Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

Jiang Muhang has always had an illusion these two days, feeling that Fang Yiru must have known about Yang Sanyue.

Otherwise, how could I tell some tragic stories from time to time to remind myself?

And those female hooligans mentioned are either missing arms or broken legs, or are disfigured.

In short, not a healthy woman.

Although I don't know which unscrupulous novels Fang Yiru got those stories from.

Jiang Muhang was still keenly aware of something.

Subconsciously asked: "Have you seen Yang Sanyue in the past few days?"

"no!"

The two shook their heads collectively, saying in unison tacitly.

Originally, seeing that Jiang Muhang was not around, the two of them wanted to spend a few days with the little mute.

In the end, they didn't even find anyone.

"Third brother, the day you returned to Jiang's house, the door of the flower shop was locked, and it has been closed until now. We thought you asked her to avoid the limelight first?"

After all, there are more than a dozen of those hooligans, who knows if there are other accomplices.

Jiang Muhang returned to Jiang's house, but Yang Sanyue had no one to protect him.

They thought it was Jiang Muhang's arrangement.

I also want to say that the third brother is too ruthless, I wonder if the brothers have no food this month.

Seeing Jiang Muhang's inexplicably gloomy expression, the two of them suddenly felt something.

With a look of surprise on his face, he said: "The little mute has been closed for half a month, so something must have happened!"

Zhang Boling suddenly became nervous.

Those little hooligans have no other skills, but they love to tease girls, so naturally they also do things secretly, taking advantage of girls.

This time they were beaten so hard, Yang Sanyue was a weak girl, it was hard to imagine what those people would do to him.

Both Zhang Boling and Nie Yingyi's expressions changed, and Jiang Muhang had already stood up quickly.

"Third brother, send a message first."

They thought that Jiang Muhang had been in contact with Yang Sanyue every day for half a month at Jiang's house.

No one thought that Jiang Muhang, in order to avoid suspicion, was afraid that the servants and Fang Yiru would see the clues, so he played the game for half a month, but he didn't dare to send a message to Yang Sanyue.

All three of them began to panic.

Jiang Muhang went straight out, Zhang Boling hurriedly said, "Take the clothes."

The two took their coats and ran out of the school gate one after another.

They went directly to the flower shop, but the flower shop was already empty and empty.

"I just said that this store hadn't opened half a month ago."

Zhang Boling looked at the lock on the door and sighed slightly.

I thought the little mute was afraid of them eating, but I didn't expect that everyone disappeared.

If something happened, their brothers would really blame themselves a little bit.

Jiang Muhang didn't speak, his brows were frowned, and he walked straight in another direction.

The two people behind him could tell where Jiang Muhang was going at a glance, and hurriedly chased after him.

Until an old downstairs, several people looked at the complexion slightly wrinkled.

Nie Yingyi was a little dizzy and said, "Third Young Master, we don't want to search one by one."

When they came here, they realized that they didn't even know which house Yang Sanyue lived in.

I don't even know how many layers it is.

This is where ordinary migrant workers live, and there are dozens of households on each floor.

The old people's buildings are broken, the houses are dilapidated and messy, and each family is divided into several or even a dozen small rooms, so they live in one by one.

Looking at the situation in front of them, the few only felt that if they asked this way, they could ask for a day.

Seeing Jiang Muhang frowned and said nothing, Zhang Boling said, "It's simple, just ask someone."

Judging by Yang Sanyue's appearance, she hasn't lived here for a day or two, so someone will definitely know her.

Jiang Muhang snorted coldly with a sullen face, and the three of them walked towards the door of the unit together.

Before I got close, I saw an old lady coming out to take out the trash.

Zhang Boling hurried forward and asked, "Grandma, have you ever seen a girl who is so tall, she is very beautiful, she is around 20 years old, and she doesn't like to talk."

Zhang Boling described it with a smile, but unfortunately the old man in front of him was stunned, obviously not understanding.

Seeing her bewildered look, Zhang Boling was about to explain when the old man said, "What are you talking about? I'm getting old, alas, my ears just don't work."

Zhang Boling: "..."

Just as he was about to explain it again, Jiang Muhang stepped forward and held the phone in front of the old lady.

The old man saw the girl above at a glance, and smiled kindly: "You are friends of Yueyue."

Zhang Boling's eyes lit up, this is recognition.

Didn't expect it to be so easy.

He hurried forward and shouted loudly: "We are her friends, she hasn't been to the flower shop for many days, I am very worried about her."

Zhang Boling's voice is very loud, and the young man is at the time when he is full of energy.

Coupled with the exhaustion of his yelling, the old man in front of him frowned.

He stared at him dissatisfied and said, "Don't be so loud, I'm not deaf."

Zhang Boling: "..."

"Yueyue doesn't grow flowers at home, and she doesn't have heart disease."

The old man replied very thoughtfully, Zhang Boling immediately rolled his eyes.

This is indeed not deaf, is there any difference between this and deafness?

"A Ling, your voice is too low, let me do it."

Nie Yingyi, who was beside him, bravely stepped forward, and was about to lift his spirits, but was blocked by Jiang Muhang.

Jiang Muhang directly took out his mobile phone.

A word on the phone filled the screen, scrolling in front of my eyes little by little.

The old man who saw the words suddenly understood and said: "Yueyue went back to her hometown and said her mother was sick."

"Does this old man know the little mute?"

Zhang Boling approached Nie Yingyi and whispered.

If they said it so seriously, if they hadn't known that Yang Sanyue was an orphan, they would have believed it by now.

An orphan, where is his hometown, why does he still have a mother?

When the two looked up again, they saw Jiang Muhang walking back without looking back.

Seeing this, Zhang Boling quickly patted Nie Yingyi.

"Grandma, thank you."

As he said that, he pulled Nie Yingyi to chase, only to hear the old man behind him laughing and saying: "Yueyue is your sister, please give me a voice when you see her."

Zhang Boling: "..."

"Don't tell me, one has bad ears and the other is dumb. They are a good match."

Nie Yingyi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Her face was full of admiration for Yang Sanyue.

If they were to face an old man who talked about chicken and duck every day, they would probably have a big head.

Zhang Boling said unhappily: "The little mute can't tell anyway, he's not the same as anyone else."

After speaking, looking at the back who had already gone away, he hurriedly called out: "Third brother, wait for us!"

It is said that Yang Sanyue has returned to his hometown, where can they find it now.

It wasn't until standing in front of the orphanage outside the city that Zhang Boling said in admiration: "Third brother, you are really good."

Isn't this Yang Sanyue's home?

It's just strange, not only does Jiang Muhang have pictures of him, but he also knows which orphanage he grew up in.