"Who is that man, where does he live, what is his name, and what is his occupation?" Song Zixuan worked hard. This man must have died more miserably than Lin Coral.
Jiang Sheng hesitated, "The clues are here for now. I'm still waiting for a piece of information. I will reply to you tomorrow."
"Remember it's tomorrow!" Song Zixuan is now like a pack of dynamite, ready to go off at the drop of a hat.
After hanging up the phone, Song Zixuan realized that he was too focused just now, and the car was about to hit the truck in front of him. He twisted the steering wheel hard, but fortunately the car only hit the railing, and he got a big bruise on his forehead.
Song Zixuan drove home without waiting for the traffic police to come.
As soon as my feet touched the ground, I felt like my whole body was floating in the air.
Zhong Zhenzhen seemed to be standing in front of the door and smiling at him
"You're back……"
As soon as his vision went dark, he fell down
"Young man!" Assistant Sun quickly helped him up.
…
When Song Zixuan woke up again, Special Assistant Sun was standing there like a statue.
His forehead is wrapped with gauze, and his body seems to be out of control.
"What's wrong with me?" Song Zixuan touched his forehead
Assistant Sun called the nanny, "You just fainted."
"Oh" Song Zixuan responded, suddenly thinking of Zhong Zhenzhen, and asked hurriedly: "Where is Zhong Zhenzhen, has he been found?"
"Second Young Master, everyone is working very hard to find us," said Special Assistant Sun
"Trash! It's been so long and there's still no news at all?" Song Zixuan stood up angrily, "Where's Fang Zhe? I don't care what method I use, whether it's tied up or tied up, I want to see him right away."
Assistant Sun nodded, "They called just now and said they had found Fang Zhe and were on their way here now."
Song Zixuan had a severe headache, and he hadn't eaten anything, so his stomach was extremely empty.
"Second Young Master, do you want something to eat?"
Song Zixuan shook his head, "What are you going to eat? If you don't find Zhong Zhenzhen, no matter how much delicacies you give him, it will be tasteless."
Song Zixuan was lying on the sofa in the living room waiting for Fang Zhe. He pressed his stomach with one hand and tried to make himself more in control.
Assistant Sun asked Zhang Ma to make some sweet soup and brought it over, but Song Zixuan only tasted it for two times and stopped drinking.
"Second Young Master, you must eat something, so that you can have the strength to find Miss Zhong." Special Assistant Sun couldn't stand him torturing himself like this.
"Second Young Master..."
The door suddenly opened, and several bodyguards came back with Fang Zhe, who was completely drunk.