President uncle, don't come close

Sheng Huaizhe sat in front of the French window and stared at the sunset outside the window in a daze. It seems that he hasn't seen the sunset so well for a long time. Since Ling Moqin left, he lost interest in all the beautiful scenery

Where will she go? Finally, he had a glimmer of hope, but in the end, it was empty, and hope became lost again... Sheng Huaizhe drank the red wine in his glass and felt very powerless in the face of his melancholy.

Although Lin Jiahui told him that Ling Moqin might not be in city a, he still couldn't believe this reality. As soon as Mingming received the address, he rushed back, but she left here first... She didn't give up asking someone to help check the immigration records, but she didn't find any news about her.

So he believes that she is still in city a, but she may hide in a place he can't imagine as before, so that he can't find it... Ling Moqin always seems to have this ability. As long as she doesn't want him to find her, she can disappear without a trace.

It's just that these days are her due date... I don't know if she and her baby are well?

by the way! expected date of childbirth! Why didn't he think of it? Sheng Huaizhe suddenly remembered something and bounced up from his chair. He quickly put down his red wine and called Lin Jiahui.

"Hey, Sheng Huaizhe, although you are my brother, I will be angry if you call Jiahui three or four times..."

Sheng Huaibin's dissatisfied voice came from the phone. Sheng Huaizhe ignored him and directly lost a word to him.

"Let Jiahui answer the phone!"

"Hey, do you really think I didn't arrive?"

Sheng Huaibin can't help being a little angry. Although he knows Sheng Huaizhe, he is a little frustrated every time he faces this brother. When he still wanted to go back, Lin Jiahui stared at him, so he had to return his mobile phone to her hand

"Huai Zhe, it's me."

Although it was a little unexpected, Lin Jiahui tried to talk to Sheng Huaizhe in a calm tone. She knew that he had not given up looking for Ling Moqin's whereabouts, but she really had exhausted her methods. She could only say sorry to Sheng Huaizhe.

"Jiahui, listen to me! Moqin, she must still be in city a, as long as you... "

Hearing Lin Jiahui's voice, Sheng Huaizhe hurried to speak as if he had found a rescuer.

"Huai Zhe, listen to me! Mo Qin is probably not in city a, otherwise we can't find her after looking for so long... "

Lin Jiahui knew what was going on as soon as she heard it. Sheng Huaizhe still didn't want to give up. He still asked her to continue looking for someone... She powerlessly interrupted him to wake him up.

"Listen to me first. Her due date is in these two days. You can help me go to the hospital for a thorough investigation. If she is really still in city a, she will go to the hospital to prepare for production. "

This was his only hope. Sheng Huaizhe held the phone more tightly. Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, he must try

"That's a good idea. Why didn't I think of it before... OK, let me help you."

Lin Jiahui was stunned. After calming down, she felt that what Sheng Huaizhe said was really reasonable. If she could help him, whether she found Ling Moqin or not, they would feel better.

"Thank you, Jiahui."

Sheng Huaizhe said sincerely. He didn't expect that Lin Jiahui would be the one who insisted on standing with him. When everyone felt that Ling Moqin had left, she chose to stand with him and spare no effort to help her find

"Do we still have to say this word between us? But Huai zhe... What if there is no result this time? "

She is for his good. Although she knows he doesn't like being poured cold water at this time of rising hope, as his friend, she feels it necessary to say something to keep him awake... Even if Ling Moqin can't find it in the end, his life will continue, won't it?

The atmosphere suddenly became quiet. Even Sheng Huaibin, who was standing on one side, felt something wrong with the anger on the phone. He and Lin Jiahui looked at each other, then poured himself a glass of water and pretended to drink carelessly.

"In case there is still no news..."

Sheng Huaizhe looked at the floor, the tip of his shoes, and then looked at the sinking sunset outside the window... He was looking for the answer in his heart. What if he couldn't find Ling Moqin? In fact, he didn't think about it, because he had made up his mind to find her

But Lin Jiahui is right. What if she really has no news? What should he do with himself... He doesn't know that life can't be worse than now. He has lost her now, and he doesn't know what his life will be like without her in the future

"Huai zhe?"

Without his reply, Lin Jiahui glanced at Sheng Huaibin, who was drinking water and actually eavesdropping. She had a bad hunch in her heart. She has seen Sheng Huaizhe's persistence. He can find Lin Jiayin in ten years. How can she be sure that he won't find Ling Moqin in another ten years?

But is his life really going to be like this? Lin Jiahui feels that as a friend, she still wants to see him free and easy. Don't let her life become random and scribbled because of this

"I... if there's still no news this time, i... I won't look for it anymore."

Sheng Huaizhe painfully closed his eyes and didn't know how to go on. Sheng Zhuwen told him that Ling Moqin had contacted her after he went abroad, and she told her that she was doing well... He even thought her sentence was to let Sheng Zhuwen convey it to him

If so, it means that she is really doing well. The point is that she doesn't want Sheng Huaizhe to find him. Even Sheng Zhuwen hasn't heard from her until now... She did this to keep him from knowing, right?

After hanging up, Lin Jiahui looked at her mobile phone in a daze. She can say that Sheng Huaizhe's mood this time is different from that in the past. Is he really tired? Or do you want to give her freedom as Ling Moqin wishes?

"What's the matter?"

Sheng Huaibin came over, took her cell phone from her hand, and took her into his arms. He finally had a weekend. He came to spend a world with Lin Jiahui. He had to be disturbed like this. He was a little helpless

"Huai Zhe, he still didn't give up his search for Moqin."

Lin Jiahui turned around, put her hands around Sheng Huaibin's neck, looked at him and smiled brightly, and her mood became bright.

"If he would give up, he wouldn't have been depressed for ten years for Lin Jiayin... I hope he won't leave a knot this time. There aren't many ten years in his life..."