The richest man Yang Fei

"The most urgent thing is to find her."

He ended the call and said to Su Tong, "I'm going out to look for Xiaojia."

"I'll go too."

"Don't go, you wait at home, what if she comes back?"

"Okay, then you pay attention to safety."

"Ah."

Yang Fei searched around the community first, but found no sign of Xiao Jia.

He didn't yell at the mouse, and drove into the street by himself.

The car drove slowly, and Yang Fei paid attention to both sides of the road.

The city is so big, where can she go?

Yang Fei was thinking while driving, but couldn't think of where Xiao Jia might go.

He searched blindly on the road.

Before he knew it, Yang Fei searched all the nearby roads.

After midnight, most of the shops on the street were closed.

Whenever he saw a small shop that was open all night, Yang Fei would stop the car and take a closer look at the people in the shop.

Wan Aimin called several times, and the two communicated several times, but they were still at a loss.

"I can't find her anymore, Ziqiang is going to call the police!" Wan Aimin lost her calmness before, and her tone was crying.

Yang Fei comforted her and said, "Miss Wan, don't worry, Xiaojia is so big, she won't lose it. Didn't you notice when she left home?"

"No, we all fell asleep. I got up to drink tea, and I habitually went to her room to take a look, lest she kick the quilt before I knew she was not at home."

"Sister Wan, contact me anytime if you have any news."

"Yang Fei, if something happens to Xiaojia, I don't want to live anymore..."

Yang Fei sighed, thinking that the children nowadays are so sensible at such a young age?

Let's say she is sensible, but she is so ignorant that she ran out in the middle of the night!

If you find Jiang Xiaojia, how should you tell her?

There are few cars on the street.

It was cold and windy.

The night was getting darker.

Yang Fei's heart also gradually became restless.

Such a young girl is as delicate and beautiful as a flower bone, what should she do if she meets a bad guy?

Yang Fei stepped on the accelerator and accelerated to search in the city.

He kept calling Jiang Xiaojia.

It's always been off.

Yang Fei threw the phone aside and slapped the steering wheel vigorously, a deep sense of helplessness welled up in his heart.

Chapter 1712 I'm just using you, fool!

Yang Fei thought to himself, he can no longer be like a headless chicken running around in various streets of the city, so that no one can be found.

He tried his best to recall and analyze where Jiang Xiaojia might have gone, and then searched for them one by one, but he couldn't find them.

Jiang Ziqiang was furious looking for it, and said angrily that he would not look for it anymore. She is such a big person, she will come back by herself!

Of course Yang Fei would not give up, he drove aimlessly on the street, his eyes searching both sides of the street.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar place.

Flower and bird market?

Yang Fei remembered that he had caught gangsters here before, and he was still with Jiang Xiaojia at that time!

At that time, how old was she? She was still in primary school, right?

With a thought in Yang Fei's mind, he turned the steering wheel and turned into the alley of the flower and bird market.

The flower and bird market is still the same, all the shops have been closed long ago, and the dim street lights cast a cool light.

On the side of the road, the tall sycamores are falling with golden leaves, and the large yellow leaves cover the sidewalk, like covering the road with a layer of cotton clothes to keep out the cold.

A slender figure walked alone on the sidewalk.

She put her hands in her wide pockets and kicked the fallen leaves on the ground with her feet.

The clothes are off-white, the scarf is bright red, bright and beautiful like a painting.

Yang Fei's car drove past her, and when he saw her back from a distance, he knew it was Jiang Xiaojia.

In the cold sky, snowflakes suddenly fell.

The snow under the lights dances down gently like catkins.

Jiang Xiaojia sensed the meaning of snow, raised his head, stretched out his palm, and held a snowflake.

The snowflakes fell on her warm and jade-like palms, and instantly turned into water.

She laughed happily, turning around like a child, jumping, reaching out to catch the snow in the air.

In Yang Fei's eyes, she is actually a child!

Yang Fei stopped the car and got out of the car in a hurry. He called Jiang Ziqiang first and said that he had found Jiang Xiaojia. Please don't worry, he will take her back.

Jiang Ziqiang asked anxiously, "Where? Where?"

Just as Yang Fei was about to answer, he heard Wan Aimin's voice: "Don't ask where she is! Let Brother Yang bring her back!"

Jiang Ziqiang snorted, and said to Yang Fei, "Yang Fei, it's great if we find it, so please help us take her home."