Pregnant wife ran away with ball, CEO chased her to the crematorium

On the other end of the phone, Shen Tingxiu was silent for a few seconds.

He seemed to want to say something, but didn't.

Yun Ruojin also noticed something, and she immediately said: "Tingxiu, it's more important for you to find your mother first. If you have anything to do, wait until you find her."

What's going on between her and Shen Tingxiu is no longer important.

"Okay, I understand. I'll go find her first. You can rest."

Yun Ruojin said "hmm", stopped inking, and hung up the phone.

Being able to help Shen Tingxiu, Yun Ruojin breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Leng Jingxing from the bottom of his heart.

She wanted to call him to thank him, but it was getting late and she was worried about disturbing him again, so she only sent him a text message, "Thank you, I have already told Ting Xiu, this news is very useful."

Leng Jingxing quickly replied, "You're welcome."

Yun Ruojin replied: "Good night, go to bed early."

Leng Jingxing: "Okay, you too."

Yun Ruojin lay on the bed, holding the child gently, staring at him blankly, and said, "Baby, your grandma will be fine."

……

There was a splash, and a basin of cold water was poured directly on it. Han Ximao was startled and opened his eyes suddenly.

She gasped for breath and looked around with panic eyes. She was in a cold warehouse, made of iron sheets, with a lot of debris piled around. The environment was dark, with only a dim light flickering in front of her eyes.

She tried hard to recall what happened. She remembered that she drove the client home and then parked the car in a deserted place. The client suddenly wanted to get out of the car, so Han Xihua stopped the car, and then the client walked out. .

Han Xihua didn't know what she was going to do, so she followed her down, hoping that Fang Qingman would get in the car quickly so that she could send him back as soon as possible.

But suddenly, a stick hit her directly on the back of the head.

Han Xihua fell to the ground and fainted.

Opening her eyes again, she was here.

There was also a sharp pain in the back of his head, and Han Xihua tried hard to open his eyes.

With a click, the iron door was opened, and a lady's figure walked over slowly, her high heels making a clicking sound.

A few more lights in the warehouse turned on, and Han Xihua was able to see the person in front of her clearly.

Fang Qingman looked down at her and said coldly, "President Han, how did you sleep?"

Han Xihua gasped for breath, and the water on her face kept falling. She swallowed, her mouth was dry, her lips were almost split, and she said hoarsely: "Why are you doing this? What do you want? "

Fang Qingman is a rich man, and the wealth in the bank is real. She definitely didn't kidnap people for money.

"President Han, you don't know who I am, right?"

Han Xihua said: "You are Ms. Fang, what do you want? What do you want?"

"No, you don't know who I am." Fang Qingman said with a sneer, "If you knew, you wouldn't go out to dinner with me."

Han Xihua stared at her with wide eyes and stopped talking.

If Fang Qingman didn't want to tell her, there was no point in asking.

But obviously, Fang Qingman would tell her.

At this time, a chair was brought over and placed behind Fang Qingman, and she sat down slowly.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Qingman crossed her legs, leaned back lazily behind the chair, and said, "It's because of your involvement as a woman that my daughter has an unfortunate marriage. She lost so many years of youth, got divorced, and still lives all day long. Wash your face with tears.”