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"When will you be back?" Qin Yizheng doesn't want to be seen by others. He doesn't show any emotional ups and downs. His tone is very dull.

Seeing the servant's hesitation, Qin Yizheng said with a smile, "I'll go in and wait for a while."

Ji Jubao's nephew said that if he entered Ji's house, could the servant stop him?

Although Qin Yizheng seldom comes to Ji Jubao, he always comes to Ji Jubao several times a year. It's impossible for ordinary servants to stop him like this. At this moment, he hesitates to let him in.

Qin Yizheng was not angry. Unexpectedly, he was surprised. He gently raised his eyebrows and said, "what's the matter? Is my uncle's house forbidding me to enter at any time? Is it my uncle's order

As soon as the servant's face changed, it was probably Qin Yizheng's aura. He was born with no anger, so even Ji Jubao's people were servants. For a moment, they couldn't bear it Young master, no, it's just It's just a little messy inside - "

before the sound could fall, there was a loud bang in the room. Listen to that sound, it should be the sound of some porcelain falling on the floor.

The servant's face was even worse. Qin Yizheng slowly put his hands into his trousers pocket and raised his eyebrows with a smile, "is there anyone at home?"

Qin Yizheng naturally has an aunt, but Ji Jubao's wife has been living in the hospital all the year round because of her poor health, and it's difficult to get out of bed in the past two years. Because of her different status, she is receiving the best treatment to continue her life. But the situation is really bad, so who else will be in Ji Jubao's home?

They don't even have a child.

"Young master Young master... " The servant knew that he couldn't hide it any more, so he knelt down and explained, "young master, please forgive me. There are people at home, but it's not Mr. Chen. Mr. Chen is usually busy. Even in C City, he sleeps in the office most of the time. He seldom comes back. You know, Mr. Chen Usually, it's work, and I don't have a family to accompany me. My family The people in my family are not what you think, young master. We are servants too. We dare not say more about anything. "

The man was about to cry.

Qin Yizheng thought about it carefully. At this time, the only thing he thought of was that his uncle might be someone outside.

As a matter of fact, a man's most direct role is to see a man, but the relationship between his identity and this kind of thing, of course, can't be easily guessed. Now it seems that his uncle should not be there, but the people hidden in him can't be seen now.

He looked down at the man kneeling on the ground. After a pause, he said, "get up, I won't go in. If my uncle comes back, you can tell him that I'll find him." Before leaving, he added, "it's urgent."

The servant had been waiting for the tall and straight body to enter the car, and then saw that the taillights had completely disappeared at the door, so he got up in a hurry and ran into the house.

In the living room, one of my husband's favorite vases was smashed. She looked at the two black bodyguards holding the initiator tightly. Of course, she didn't dare to get angry with the people who my husband cared about. She just asked someone to clean the living room. She took a look at the woman who was used to wearing black clothes. She forbeared and forbeared, and then whispered a warning, "what will happen in the future If someone comes, ma'am, and you are still like this, don't blame me for not reminding you. Mr. said that if you do anything willfully, he will let people directly put you on the plane. You should know that Mr. has done what he said. He has tolerated you very much. I hope you Take care of yourself

That woman is different from the usual scarf wrapped around the whole face, at the moment of her, showing a face, is complete.

In fact, she is nearly 50 years old, but because she was born with a baby face, even at this age, her appearance can look 10 years younger. In addition, when she was young, she was obviously well maintained, her eyes were very big, and there was a faint smell of someone. This kind of woman, at this age, seems to be maturing There is a bit of natural playfulness and loveliness in the charm, but it is enough to make most men fall in love with it.

But her face was full of anger and her voice of retorting was morbid hoarseness, which was in sharp contrast with her pleasant face --

"what are you? Are you qualified to talk to me? I want to see Ji Jubao! If he keeps looking for someone to lock me up like this, I will never eat again! Tell your master exactly what I said! Finally, to be a dog is to be a dog She suddenly laughed. Because of her hoarse voice, she seemed a little twisted. "I saw you kneeling down in front of the young master of the Qin family. What are you pretending to me?"

In fact, the servant was the longest housekeeper in Ji Jubao's family. He was over 50 years old, but he was able to deal with all the things in Ji Jubao's family all the year round. Now he was stifled by the hoarse woman's words, and his face was ugly, but he couldn't refute a word.Qin Yizheng did not see Ji Jubao, the expected result.

This time, Ju Bao didn't know how many people he was talking to.

