The day passed quickly, and during this day, Mo Xinchen did not make a single call to Ning Xiaomeng, she sat on the bench with her mobile phone full of anticipation, especially hoping that he could call her.

But the results were still disappointing.

Forget it, he will call her when he remembers, why waste time looking at his phone and worrying?

When the sun sets, the earth is bathed in the colorful glow of the afterglow, people stroll on the street in twos and threes, and the evening breeze slowly blows a burst of flowers and trees mixed with the fragrance, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, and feels that the sunset is infinitely good.

The gorgeous sunset, like overturned paint, sprinkled on the horizon, set off the bright red sunset. But the sunset was like drunken wine, thrown into the water, swaying and shaking, dyeing the blue ocean into a dazzling red.

"Watching the sunset at the beach is really unique, and the next time I call our family Yunxi to watch the sunset with me, it will definitely feel different." Imo stretched out her arms, her eyes closed, and her head tilted slightly to feel the sea breeze.

Ning Xiaomeng smiled slightly, watching the sunset with the person she likes is really different, she still remembers watching the sunset on the mountain with Mo Xinchen before, and that day was her happiest day.

Her only wish now was to go with him to the reeds to see the fireflies, but that promise had been fulfilled for so long that it had not been fulfilled to this day.

"Let's go, let's go to dinner, I'll have a treat tonight." She pulled Xiao Chen to stand up and said to her in front of her.

He definitely won't be going home for dinner tonight, instead of the two mothers and sons eating boring at home, it is better to eat with Yimo, so that there may be a lot of fun, and it is just right to compensate her, congratulations to her on the TV finish yesterday.

"That's what you said, oh, I'm too lazy to invite me to dinner, I have to slaughter you well."

"Okay, eat as much as you want, and be full." I'm not afraid that you won't be able to eat, I'm afraid that you won't be able to finish eating.

Department of West City——

Qian Yunxi sat on the sofa at his parents' house and crossed Erlang's legs and pondered, listening to the housekeeper say that his parents had not come back for two months, and he also received a call from the housekeeper, because he was worried that something would happen to them, so he flew back from the city.

As soon as he returned, he came here, and after learning some information, he began to investigate, and his mother's phone was always turned off, while his father's phone was always out of the service area.

There had never been such a situation before, and it was really suspicious.

At this time, a man in black rushed in from outside the door, and he called out "report" respectfully.

Cheon Yoon-hee lowered her overlapping legs and looked squarely at the person in front of her, "Said." He coldly spat out a word.

"In two months, Madame booked two tickets at the airport, one to Malaysia and the other to Paris in Gaul.

The flight to Malaysia was past the boarding time, and the ticket to Gallic Paris had boarded at the beginning of the month, and the subordinates felt that Madame should be in Paris by now. The man in black's 1510 report said what he thought.

"Well, send someone to Paris to look for it immediately, but I can't find a person to see me."

"Yes!" The man in black nodded, turned and left the living room.

The man left, and after a while, another man in black who was investigating the whereabouts of the old man walked in again.

"Report to Lord Qianshao, the whereabouts of the master are difficult to find, and the subordinates have launched a nationwide carpet investigation and have not been able to find it, please punish Lord Qianshao." He is calm on the surface, but his heart is already turbulent, and it is impossible not to be afraid in the face of Qian Yunxi, Satan.

But they have tried their best, and the old man seems to have disappeared from this world, and he really didn't see any clues.

"Well, stand down." He said lightly.

The man in black was a little stunned, but he didn't dare to say anything, he directly responded and retreated, since it was okay, a stone in his heart fell, and he found that their young adults had changed recently.

The once decisive and ruthless Satan had disappeared from him, a change that had left them all a little unaccustomed to it.

"Butler." Cheon Yoon-hee leaned back on the back of the sofa and called out to the butler.

The housekeeper heard the call and hurriedly walked into the living room, "What does the young master command?" "The butler is an old man in his sixties, with gray hair, who looks like he looks kindly at his grandfather, but he can't be deceived by his appearance.

He is an all-round master of all martial arts in the martial arts world, although he is old, it does not affect his ability at all.

"When was the last time you saw my dad? What did he say? "If you want to find someone, you have to find clues first, and the housekeeper is the key person to find the clues.

"The last time I saw my husband was a month and a half ago, when he hurried to the bedroom, and when he left, he carried a suitcase in his hand, told me to take care of the house, and then drove away."

"Did he tell you where to go?"

Qian Yunxi pinched his chin in his hand, puzzled, and said that his father was carrying a suitcase, what was in the suitcase? If it's clothes, where is he going in such a hurry?

"I'm sorry young master, the master didn't mention it to me." The butler replied apologetically.

