Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 2107 Quietly, moisturizing things silently

But Sang Zhi was already waiting for the flight and was already queuing up.

Sang Qi called her, but her phone showed that it was turned off.

A plane flew from the sky. Sang Qi frowned and called Xiaowu again, but also turned off the phone.

Now all he could think about was the child Sang Zhi was talking about, and how much Sang Zhi had to suffer to give birth alone in such a remote place.

What thoughts did you have when you returned to North America?
Sang Qi couldn't believe it. He couldn't believe that this little liar actually liked him.

If you don't like it, why would you do this?

But Sang Zhi never said that he liked her. Maybe he did, but he only thought that she wanted to have a spare tire and took it as a joke.

Sang Qi stood there, feeling anxious.

Soon, she asked someone to check Sang Zhi's flight.

He took a ride to chase her, but Sang Zhi was no longer in the city. The surveillance showed that she ran away in a black car again.

Sang Qi suddenly remembered that she had been living at the border, and this time she probably returned to the border.

But this country has such a huge border, where exactly is she located?
Sang Qi searched nearby for a long time, but still couldn't find Sang Zhi.

It wasn't until half a month later that Sang Tingyu called and asked him what he was doing recently.

"I heard that you haven't been to the company for half a month?"

Sang Qi swallowed, and the stubble on his chin appeared, no longer as dignified as he was in North America.

"Brother, I have something to do here."

"What can be the matter? There has been chaos over there recently. There have been riots. Didn't you watch the news? The district chief was shot dead when he went to canvass for votes."

Sang Qi raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, not wanting to tell Sang Zhi what happened.

But Sang Tingyu was silent for a while and then asked, "Has Sang Zhi come back?"

Sang Qi was startled, "Brother, why did you suddenly think of Sang Zhi?"

"When you were drunk before, you called her name. Although you were gentle to women, you were always careless. You probably don't even know what real love is. You are silent and moisturizing. When you realize it, , it’s too late.”

"I don't like her." "Then come back now."

Sang Qi was immediately speechless.

He really didn't know what he was thinking about Sang Zhi. He looked down on her, blamed her, and always mocked her in a weird way.

But when it came time to give her to Brother Ji, he felt a little regretful and couldn't sleep because he tossed and turned.

He said Sang Zhi deserved it, but he was really worried about her.

He really didn't understand what this feeling was.

Sang Tingyu was sitting on the sofa and saw Sang Xiaoya playing with a very sharp dagger, and her eyebrows became cold.

"lay down."

The next second, Sang Xiaoya threw the dagger high and took it with her hand.

The dagger is so sharp that if a hair falls on it, it will automatically break into two pieces.

"Sang Xiaoya!"

Sang Xiaoya's hand became unstable and a bloody gash was drawn.

Sang Tingyu's eyebrows were beating when she saw her kneeling down with a "pop".

He took a deep breath and continued to explain to Sang Qi.

"Come back and deal with the Yue family first."

Sang Qi went back that day.

Two days later, he looked at Yue Zhan sitting next to him.

Yue Zhan was holding a wine glass in his hand, feeling a little distressed, "I would like to give Brother Ji's parents a large amount of money, but they don't want it. I only need Sang Zhi's life to pay for it."

Sang Qi put down the cup in his hand, "Then let them think Sang Zhi is dead."

Once someone dies, the Yue family will no longer look for someone in a big way.

(End of this chapter)