireworks bloomed in the sky, it was so beautiful that Zhen Qi shed tears.

Fireworks are easy to be cold.

On the open-air top-floor balcony, surrounded by the sound of fireworks, Zhenqi covered her ears and asked Song Yu loudly: "Uncle, will you still love me next year?"

Song Yu said: "Love, a little more than last year's love, and a little less than the next year's love."

He said: "Lu Zhenqi, I will love you more than before.

The moon that night was also very round, whether the day of reunion is approaching.

Zhenqi only silently said a few times in her heart: I hope people will last forever, I hope people will last forever...

On the flight to Shenzhen, Song Yu booked the first-class cabin, and Zhen Qi leaned on his shoulder, interlocking her fingers. Zhen Qi fantasized about finding Luo Luo, and the scene with Song's mother, so warm.

When I arrived in Shenzhen, I contacted the local police, and found the courier company. The courier at the time had no clear impression, saying that it was sent by a woman. The woman asked a few questions, and it was confirmed that she had just arrived in Shenzhen. people.This made Zhenqi very disappointed. Maybe it was the same as the police guessed. She just came to Shenzhen to send the courier to divert her attention.

Checked the list of people who took the plane to Shenzhen in those days, and found no suspicious people.

Zhen Qi and Song Yu were very disappointed, and Liu Ziye was the most dispirited. After experiencing countless disappointments, that high-spirited man looked haggard.

Zhenqi Yejing didn't know what to say to comfort her, so she could only pray for the safety of Luoluo and Song's mother with a heavy heart.

Back in Binhai, Song Yu spent a lot of money in various newspapers and magazines to publish missing person notices in rotation, and the TV station also carried out missing person notices, and hired more than 100 people to distribute the notices of missing persons in the streets. The reward is 500 million for clues, and [-] million for those who find people directly.

In an instant, there was a sensation all over the city.

Under such a network, as long as Luo Luo and the others show up, there will definitely be clues.

I have received quite a few similar calls providing clues, but none of them are accurate.