On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

Phytolacca, who hadn't shaved for five or six days, instantly aged ten years.

When the consulate called, Shang Lu was leaning against the car window and squinted for a while with his hands between his eyebrows.

Even when she was sleeping, her brows were tightly knit into a small hill.

Afraid of waking him up, Qin Sen quickly cut off the phone.

Another WeChat message was sent to the person in charge of the consulate: Shang...

A word has just been edited in the dialog box.

I wanted to say that Mr. Shang didn't close his eyes for a few days and finally fell asleep in the car, so let the people from the consulate say it on WeChat.

As a result, Shang Lu opened his lightly closed eyes.

There was endless exhaustion in the wide-open eyes, "Who called, is there news about Qiaoer?"

The phone was snatched by him.

It's Consul Fang.

He called back immediately.

"What did you say?" Shang Lu's raised lips trembled violently.

His voice became choked and painful, "It's definitely a Chinese girl..."

He restrained.

Tears of restraint and pain immediately welled up in the tired red eyes.

Wanting to get more information on the phone, he asked hoarsely, "What clothes are you wearing?"

Consul Fang said in a heavy voice, "Sorry, the body has been disassembled. There are no clothes, only limbs. The head has not been found yet, but I can be sure that it is a yellow-skinned Chinese girl. A notebook full of Chinese characters was found on her body." .”

Snapped!

The phone fell on the carpet in the car.

The restrained tears in Shang Lu's eyes became more and more turbulent.

This was the first time Qin Sen saw Shang Lu cry.

Even seven and a half years ago, Mrs. Shang, that is, Shang Lu's mother passed away, and Qin Sen never saw him shed tears.

His whole man's staunch body collapsed in an instant.

It seems that the spiritual pillar of the whole person has collapsed.

Just now Qin Sen listened to a few words before posting them on his phone.

If Qiao Qiao was really dismembered...

Can't imagine it.

Even Qin Sen's shoulders collapsed sadly, "How could this happen, how could someone dismember him..."

I heard that the law and order in Angola is very bad.

But such an unlucky thing can't happen to Qiaoqiao.

"It can't be Qiaoqiao, absolutely impossible."

There was a firmness in Shanglu's hoarse voice.

Qiao Qiao couldn't have an accident like this.

She still doesn't know that she is Mrs. Shang, she hasn't enjoyed the splendor and wealth in this world, and there are many blessings she hasn't enjoyed yet.

Shanglu almost rushed to the local police station immediately.

The person who was dismembered was indeed a Chinese girl.

Consul Fang handed a bloody notebook to Shang Lu, "This is a relic of the deceased, Mr. Shang, please take a look."

The word "dead" stabbed Shanglu's nerves a little.

In a daze, it seemed as if he had just met Qiao Qiao.

Obviously a few days ago, I was still affectionate and lingering, you love me deeply.

Why... was killed.

Even the voice in my heart was trembling.

Shanglu reached for the bloody notebook, hoping it wasn't Qiao Qiao's.

Desperate to confirm this.

I dare not open it.

But in the end, he opened the notebook decisively.

The handwriting is not Qiao Qiao's!

Qiao Qiao's handwriting is very grand, and all the writings are about the company's expansion, various plans for renting factories and recruiting workers.

But what is recorded in the notebook is some legal expertise.

It should be a Chinese female student studying in Angola.

At the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, Shang Lu was a little unsteady and almost fainted.

Fortunately, Qin Sen supported him in time.

After several days and nights without closing his eyes, Shanglu couldn't hold it anymore.

He was not made of iron, he couldn't hold on anymore, but he still held on, and wanted to continue looking for Qiao Qiao.

Qin Sen grabbed his shoulders, trying to pull him back.

On weekdays, Shanglu walks with a gust of wind, and stands as steady as Mount Tai.

Today, when I grabbed his shoulder, he was a little shaken.

The whole person couldn't stand still as if someone had yanked his spine.

Qin Sen hurriedly supported him, "Shanglu, you really need to take a break. If you continue like this, you will fall down before you find Qiaoqiao."

"I can't rest." He gave the bald bodyguard a look, "Ashu, bring me two more bottles."

The bald bodyguard Li Chaoshu looked at Qin Sen in embarrassment.