He stopped the car at the side of the road, pressed the double jump, then lit a cigarette. After smoking quietly, he took out his mobile phone and called Qin Zhengfeng.

"Grandfather."

Qin Zhengfeng woke up in the afternoon and received a phone call from his grandson. He didn't have time to say hello, so he directly asked, "my little great granddaughter, when will you send it to me? I'm thinking hard these days. "

Qin Yizheng said quietly: "I just have something to deal with. I'll let qirun send the child in a moment."

Qin Zhengfeng was very happy. "What about dinner here? I'm going to let the kitchen get some things that little baby likes to eat. "

Qin Yizheng said: "grandfather, I'm afraid I want you to help take care of the beautiful scenery these two days."

"I'll take care of it?" Qin Zhengfeng was a bit surprised, because in the past, even if the beautiful scenery was on his side, he never stayed overnight. Listen to Qin Yizheng's words, that is to stay on his side? Of course, he couldn't get it. But as the old man got older, he was not confused. He immediately asked, "is something wrong?"

Qin Yizheng said: "there's something wrong, grandfather. I have a phone to come in. Let's do it first." Then he hung up directly, but his mobile phone didn't come in. Instead, he immediately called Qin qirun and asked him to send the child to his grandfather. Finally, he told him in a deep voice, "this time mufei's accident has something to do with his uncle, but you don't need to worry about it, and don't ask your parents. You send the beautiful scenery to your grandfather. I just heard people from the Mu family say, Feifei When I was taken away, the beautiful scenery was there. This time, if I don't bother my grandfather, I won't even see Feifei in a short time. Do you know what I mean? "

Qin qirun was originally in the same hospital with mufei. When his sister-in-law was about to leave the hospital, he also went to have a look. Who knew that when he was in the past, he had already gone empty. After asking the nurse, he said that it was like someone from a department came and took the person away.

At that time, he felt that something was wrong, but he cautiously contacted Xie Nancheng first, which was not unexpected.

He seldom worries about the Qin family, including Ji Jubao, but it doesn't mean he really doesn't know anything about it. When Qin Yizheng tells him that, of course, he is on the side of his elder brother and agrees immediately.

After Qin Yizheng explained, he contacted Ling Zheng again.

Ji Jubao dares not to answer his phone, but Ling Zheng dares not. The other party probably anticipates that the Buddha will take the initiative to find himself. Qin Yizheng only says, "Xiaozheng, no matter what news my uncle asks you to release, if you still have my young master in your eyes, you can drag him now. When my uncle asks, you can say that I let people make a contribution Stem, can be pushed on my head. If you can't do it, I have many ways to make you unhappy. "

With that, without waiting for Ling Zheng to say anything, Qin Yizheng took up the line and left his mobile phone in the co driver's seat. Then he stepped on the accelerator and drove directly to where mufei was now.

What can Qin Yizheng see even if he goes to Xie Nancheng?

But Xie Nancheng couldn't see anyone, but he could see the people through the monitoring screen. So Qin Yizheng arrived at Xie Nancheng's site and went directly to his office to find someone.

This is, for the first time, his half brother stepped into Xie Nancheng's office.

At this point, originally Xie Nancheng was supposed to go home from work, but he didn't do anything today, so he just sat in this room and looked at the screen.

When he saw Qin Yizheng push the door in, he seemed to be a little surprised, and then he thought about something. Usually, the two men met with each other in an absolutely disharmonious manner. Now, Xie Nancheng didn't show too much sharpness. He just got up from his position, and his tone was not very good. However, he was obviously calmer than before Many.

"Feifei's business has something to do with your uncle, right?" Ji Jubao is Qin Yizheng's uncle. It's not a secret at all. Since mufei was brought here, he has always emphasized that it means "above". Even people of his level can't intervene, so Xie Nancheng can be determined.

Qin Yizheng took a look at him and opened his mouth to call him "Feifei". His heart was full of displeasure. He couldn't help frowning and didn't answer. He walked over, put one hand on the table, pointed to the screen and asked, "did someone ask her?"

"No Although Xie Nancheng is not happy to get along with him like this, the situation is special. What he wants to know more now is whether he was taken as a gun officer in those years, so there is nothing wrong with exchanging news with Qin Yizheng, so he turns the screen.

In the screen that Qin Yizheng saw, the petite figure, with an absolute defensive posture, anxiously holding his arms, sitting on a stool, with his head down, makes people unable to see his facial features clearly. But the softest part of his heart is like being stabbed by some sharp weapon, and the dull pain instantly spreads all over his body.