Little wife, you're arrested! - CHAPTER 1193 WHAT SHOULD I DO, I LOST SI NIAN (4) - URBAN ROMANCE - JIEQI CMS

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Chapter 1193: What to Do, I Lost Si Nian (4)

Aunt Nian was stunned.

Now when I go back to the UK, can I save the third young grandmother?

Madame is running away!

"Yes."

Aunt Nian responded respectfully, turned around and walked in front, and Mrs. Huo followed.

But after only taking two steps, Mrs. Huo's body suddenly sank heavily, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Madame!"

Aunt Nian was so frightened that she hurriedly held her up, "Are you okay?" ”

Something, she's scared!

When Mrs. Huo raised her head, her eyes were already full of tears, she grabbed Aunt Nian's hand and said nervously: "Aunt Nian, what should I do, I lost Si Nian?" ”

She didn't really want to hurt her, she just wanted to use her to lure Chevr out.

She really did it to prevent Chevle from hurting her and Ah Zhan!

"Aunt Nian, I'm all for their good. Do you think Ah Zhan will forgive me if he knows about it? ”

Aunt Nian was silent.

She didn't know if the young master would forgive Madame if he knew that the third young grandmother had been arrested, but she must have known that the young master would go crazy.

Mrs. Huo squatted on the ground, and tears began to fall down her eyes......

"What should I do, Aunt Nian, what should I do?"

Aunt Nian had a headache, hugged Mrs. Huo's body, and comforted softly: "Madam, it's okay, the young master won't do anything to you, you are his mother after all." ”

But Si Nian is his wife, and she is pregnant!

She was dizzy, so she didn't think about the consequences and used Si Nian as bait!

"He won't spare me, he won't!"

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After looking for a day, Zhan Muqing leaned back on the chair tiredly, closed his eyes and took a nap.

"Second brother, is this your mother's style?"

Zhan Muqing closed his eyes and spoke in a cold voice.

Chevr has done so much

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The old man didn't even notice it, and now they let them easily detect her traces.

Zhan Muhan glanced at him, his face turned pale, "You also think this matter is unusual?" ”

Hearing Zhan Muhan's words, Zhan Muqing slowly opened his eyes, which were unfathomable.

What the hell is she going to do?

"Zhan Ye, give me the phone."

Zhan Muqing took the phone and subconsciously opened it.

No text messages, no missed calls, >

When he came out for a day, Si Nian didn't want him!

Zhan Muqing clicked on the address book, and the first one was Si Nian.

Remarks: Ai (Love)!

Zhan Muhan glanced at him and couldn't help but tease: "Third child, how long has it been since I saw Si Xiaonian and you want to be like this?" ”

Zhan Muqing glared at him and said indifferently: "Don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute." ”

Zhan Muhan shrugged helplessly, and also took out his mobile phone to send a text message to Si Mian.

Simian: My sister is not at home...... I do not know

Where did it go, the call was turned off.

Si Xiaonian is not at home?

He always thought that Si Mian was accompanying Si Xiaonian!

Zhan Muhan glanced at Zhan Muqing, only to see that his face was already gloomy.

Si Xiaonian's mobile phone is turned off!

"Ask your woman, where is Si Nian?"

Zhan Muqing looked at him with a hint of urgency in his eyes.

Si Nian's mobile phone never runs out of battery, and it never turns off!

"Mianmian said, Si Xiaonian is not in the castle."

Zhan Muhan said tentatively, "Didn't you text her tonight, will you go out?" ”

Zhan Muqing stared at Zhan Muhan deadly, and then remembered what happened to find Xue Fu'er today, and his face suddenly became ugly.

"Zhan Ye, hurry up and go back to the castle."

"There are few battles, and it's already the fastest!" Zhan Ye also heard the conversation between the two and spoke anxiously.

"Stop!"

Zhan Ye braked suddenly, the car had not stopped, Zhan Muqing had already gotten out of the car, opened the door of the driver's seat, and said gloomily: "Get down!" ”