His bottomless eyes stared at her, and his voice was slightly cold: "You mean to go abroad?" ”

Ni Jian lowered his head and laughed at himself: "If you can't see familiar people in China, what's the difference between it and abroad." ”

The air was quiet on all sides, and Fu Jie lowered his head and didn't dare to speak.

Wen Shiyu looked at her for a moment, and said lightly: "It's okay, after all, you have lived there for a long time, and you are used to it." ”

Ni Jian froze, looked up at him, Wen Shiyu had already looked away indifferently: "Fu Jie, do you hear?" Get ready to send Miss Ni Jian abroad as soon as possible. ”

Fu Jie raised his head, glanced at Ni Jian, who had changed color slightly, and responded: "Yes, young master." ”

Wen Shiyu turned around and left.

Ni Jian stared at his back and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

It wasn't until Fu Jie whispered to the maid to clean up her things that she slowly reacted, her thin white fingers curled up slightly, and she slowly tightened her slightly bloodless lips, without saying a word.

From daylight to sunset, Song Yixi never came back.

Wen Shiyu became more and more irritable and worried, and this emotion was brought to a peak when he saw the necklace he gave her on the bed.

He grabbed the necklace, the anger in his body was undisguised, the knuckles of his fingers were slightly white, and he immediately turned around and went downstairs: "Someone!" ”

"Young Master."

Fu Jie Wusen hurriedly came over: "What happened?" ”

"Are you sure Yixi just went out to buy something?" Wen Shiyu stared at Fu Jie with a terrifying look in his eyes.

Fu Jie was stunned: "Song ...... That's what Miss Song said. ”

However, at this time, remembering Song Yixi's thin clothes at that time, his face changed slightly.

Wen Shiyu, who was staring at him, suddenly suffocated his breath, and his eyes were so cold that people shuddered: "Why don't you go and find it!" ”

"Yes, young master!"

Wen Shiyu held the necklace and walked out with long legs with a cold face, Ni Jian supported the wheelchair and said in surprise: "What's the matter, Shiyu, what's wrong?" ”

Wen Shiyu ignored it and walked straight out of the door wrapped in coldness.

Wu Sen saw that Ni Jian was anxiously and helplessly sitting in a wheelchair, so he had to whisper back to her: "Miss Song seems to be gone." ”

Ni Jian was stunned: "How could I not see it?" ”

Woodson didn't have time to answer her, and hurried out the door.

Wen Shiyu led people to search all the nearby places, but he still couldn't find Song Yixi.

The phone is turned off and cannot be located.

In the car, Wen Shiyu was holding Song Yixi's necklace that he had put on positioning, and the gloom in his eyes became deeper and deeper.

"Young master, if you look for it any longer, you'll be in Izumo City."

Yixi, she is not the one who leaves without saying a word.

Wen Shiyu's thin lips pursed slightly, and after a while, he said coldly: "Go back." ”

He wanted to see who had told her what she shouldn't have said.

The chandelier overhead illuminated the living room perfectly, it was already dark outside, and Song Yixi still hadn't come back.

The servants stood nervously in a row, their heads bowed, not daring to look at the gloomy and cold man sitting on the sofa in front of them.

The little maid who received a card from Ni Jian trembled in her calves, bit her lip, and looked at her pleadingly.

Ni Jian didn't look at her, her face was delicate and beautiful, and she turned her head and whispered to Wen Shiyu: "Shiyu, I heard that Yixi is gone, have you been out for so long and still haven't found it?" ”

Wen Shiyu ignored her, stared coldly at the maids in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "From two o'clock to five o'clock in the afternoon, any of you who have seen Yixi have told her something." ”

"Miss Song has been sleeping today, and she hasn't come down much...... "A maid said cautiously.