Yancheng, the residence of the old man of the Song family.
Early in the morning, Mr. Song was sitting in the yard, stretching his neck and looking at the door.
Until he saw Song Zhengde's car parked at the door and people got out of the car. He immediately stood up with a cane.
When Song Zhengde approached, he quickly asked: "How is it? Have you seen anyone?"
Song Zhengde's hair combed up from his forehead had a few white hairs, and his expression was a little sad: "No. I asked the security guard of the community. I have never seen her go back."
"Didn't she leave another address on the company's information? Have you checked it?"
"Look." Song Zhengde helped the old man sit on the chair, "There is no trace of human life there at all."
"Then where has she gone?"
"I read the news on the Internet. Her last scene was filmed in the Imperial Palace." Song Zhengde sighed and said, "There is no news after that."
"Does she also have a residence in Imperial Capital?"
"Probably." Song Zhengde said, "She is very popular now, has a lot of media attention, and has many fans. But except when filming, no one can take pictures of her in life."
"How can He Yuzhe accomplish this?"
"Some media have taken photos of her before, just in and out of the Weiyang Palace. But they were taken down within a minute of being posted on the Internet. Information about her private life on the Internet is very strictly controlled."
Mr. Song rubbed his crutch and said in a deep voice: "The power behind her is probably greater than we imagined."
Song Zhengde sighed again: "Now I can't contact her at all, and I can't find her. Although the Song family has restored some reputation because of Yanxin entering the hospital, no one dares to cooperate with many important projects, and they are all afraid of Zhixi.
The power of.”
"So saving her now is the most important step. We must get her back at all costs." Mr. Song said, "Otherwise, the Song family will really collapse."
"I know, but..."
"Let's think of another way and ask someone to inquire about her in the Imperial Capital," Mr. Song said.
"Okay, that's all we can do now."
"How are Anrou and Anting doing these two days?"
"Anrou hasn't gone out these days, and An Ting stopped coming even after he came twice." Song Zhengde said, "I think An Rou doesn't want to marry An Ting anymore."
"Who else does she want to marry if she doesn't marry An Ting?" Mr. Song said angrily, "Now that the Song family is like this, they still have to rely on the An family. With Feng Shang Entertainment, everyone can still be kind to us because of An Ting. She
Why are you making a fuss at this juncture?"
Song Zhengde sighed again and said nothing.
"She is getting more and more ignorant." Mr. Song said, "If she can't catch An Ting now, who else can she marry in the future? What's wrong with her! Go back and ask her to find An Ting, and let her go to An Ting.
Once the coaxing is done, we will quickly arrange their marriage."
"Okay, I will talk to her."
"If she continues to make trouble, we will take back her shares in the Song family."
"I will persuade her."
Mr. Song snorted coldly and said nothing.
**
Tang Zhixi came back from M State and went directly back to the villa in Dijing.
Gu Xia came back with her and brought a gift to Nan Cheng.
When the two entered the living room, Nan Cheng was wearing boxing gloves and sparring with Uncle Rui. He was not a big man, but his movements were impressive.
Hearing the footsteps, Nan Cheng immediately looked towards the door of the living room. After seeing Tang Zhixi, he immediately ran to her side, hugged her legs, and smiled up at her.
Two big eyes were shining brightly: "Are you back?"
Nan Cheng's upper teeth have grown in some, and when he opens his mouth, those teeth are quite cute.
Tang Zhixi lowered her eyes and pressed his head, then ruffled his scattered curly hair.
"Xiao Nancheng, do you miss me?" Gu Xia suddenly appeared from behind Tang Zhixi.
Nan Cheng was quite happy to hear his voice at first, but when he saw his green hair, the smile on his face froze instantly and he pursed his lips.
"Miss, Master Gu." Uncle Rui walked over.
"Uncle Rui." Gu Xia called him with a smile, then put the things in her hands on the ground, stepped forward and hugged him, "Long time no see, I miss you."
"Master Gu, I miss you." Uncle Rui patted his back and said, "Will you come back and stay for a few days?"
"Yeah. Stay for more than ten days."
"Okay, I'll have someone clean up the room."
"Thank you, Uncle Rui."
Uncle Rui asked someone to clean up the room, and Gu Xia knelt down and looked at Nan Cheng.
Nan Cheng still looked at his green hair.
Tang Zhixi ignored them and went into the living room, sat down on the sofa and poured a glass of water.
Gu Xia pressed Nan Cheng's head: "Have you grown taller?"
Nan Cheng looked at his hair again, and then nodded slightly.
"I brought you a gift." Gu Xia patted the box on the ground, "Drone."
Nan Cheng's eyes immediately lit up, and he walked to the box and squatted down.
Seeing that he was happy, Gu Xia was also happy, looked at him and said: "I bought you a gift, do you have any expression?"
Nan Cheng looked at the box on the ground, then at Gu Xia, then pursed his lips and said, "Thank you, uncle."
Gu Xia originally wanted to tease him, but she didn't expect him to talk to her. She was stunned for a moment: "You, what did you just say? You called me uncle, right? Did I hear you right? It was with me.
You’ve spoken, right?”
In fact, Nan Cheng and Gu Xia have always played very well. Gu Xia is good to him, and he is close to Gu Xia. But he just doesn't talk to Gu Xia.
"Sister, sister, sister!" Gu Xia ran behind Tang Zhixi again, "Did you hear that he just called me uncle? He called me uncle."
Tang Zhixi flipped through the messages on her phone and looked up at him. Seeing how excited he was, she said quietly: "I'm sure he called him uncle, not dad."
"Ah?" Gu Xia was stunned for a moment.
"You are so happy to be a father that others think you have an extra son." Tang Zhixi said and looked at Nan Cheng.
Seeing Nan Cheng lowering his head and untying his boxing gloves, a slight smile appeared in her eyes.
Gu Xia also smiled, went over to help him take off his gloves, took the drone, and took him to the backyard.
Tang Zhixi looked at the two of them and suddenly thought of something she had never thought about before. When Nan Cheng grew up, would he be as tall as Gu Xia? Forget it, she couldn't imagine Nan Cheng dyeing his hair green.
of curly hair.
The two of them went to the backyard. Tang Zhixi sat in the living room, exchanged messages with Ye Hanzhi for a while, and then planned to go upstairs.
But as soon as I climbed the stairs, my phone rang again.
She saw it was from Shangguan and took it.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm so angry." Shang Guan said this first, "I'm going to be so angry."
"Who is angry with you?" Tang Zhixi walked slowly to the second floor.
"It's that Mu Ying." Shang Guan cursed, "I want to slap him twice now. Even two slaps can't calm my current anger."