Cen Bowen just walked out of Mrs. Cen's room, and happened to see Steward Cen fiddling with the oil painting in the corridor, Cen Bowen's heart moved, I wonder if Steward Cen will know Zhuo Laosan's whereabouts?

"Steward Cen!"

This point Cen Bowen did not take care of everything in Zhenzhong Group, but appeared in the Cen family's mansion, and Steward Cen was also a little surprised.

"Young Master, why are you here?"

Facing Steward Cen, who is as close as an uncle, Cen Bowen is also more comfortable in his words, and there are not so many rules and regulations.

Cen Bowen did not answer Steward Cen's question, but directly asked about Zhuo Laosan's whereabouts.

"Steward Cen, have you seen Uncle Zhuo in the past few days?"

"Driver Zhuo, I saw him talking to the eldest lady in the garden the other night, and the next day he should have come to meet the old lady when he asked for his leave. ”

Cen Bowen grabbed Steward Cen's arms hard.

"What did they say, and why did my mother look for Uncle Zhuo?"

Steward Cen was inexplicably arrested and a little flustered.

"I was far away, and I could only hear a few sporadic words, which were roughly ...... It's roughly the eldest lady giving the driver to Tsien Zhuo and then letting him leave or something. ”

Steward Cen recalled it carefully and told everything he had seen.

"But the driver should not have taken the money, because I saw that he stuffed a check back into the eldest lady's hand, and the eldest lady angrily tore up the cheque. ”

Cen Bowen was shocked to hear that the matter was also related to his mother Shen Biyun, and she seemed to have used money to dispel Zhuo Laosan's suspicion, and she was even more annoyed.

"Thank you!"

hurriedly thanked Steward Cen, and Cen Bowen, who inadvertently found a new clue, hurriedly ran to the second floor to find Shen Biyun.

Seeing Cen Bowen, who hurriedly came to find him at this time, Shen Biyun was not surprised, as if she had expected this scene, and her hands were still concentrating on pruning the flowers and plants on the windowsill.

"What did you say to Uncle Zhuo, where did the two of them go?"

Cen Bowen was anxious and went straight to the point at once.

Shen Biyun is calm and relaxed, and her demeanor is calm and elegant, which is in stark contrast to the impatient and frizzy Cen Bowen.

"You don't knock on the door when you come in, you don't say hello, you don't think anything to talk to me, where did your upbringing go?

"I'm sorry, Mom. ”

is the so-called "intergenerational parent", in front of the stern Shen Biyun, Cen Bowen does not have the ease and casualness of Mrs. Cen, and he has many scruples in his words.

"You...... May I ask why you let Uncle Zhuo leave the Cen family?"

Shen Biyun raised her eyes and swept over Cen Bowen, and quickly returned to focusing on her flower and plant playthings.

"I don't need to report anything I say to him, and I can't interfere with what he wants to do. If you need a driver, I can get one for you. If nothing else, the topic can end here. ”

"Mom, you know what I'm talking about, Uncle Zhuo and Carrie are gone, where the hell have they gone?

Cen Bowen took half a step forward anxiously, and his tone became a lot heavier.

In Shen Biyun's eyes, the good son is an aggressive posture towards herself, for the sake of those two sticky dog skin plasters.

"Presumptuous!" Shen Biyun slammed the scissors in her hand on the balcony shelf.

"If you want to find someone, go to the police station to report the case or find a private detective agency, I don't have Uncle Zhuo and Uncle Li here, and I can't allow you to go wild with me!"

"Mom!" Cen Bowen was so excited that he trembled when he spoke.

"I don't mean to be wild with you, I'm just begging you to tell me where they went. ”

"Bowen, do you know your identity! You actually begged me for those lowly subordinates!"

Shen Biyun's blood surged, and she couldn't help but get excited.

"You don't like that Xia Xiaoxiao, it doesn't matter, such a person with low character, I will never allow her to step into our house for half a step. We are a dignified Cen family, and I'm afraid we won't find a suitable woman for you?"

"Mom, I'm not a male dog, I can find a female dog to ......!"

The angry Cen Bowen almost said something inappropriate, and secretly stopped abruptly when he felt inappropriate, and continued to express his emotions.

"I'm a human being, I have my own feelings! I only like Carrie!"

"Get out!"

Shen Biyun has reached the limit of patience.

"Mom......"

Cen Bowen still wanted to argue, but Shen Biyun interrupted him heavily.

"Get me out!"

Shen Biyun turned around indignantly, leaving only an indifferent back to Cen Bowen.

Cen Bowen opened his mouth, but finally closed it and left silently with his head down.

Out of Shen Biyun's room, Cen Bowen took three steps and two steps, and ran straight to the garage. He pulled open the driver's door and unceremoniously pulled Shang Qingyuan out.

"Qingyuan, I'll drive, you help me check the subway, car, train, high-speed rail, plane and other means of transportation in Gaoning City to see if there are any travel records of Zhuo Jiali and Uncle Zhuo!"

"Yes!"

Cen Bowen stepped on the accelerator, and the car flew out of the Cen family's mansion like an arrow.

Cars with superior performance shuttle back and forth in the streets and alleys of Gaoning City all day long. Shang Qingyuan in the car did not dare to stop searching for a moment, but there was no result.

Zhuo Jiali and Zhuo Laosan seemed to have evaporated from the world, and there was no trace to be found.

Going around and around, Cen Bowen returned to the door of Zhuo Jiali's house, he squatted at the door, his head buried in his knees, he didn't have the style of a rich young master at all, but like a helpless homeless man.

Shang Qingyuan has never seen Cen Bowen who usually has his own halo like this, even if he was desperately looking for Zhuo Jiali after driving away Zhuo Jiali last time, he was not so heartbroken and helpless this time.

At this moment, Shang Qingyuan silently stayed by Cen Bowen's side, his nervous little hand hanging above Cen Bowen's shoulder, not knowing whether to go down or not.

Maybe it was a luxury car and two men in the night who were too eye-catching, Zhuo Jiali's neighbor's aunt poked her head out to look, and when she saw that they were still there for so long, she took a dog out and asked bravely.

The dog "Wang" twice, quite obediently adding momentum to the owner.

"Hey, who are you, why do you keep squatting at the door of Lao Zhuo's house?"

Cen Bowen raised his head suddenly, as if he suddenly saw a warm light in the cold darkness.

"Auntie, did you see Uncle Zhuo and them leave last weekend?"

"What do you have to do with Lao Zhuo, why should I tell you?"

The neighbor's aunt was not confused by the appearance of Cen Bowen and Shang Qingyuan, and was quite alert with a suspicious face.

When Cen Bowen heard this, it was tantamount to inadvertently gaining a glimmer of life, and he suddenly wanted to stand up, but he hadn't eaten for a day and squatted for too long, his legs and feet were sore and numb, and he almost slipped down.

Shang Qingyuan hurriedly helped him, and with the support of the door, Cen Bowen finally stood up straight.