Zhuo Jian was tired. They came to the Civil Affairs Bureau several times, but in the end they all ended in failure.
Is it destined that they can’t sign their names and end it?
Zhuo Jian looked at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau and said helplessly: "Put me down."
"Ajan."
"Sheng Xin, I want to go by myself."
Zhuo Jian didn't have the energy to argue anymore.
"If I let you go now, I will harm you."
After Sheng Xin finished speaking, she stubbornly hugged her and left.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, silent.
Why, we can't all just separate.
It's obviously impossible, so why bother with it?
But the further she walked, the emptier her heart became, as if something had been lost here.
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After the two of them arrived at the airport, Sheng Xin stopped holding her by force.
It was just a commotion in the airport that attracted their attention.
The two of them looked at the crowds of people in the distance, and their brows gradually wrinkled.
Zhuo Jian heard her heart beating more and more violently. A bad thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and her face instantly lost all color.
"Orange, chestnut, orange and clear."
"Orange, chestnut, orange and clear."
The two people looked in that direction and suddenly spoke in unison.
There was only one person in the VIP lounge area, lying in the corner.
It's Changxia.
Chang Xia was knocked unconscious from behind.
Someone was taking pictures and talking quietly.
Zhuo Jian and Sheng Xin ran to her and shook her, "Xia Xia, Xia Xia."
"Chang Xia, wake up."
Chang Xia couldn't wake up, so Zhuo Jian let go of her and glanced outside, seeing the scene flashing through her eyes.
Fu Yanye?
He said he wanted her to know that he cared about his son.
Is that how he cares?
Zhuo Jian endured the pain in her ankle and got up and ran outside.
Sheng Xin took out his cell phone to call the police and watched helplessly as she ran out.
Zhuo Jian stopped the car and dialed Fu Yanye's mobile phone number, who picked up the call calmly.
She got into the taxi and asked Fu Yanye: "What do you want?"
"How can people who have never experienced the pain of losing a child understand that the other person doesn't care about their child? I just treat him the way he wants."
Fu Yanye stood in front of the glass curtain in the office and explained to her coldly.
"Fu Yanye, please stop making trouble. I beg you, please return them to me. I can do whatever you want."
Zhuo Jian's mind was already in a state of confusion. He really had captured the twins, and he actually hit Sheng Xin in this way?
"Zhuo Jian, he hid my son for a year, it's time for him to pay him back."
Fu Yanye smiled lightly, not caring about her emotions at all.
"Fu Yanye, are you sick? Let's have an interview."
In fact, she felt relieved when she was sure that the child was with him.
What she was anxious about was how to take the child away from him.
"Interview? Do you think I will return the child to you? It's not too late to come to me for an interview in a year."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Zhuo Jian felt a twinge of pain in his heart and said to the driver: "Fu's office building."
The driver looked at her in the rearview mirror and asked, "Are you the young lady of the Fu family?"
Zhuo Jian already felt unfamiliar with that title, so she just urged again: "Please hurry up, I have something urgent."
The driver continued to ask her while accelerating, "Are you looking for Boss Fu? I heard that you cuckolded him. How dare you go to him now? Girl, the bosses are all murderous, I think you still
Don't go looking for him."
Zhuo Jian only felt upset after hearing his words. Fu Yanye must be better at killing people.
Chengli and Chengqing were kidnapped by him, how could she not go find him?
Even if she risked her life, she would bring the child back.