Si Ye's little ancestor is really bad

Chapter 116 Sending a watch counts as farewell?
Scanning around her room, the man slowly closed his eyes, breathing hard.

In the middle of the night, news came from his subordinates that she seemed to be on a ferry by the river.

The torrential rain was pouring down, the Maybach was galloping on the viaduct with its headlights on, the man in the back seat was handsome and cold, his body was dark and depressing.

The obsidian-like eyes casually looked out the window, the river in the distance was pitch black, recalling the light smile on the corner of the woman's mouth when she took her for a ride along the river that night.

When we arrived at the river bank, the bodyguard came over with a black umbrella, "In the cabin, she is crying, we dare not rush in."

Regardless of the rain-wet trousers, he walked to the cabin.

"Qing Chan, it's me."

There was no movement from the people inside, only the sound of sobbing, Qi Si frowned, tilted his head and ordered his subordinates, "Open."

After opening the cabin, I saw two shivering children hugging each other. The older one was fifteen or sixteen years old, and the younger one should be her younger brother, who looked eight or nine years old.

Seeing a group of aggressive people, the girl kept crying in fear, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we didn't come to your boat on purpose, it rained too much tonight, my brother was scared, I saw no one on the boat, I just wanted to come up to hide from the rain overnight ..."

Gui Lei grumbled inwardly.

Trembling to look at Master Si, as expected, that face darkened visibly to the naked eye.

In the heavy rain, all the men in black present were drenched. Knowing that their team had made a big mistake, everyone dared not speak out despite the heavy rain.

"What are you doing in a daze! Set them up and keep looking."

When the dawn was light, the man sat on the sofa that still smelled of her and rubbed his temples, picked up his phone and looked, it was empty.

Still no reply.

At the beginning, because Little Milk was willful and didn't choose her firmly, she left it in Jinghua Mansion. From then on, it can be seen that she is a decisive person.

Even though she still cared for the Shiba Inu later, she would never keep it again.

Obviously her clear eyebrows and soft voice were still by her side before, but everything changed in a trance.

He could clearly feel that something he couldn't grasp was slipping away quietly.

The mobilization of the whole city to find someone last night has caused a sensation in all parties, and Jing Feng called early in the morning.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, he didn't ask any more questions, but only brought a piece of news.

"My account received 100 million for no reason, and it is very likely that Ms. Xu sent the money."

What can Xu Qingchan send money to him, Qiao Qiao's follow-up treatment fee.

She even thought of this, like...

It's like I won't come back in the future.

Qi Si's knuckles turned white while pinching the phone, her black pupils were dark and bottomless, it turned out that she had planned for a long time.

She took care of everything, the company, JoJo, and even the Shiba Inu, except without him.

Sending a watch as farewell?
I didn't even open up my heart to him. I didn't ask him for help the first time I encountered difficulties, and I was self-righteous to face it alone.

Another person.

What do you think of him?
The time they were together was like a joke, and she left whenever she wanted, without asking his opinion.

A surveillance video was sent by his subordinates. She left shortly after he sent her back that night. She was in a hurry all night, and she didn't wait until the next morning.

Yan Jing arrived at dawn, the lights were not turned on in the room, and the people on the sofa blended into the dark room. He hesitated for a while before lowering his eyebrows and asked, "Master, do you want to cancel the high-level meeting this morning?"

Qi Si slowly turned his eyes sideways, and the sound of the words oozes coolness, "Who told you to cancel it?"

Yan Jing pursed her lips and said nothing.

The man stood up from the sofa, and Yan Jing seemed to smell a smell of smoke when he passed by.

Along the way, Yan Jing straightened her back while driving.

The entire car is under low pressure, and the old Si Ye is back, no, more indifferent than before.

Arriving at the president's office, Yan Jing went to the lounge to get a new set of formal clothes, thinking of the smell of cigarettes on Si Ye's body.

Seeing the clothes, Qi Si was silent for a few seconds, Jun Pang said coldly, "Find another image assistant."

"Yes……"

Jingsheng ushered in the coldest season in history, the president's temperament changed overnight, and the company's management was stepped up. Even several high-level managers who played tricks on finance were stripped away, and ordinary employees were even more frightened. Trembling, be cautious in words and deeds, for fear that you will be the next unlucky person.

At least in other departments, they can avoid the limelight. The group of white-collar workers in the president's office are always facing the storm every time something happens, and their lives are miserable.

On this day, Secretary Wu saw with her own eyes that the deputy head of the personnel department went to the president's office to report to the president's office, but she came out crying, which frightened her so much that her legs trembled when she went in to deliver the documents.

Later, I learned that the president was recruiting new image assistants, and none of the personnel selected by the personnel department caught the eye of the boss, and the personnel department was scolded every day.

Others don't understand, but their president understands too well. The former Miss Xu never came to the company again, and the president is recruiting new assistants...

Alas, I don't know how long the broken-up man will be irritable. This kind of bad temper that brings his personal emotions to work is too annoying. Huh——

Except for the one in the office, no one in the whole company misses Miss Xu more than their secretaries.

The recording of the last episode of "National Style Classic Singing" was broadcast, and Xu Qingchan's "Spring River Flower and Moonlight Night" set off a big national trend in the media. The green skirt is like a goddess of Wushan.

Every time there is a profile of her, her beauty must be on the top of the list.

In the evening, the traffic was dense, and when the expensive Maybach drove through the middle of the road, the surrounding vehicles consciously avoided it, for fear of accidentally bumping into it and ruining their fortune.

Yan Jing clicked on the radio in the car as usual, and was about to tune to the financial channel, but before she could tune in, a mellow female voice was singing on the music channel.

His hand to change the screen stopped, and his eyes quietly looked at the back seat.

After hesitating for a moment, he pursed his lips and drove, looking calmly at the middle of the road, pretending that everything had nothing to do with him.

Ms. Xu's voice is really good, she sang a song very full.

It has been ten days since I disappeared, and there is no news at all.

Even the elite investigation team couldn't find her whereabouts. It stands to reason that if a person leaves the imperial capital, there will be records no matter whether it is land, water or air.

Now it seems that there is only one possibility, she did not go through ordinary official channels.

Private jets leave no records.

At night, in Jinghua Mansion's study room.

The man rubbed his brows and closed the file. The screen on the tablet beside the table was black after being unused for a long time. He unlocked it and paused for a few seconds on the search engine with his long fingers.

You don’t even need to search, it’s the number one recommendation list.

【Xu Qingchan Spring River Flower Moonlight Night】

In the video, the woman has picturesque eyebrows and a swallow-like figure, and the traditional costumes on her body are quite charming.

The singing voice is light and agile, and every frown and smile seems to be in front of your eyes.

The black eyes stared at the vivid person on the screen, in a daze, he felt that he knew very little about her.

She is good at cooking and likes to make all kinds of exquisite things by herself. She has excellent computer skills. She grew up in Myanmar and has a good reputation in the Chinese entertainment industry. She has a tough and quiet personality, and occasionally shows weakness.

In addition, her thoughts, her experiences, her unspeakable secrets and hidden secrets.

Know nothing.

(End of this chapter)