Song Zixuan walked over, and when he lowered his head, he was stunned - the phone was pressed against the corner of a note.
Zhong Zhenzhen only left one sentence: Song Zixuan, I'm leaving! No matter whether you are happy or angry, if you dare to cut off my mother's medical expenses, I will kill your child!
Such a decisive and resolute message made Song Zixuan never think that it would be written by Zhong Zhenzhen.
"Snapped"
Song Zixuan's mobile phone flew towards the floor-to-ceiling window and then fell down again with a "dong" sound.
"Damn it!"
What kind of trouble is she going to make?
Song Zixuan called everyone. He sat on the sofa without saying a word, holding the note tightly in his hand.
Assistant Sun hurried over after receiving a call from Song Zixuan
"What did you do?" Song Zixuan smashed his fist on the coffee table, "You can't stand such a big living person, are you freeloaders?"
"You..." Song Zixuan pointed at the bodyguards with their heads lowered, "Get out of here, why are you raising me?"
The bodyguard was shocked
They did see Zhong Zhenzhen going out today, but they didn't have the right to ask.
If you make Zhong Zhen really unhappy, you will also make Song Zixuan unhappy.
"Boss" Special Assistant Sun suddenly said, "The most important thing now is to find Miss Zhong. We also need manpower. It would not be good for us if we fire them now."
What Special Assistant Sun said was reasonable. Song Zixuan thought for a moment, "You have to find Zhong Zhenzhen within 12 hours, otherwise get out of here!"
"yes"
The bodyguards ran out quickly, but finding someone in such a big city was like finding a needle in a haystack.
Song Zixuan held his head, as if there were countless ants crawling in his heart. He didn't understand why he was treating her so badly that she wanted to leave.
"Do you think you can fly if your wings are hard?" Song Zixuan kicked the coffee table away, "Tell me immediately if you find Zhong Zhenzhen!"
"Boss, your hands..." Special Assistant Sun said, pointing to the red and swollen hands caused by violent knocking.
“What a fucking unlucky person”
Song Zixuan put his hands in his pockets and went out without looking back.
He drove to places where Zhong Zhenzhen might go. There was no sign of her in shopping malls, cafes and schools. He leaned on the steering wheel in frustration. At that second, Zhong Zhenzhen's face kept replaying in his mind.
"Second Young Master, do you want to return the goods?"
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"Are you jealous?"
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From the Cold War to falling in love, it took them so long to overcome difficulties