Qin Sen's voice suddenly rose, "If you drink caffeinated drinks like this again and force yourself to stay awake, you will die suddenly."

The bald bodyguard also persuaded, "Yes, third master, I can't drink anymore."

These days, he always carries a bag with him.

Bags hold a variety of caffeinated beverages.

The third master was sleepy, tired, and couldn't hold on anymore, so he immediately opened two cans and drank them down.

If this is the case, it will really be a sudden death.

Shanglu went to grab it.

The bald bodyguard avoided him.

"I'll ask you to bring it to me." Shang Lu blushed anxiously, as if ordering.

Even if the bald bodyguard was afraid of him, he knew how to think about his safety, and said boldly, "Third Master, I really can't listen to you this time. Even if you beat me to death, I can't let you drink anymore."

Qin Sen persuaded, "Shang Lu, you are such a calm person on weekdays, why are you suddenly so irritable and anxious. It's useless for you to be anxious. What you need now is rest."

"It's not that something happened to your wife, of course you are not in a hurry." Shanglu roared.

The voice is raised.

With a ferocious mood.

"Who are you yelling at?" Qin Sen also became fierce, "I came from a long distance to help you find a wife, and I was also anxious with you. We couldn't eat or sleep together. That's how you yell at me. Do you want to fight? no?"

Qin Sen rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight Shanglu.

The bald bodyguard next to him hurriedly tried to persuade the fight.

Qin Sen, who took the initiative to attack, angered Shanglu, and the two immediately scuffled together.

After a few rounds, Shanglu is still very capable of counterattacking.

Qin Sen couldn't help but admire the man's physical strength, he hadn't slept for days and nights, and he was still able to fight like this.

It took a lot of effort before Qin Sen found the right opportunity to slash Shanglu's neck.

Let him faint in front of himself.

Only then did the bald bodyguard who persuaded the fight understand.

It turned out that Qin Sen was looking for a chance to make him pass out so that he could rest for a while, so he pretended to fight him.

"Bring him back."

Qiao Qiao has completely entered Shanglu's heart.

Otherwise, this man would not completely lose his mind because of her.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when Shanglu was carried back to the villa.

At this time, the night was terribly dark.

Qiao Qiao was trapped in the wilderness two hundred kilometers away.

The people who abducted her were all tall and big, with guns, knives, and various tools that were controlled in the country.

All of them are vicious.

Say it's the thief's accomplice, but it doesn't look like it.

They have tattoos on their hands and bodies, with mysterious symbols, as if they belonged to the same organization.

She concluded that it must not be simply being robbed.

Don't rob money, don't rob sex.

What do they want to do?

During these six days and five nights, Qiaoqiao tried every means to escape.

Did not find the right opportunity.

These people were speaking bird language that she couldn't understand, and they didn't know what they were going to do.

I want to call Shanglu to report.

She doesn't have a cell phone.

So anxious!

If he could speak English like Weiwei, he would know what this group of people was plotting.

Qiaoqiao listened carefully, they mentioned a Chinese name many times: shanlu.

Shanglu!

Isn't it the name of Shanglu?

She pricked up her ears to listen.

A bearded man smiled contemptuously at her.

In substandard Chinese, I asked her, "Shang Caicai, don't you still want Zitao to be your husband's honest grandson?"

What are you talking about?

What kind of food?

Qiao Qiao understood the words "Your Sir".

Combined with the mention of Shanglu's name many times in their conversation, Qiao Qiao was sure that they were referring to her husband.

But Qiao Qiao couldn't understand the whole sentence, "I don't understand what you said, can you speak Chinese?"

"Sun Fen, your husband's, Sun Fen."

"What's wrong with my husband?"

"Grandson, his honest grandson."

"You mean his identity?"

"Yes, honest identity."

"What kind of honest identity, I don't understand."

The bearded man was stuck for a long time, and the word truth insisted on being honest.

Qiao Qiao tried to interpret, "You want to reveal my husband's true identity?"

"Yes, the real identity." Finally, the communication was in place, and the bearded man didn't have to repeat his non-standard Chinese over and over again.

"What else is my husband's real identity?" Qiao Qiao didn't understand what these ferocious men were trying to express.

What other real identity does her husband hide from her?