"It's okay. I'm a little tired after working all day." Zhong Zhenzhen smiled covertly. What was he thinking? How could this cold-blooded animal compare to Fang Zhe?
But her strangeness did not escape Song Zixuan's eyes
"Come here!" Song Zixuan said coldly
Zhong Zhenzhen put down the bowls and chopsticks obediently, walked to Song Zixuan, and was pulled into his lap by him.
Song Zixuan held Zhong Zhenzhen in his arms, smelled the familiar body fragrance on her body, and thought about it leisurely, but his tone became serious, "Tell me, what are you thinking about?"
"Second Young Master, call!" Assistant Sun came in from outside the door.
"Damn phone call!" was interrupted, and Song Zixuan was naturally very unhappy.
Zhong Zhenzhen stood up knowingly
After receiving the mobile phone from Assistant Sun, Song Zixuan's expression changed and he looked at Zhong Zhenzhen from time to time.
"Your mother had an accident. The plane she flew to Japan broke down. There may be something wrong."
Song Zixuan, who had no hesitation in killing people in the mall, spoke cautiously at this moment, fearing that the person in front of him would not be able to hold on and fall.
Zhong Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but ask, "She, what accident happened to her?"
Yes, she was so hateful that after selling herself, she went to Japan with a man.
However, after all, she is the only relative in the world. If something happens to her, she will really be alone.
"It's okay." Song Zixuan couldn't help but walked up and hugged Zhong Zhenzhen, "I have sent people to Japan to investigate your mother's current situation. I believe the results will be out soon."
"tell me"
"The plane your mother was on had a fire when the engine power was increased during takeoff. More than 400 people on board and off the plane were sent to the hospital for rescue, including your mother." Song Zixuan thought for a while and finally said it.
Zhong Zhenzhen's face suddenly lost all color, "Then how is she doing now? Will she be fine?"
"No, your mother won't have any accidents. Don't worry." When Song Zixuan said this, his palms became a little sweaty.
The phone call had clearly informed him that a woman named Su Yiyi had passed away. Apart from the possibility of having the same name, it was basically confirmed that this woman was Zhong Zhenzhen’s mother.
Zhong Zhenzhen didn't react at all, and his empty look made Song Zixuan feel faintly nervous.