Calculating, it will take more than half a month to return to China, and the deadline promised to Mr. Yu has expired. It is understandable that Mr. Yu would ask himself for the goods.
But during this period, the batch of goods was not completely in his hands.
After thinking about it, I called Song Gang: "How is the child doing? Is he still unwilling to go with you?"
Originally, he wanted Song Gang to take the child back to City A and protect him so that he would not end up like his mother again, but he didn't expect that the child would not leave with Song Gang.
Since telling him the news of Mrs. Tang's death, he has regained the indifference and vigilance he had when he first met him.
On the phone, Song Gang's voice was helpless, "Yes, he doesn't want to leave with any of us."
Huangfu Lin couldn't bear it, "Knock him out and take him away."
Song Gang also meant the same thing, "I understand."
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The night was as deep as water and eerily quiet.
There was no moonlight, and even the stars that usually appeared frequently could not be found in the sky.
Looking at the window with warm light in front of him, Huangfu Lin's cold eyes flashed with a trace of gentleness, and even the edges and corners of his face became softer.
The next second, my mood became heavier and heavier.
Hearing the knock on the door, Ning Xiaotong quickly ran over and saw that it was Huangfu Lin. She was overjoyed and asked, "Is there any news about Nannan?"
Huangfu Lin stood outside the door, half of his body hidden in the dim corridor.
Ning Xiaotong hurriedly let Huangfu Lin into the house.
The Persian cat, lying lazily on the sofa, lazily half-closed its eyes, noticed that there was a stranger in the room, and immediately opened its dark eyes and stared directly at Huangfu Lin.
Then he suddenly ran into Huangfulin's arms and refused to come out, as if he had met his long-lost master.
Ning Xiaotong was very amused when she saw this scene. This cat really knows how to recognize its owner and knows who bought it.
Huangfu Lin smoothed the Persian cat's long hair, and the Persian cat rested comfortably on Huangfu Lin's lap.
He sat down opposite Huangfu Lin and stared directly at Huangfu Lin, full of expectations.
Looking at Huangfu Lin who had not said a word since entering the room, Ning Xiaotong couldn't help but frown.
However, Huangfu Lin took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Ning Xiaotong.
Ning Xiaotong was surprised. She took it and opened it and took a look. The further back she went, the more strange her expression became.
After reading the entire letter, Ning Xiaotong's body was already trembling faintly.
It’s her! Mrs. Tang!
She helped Cathy steal her child!
It was she who had put herself in such a painful situation!
She herself has children, how could she have the heart to do something to such a young and innocent girl?
He murmured absentmindedly, "Why did she do that to me?"
Ning Xiaotong held her chest tightly. The pain there was unbearable, as if she had been scratched by a cat's paw, and she was constricting her breathing.
Huangfu Lin looked at the grief-stricken Ning Xiaotong, with a flash of sadness in his eyes. He supported her crumbling body, with pain no less than hers in his eyes, "Xiaotong, I'm sorry."
At first, Mrs. Tang was the one she found herself, and even conducted a detailed check on her identity, but she didn't expect that such a thing would still happen out of her control.
Closing her eyes, Xiaotong's tears kept falling. There was a warm dim yellow light in the room, but the atmosphere was filled with a terrible suffocation.
His mood gradually calmed down, and he saw Ning Xiaotong slowly opening her eyes, her own figure reflected in the ink-filled pupils, but the eyes looking at her were as cold and unfamiliar as ever.