"Zhong Xiaozhe went out with his father," the fat guy next to him said to Zhong Zhenzhen.
"Huh?" Zhong Zhen really thought he heard wrong, "Who went out with his father?"
"Zhong Xiaozhe," Xiaopang licked the yogurt in his hand, "his father bought this for me."
For a moment, Zhong really felt that the sky was going to fall.
Zhong Xiaozhe’s father?
Who is the one?
Zhong Zhenzhen called Zeng Shuai and Lu Yuhao respectively and asked if they had taken Zhong Xiaozhe away, but their answers made her very disappointed.
The facts told him that Zhong Xiaozhe disappeared
Zhong Zhenzhen asked the chubby guy next to him, "Do you still remember what Zhong Xiaozhe's father looks like?"
"Tall nose, big eyes" Xiaopang recalled some nonsense, "By the way, his father also wears a beautiful toy car necklace around his neck."
Xiaopang looked at Zhong Zhenzhen pitifully, "Auntie, I have said so much, will you buy me snacks?"
Zhong Zhenzhen had no time to care about him. Thinking of the toy car necklace he mentioned, she felt a little impressed.
Suddenly her head exploded with a buzzing sound - that person was Song Zixuan
In her memory, Song Zixuan also had such a necklace
But why did Song Zixuan take away Zhong Xiaozhe so suddenly? Why didn't he inform her in advance?
Zhong Zhenzhen went to dial Song Zixuan's number, but he didn't answer her, so she had to call Special Assistant Sun's cell phone.
"Do you know where Song Zixuan went?" Zhong Zhenzhen asked with a face full of anger.
Assistant Sun was busy and replied slowly, "Ms. Zhong, I'm busy, but the Second Young Master rarely reports to us his whereabouts."
"He abducted my son" Zhong Zhenzhen almost burst into tears
Zhong Xiaozhe is her life
"I'm really sorry, I don't know where Mr. Song has gone." Special Assistant Sun is really helpless.
Zhong Zhenzhen cried and cursed: "You are all bastards!" She was really anxious. Before, she thought Song Zixuan would not take advantage of Zhong Xiaozhe and let down her guard. Unexpectedly, he still calmly snatched away her son.
When she was squatting on the roadside helpless, Qin Hanliang called
"Zhenzhen," he shouted familiarly, "come and save me, okay? I'm outside the villa at No. 18 Xichun Street. Can you pick me up in your car?"
Qin Hanliang made a rope from the sheets, curtains, and everything in the house that could be tied together, and then climbed out along the rope.