Situ Qinglang easily returned to the army dormitory after finishing the matter at hand, and as soon as he took out his mobile phone, he saw a missed call from his sweetheart.

He looked at the time, and it had been 2 hours since she called, so he quickly called back, for fear that she would be waiting anxiously.

Unexpectedly, the phone rang for a long time, but the sweetheart didn't answer, Situ Qinglang was surprised in his heart-angry? She shouldn't be so ignorant, right?

He changed out of his military uniform, and suddenly remembered that He Jiaming had a Christmas dinner at home today, and laughed in his heart, it seems that his wife may have gone to the dinner, her mobile phone is too tattered, maybe the sound on the scene is loud, and she can't hear the ringtone.

Situ Qinglang drove home and changed into a straight suit, although he was not very interested in the banquet, but his sweetheart participated, he was definitely going to go.

Driving on the road, there were tinkling Christmas songs everywhere, pedestrians were weaving, cars were jammed, Situ Qinglang became more and more anxious, and he wanted to run over directly from the traffic.

Passing by the shopping street, Situ Qinglang was stunned for a moment, thinking in his heart - Christmas is coming, it seems that he should buy a Christmas gift for his little wife.

He got out of the car and hesitated for a moment between the Apple and Samsung experience stores, not knowing what kind of phone his sweetheart preferred.

His own mobile phone is customized by the military industry, which is naturally different from the one used by the public, but it seems that these two mobile phones have become rotten street goods now, Situ Qinglang guessed the sweetheart's preferences, and felt that she should like those things that are a little bit younger and more distinctive.

In the end, he chose a pink note3, which is pink and tender and leathery to the touch - although it is not special at all, at least it is not as arcade as Apple, and it should be sweetheart's style.

He asked people to help pack the mobile phone, and chose the matching mobile phone leather case, because it was Christmas, the experience store service was very thoughtful, and Shengsheng wrapped the mobile phone as a Christmas gift.

Situ Qinglang was very satisfied, swiped the card to pay, and took it back to the car, the road conditions were much better at this time, and because of this, he drove to He's house without much effort.

The grandeur of He Mansion was unprecedented, Situ Qinglang reported his name, and the servant immediately opened the European-style door for him and welcomed him in.

His arrival caused quite a stir in the crowd, both because of his special status and because of his outstanding appearance. Although he was wearing a wedding ring, a woman immediately greeted him with a wine glass.

Situ Qinglang avoided it coldly, and he didn't drink a drop of wine.

He searched for the figure of the little sweetheart in the crowd, but he couldn't find the entire banquet hall on the first floor, so he found his sister Qingqing who was chatting with a few women in the corner, and asked, "Where's the sweetheart?"

"Second brother?" Situ Qingqing was taken aback, and quickly stood up, "When did you come?"

As soon as the girls who were gossiping with Situ Qingqing saw Situ Qinglang, they were all red-eared and red-hearted, and Situ Qingqing immediately continued in a sinister manner: "My second sister-in-law seems to be with Brother Jiaming. ”

Situ Qinglang's face darkened in an instant, and he said in a rather unhappy tone: "He Jiaming, where are they?"

"Seemingly...... On the terrace. Situ Qingqing stuck out his tongue and explained flatteringly, "It seems that they are discussing life ideals and philosophies, don't be nervous." ”

Situ Qinglang had a gloomy face, and without saying a word, he went to the terrace to settle accounts with He Jiaming, and the little girls' glass hearts were broken, why are all the handsome guys married these years?

Through the white glass door, he saw that He Jiaming had been pouring himself a drink, and the sweetheart was not by her side at all, so he pushed the door in and said straight to the point: "Where is my wife?"

He Jiaming was drunk, and he was irritable about his sweetheart's matter, and when he saw Situ Qinglang coming, he simply looked cold and provoked: "Your wife was run away by me." ”

"What do you mean?" Situ Qinglang immediately frowned, and he grabbed He Jiaming's collar, "What's wrong with you?"

"Bastard! This is my home! You are a soldier who is presumptuous in my private house? Situ Qinglang, don't think that you can be arrogant with a military rank!"

Situ Qinglang's head turned into two big - this guy was drunk, and he didn't make sense at all.

He let go of his hand and asked anxiously, "Where's sweetheart, was she with you just now?"

"She's gone early, half an hour away, maybe you can find it in my bedroom. He Jiaming's eyes were hazy and his speech was slurred.

Situ Qinglang didn't want to talk nonsense with him, and he didn't want to be forced to beat him directly in front of everyone, so he had to let go impatiently and look for him one after another.

The banquet hall is so big, with the character of sweetheart, it is unlikely that she will hide somewhere completely isolated on this occasion, Situ Qinglang found Qingqing and Qingfeng, and saw Ma Weiwei and Hua Chengyuan, acquaintances have seen it all over, but there is no trace of sweetheart.

"Sweetheart is missing?" Ma Weiwei's eyes widened, "She's wearing a pink dress today, she should be easy to recognize, what about the bathroom?"

Ma Weiwei and Situ Qingqing found the bathroom and found that there was no one inside, but there was a shoe, which was left alone on the sink.

Ma Weiwei instantly spartan, this shoe is sweetheart's! she lent it to sweetheart! so she couldn't be clearer!

The appearance of this shoe shocked Situ Qinglang, and he couldn't care about He Jiaming's damn banquet anymore, so he immediately ordered a few people to find the guest rooms one by one, and asked around if anyone had seen Sweetheart.

The news of Sweetheart's disappearance reached the ears of the servants, and the servants did not dare to make a mistake, so they hurriedly told the news to the He family.

"Lost your sweetheart?!" He Jiamin was shocked, and instantly woke up more than half of his wine!

He hurriedly walked out of the terrace, at this time more and more guests had heard about someone missing, Situ Qinglang took one of his sweetheart's missing shoes, and asked He Jiaming: "What's going on? Who have you invited?"

He Jiaming had a splitting headache, he immediately blocked all the doors and windows exits, left all the guests present in the house, and instructed the servants: "Check them one by one!"

"Isn't there surveillance?" Situ Qinglang frowned, his heart was full of anxiety, but reason told him to be calm, he must be calm, his sweetheart was likely to be kidnapped by someone.

He Jiaming immediately ordered the security to call up the surveillance, but the results made everyone surprised and cold-

The surveillance system was artificially hacked, the video recording function was not turned on at all, and what was presented to everyone was only some useless static images.

By all indications, this was a premeditated and planned kidnapping.

"He Jiaming!" Situ Qinglang's eyes were eager to erupt with fire, grabbing He Jiaming's collar and smashing him on the chair.

He Jiaming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Situ Qinglang, you should have understood a long time ago, it was your identity that made your sweetheart a live target again and again, you didn't take good care of your wife, but you came to blame me?"

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