Qian Yunxi waved his hand to make him retreat, this question was simply asked in vain, or he didn't know anything, he got up from the sofa, his hand habitually pushed into his trouser pocket, stopped to think for a while, and turned to go upstairs.

He came to the door of the bedroom on the second floor, this was his parents' bedroom, maybe he could start here and see if he could find some clues in the bedroom.

Thinking about it, he put his hand on the doorknob, pressed down a little, pushed it but couldn't push it open, the door to this bedroom was locked, and he hadn't entered this bedroom since he moved out of the house at the age of fifteen.

He remembered that he used to have a key to this bedroom, which he thought was fun, and he specially went to match it, and even his parents didn't know it.

But after so many years, he doesn't know where to throw the key, and he doesn't seem to have taken it with him when he moved that year, maybe it's still in the bedroom where he used to live, and his mother told him that his bedroom is still the same as before he moved out.

The contents have never been moved, but they have been asked to go in and clean them once a week, and I don't know if the key is still there.

He turned back to his bedroom, then opened the door and walked in, the room was as clean as new, the air was fresh, and there was no sign of anyone touching it.

She scratched her head and thought about it, where did he put the key before?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, yes, it seemed to be in a small blue box under the bed, he immediately ran to the bed, bent down and began to reach under the bed to grope, and finally took out the small blue box.

There was some dust on it, and it seemed that the cleaner was not very careful, so he blew it, and then opened the box, and inside he showed a gold and bronze key, which was still as good as new because it was well preserved.

He took out the key inside and returned to his parents' bedroom door, then inserted the key into the keyhole, turned one hundred and eighty degrees to the left, and then gently pushed, and the door was successfully opened.

He took the key and walked in and closed the door, nothing had changed in the room, and his taste was still so bad, which was the first impression he had seen.

At the head of the bed is a wedding photo of his father and his mother, and the two hug each other and smile sweetly.

He lowered his head and looked around, didn't see anything suspicious, slowly walked to the closet, opened it and looked at it, but didn't find the clue he wanted, and closed it.

Turning, he fixed his eyes on the bedside table, then walked over and pulled them away one by one.

There were only a few newspapers, a few magazines and something inconsequential.

There is no way to look at it like this, he held his forehead, closed the drawer and sat down on the bed, opened the bed with a fist of annoyance, and then stood up and walked out of the bedroom. His father is a strong martial artist, and above him, he is not very worried about what will happen to him.

It's just that he has been missing for a month and a half and has no news is really a bit unbelievable, his father is a human being, not a god, it is impossible to have no accidents at all, although he doesn't have a good impression of his father, but after all, he is his biological son, and based on this alone, he has to find him!

If you don't have the ability to "kill the soul", then hand it over to the "soul killer"!

In the city, at eight o'clock in the evening -

Ning Xiaomeng, who had been out all day, finally broke up, because Xiaochen had to go to bed at eight o'clock every night, so they had to go back to their respective homes and find their own mothers.

When he got home, Xiao Chen was already asleep, to put it bluntly, in fact, he had fallen asleep during the time he was in the car, and he didn't even sleep during the afternoon nap after playing all day, he was tired and she was tired, so he went to bed early.

About ten o'clock, because dinner was too salty, thirsty woke up, had to get up to drink water, with a pair of blurry eyes, feet dragged shoes to the water dispenser to pour water to drink, after quenching the thirst was about to go back to the room to continue sleeping when I heard the sound of the door opening.

Immediately after that, the light in the living room was turned on, Mo Xinchen closed the door, changed her shoes at the entrance and walked in, and saw her standing in the living room, frowning slightly.

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet? Wear so little and don't be afraid of catching a cold. He walked over to her, took off his coat and draped it over her.

Fortunately, he also knew that it was so late, if it was still early, he didn't plan to come back? This early and late return, is it back from fishing?

The coat on his body exuded a pungent smell of perfume, and tonight seemed to be different from last night's.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" She covered her mouth and nose and coughed a few times, the smell of perfume was too choking.

Mo Xinchen frowned, grabbed her arm, and asked worriedly, "You have a cold?" Why so careless? From his eyes, she did see worry.

She pushed his hand away and gave him back the coat on her body, "I'm fine, you go take a shower, I'll go to sleep." After speaking, she coughed twice, cleared her throat, and turned back to her room.

Mo Xinchen watched Ning Xiaomeng's back disappear behind the door, and then looked down at the coat in his hand, he cautiously approached his nose and sniffed it, so he quickly took it away, and then his body was shocked, and he quickly ran into the bathroom.

Ning Xiaomeng slept on the bed on her side, with the sound of water running in the bathroom in her ears, and pulled the quilt for Xiaochen, she began to automatically block the sound, closed her eyes and let herself fall asleep.