As she said this, tears welled up from Zong's mother's eyes again.

Holding Xia Ling's hand tightly, Mother Zong looked at her sadly, her eyes were already red and swollen from crying.

Enduring the pain, Xia Ling comforted her: "It's okay, Mom, even if I'm gone, there are still nine years, he will take good care of you for me, he is half of your son." Softly comforted, Xia Ling sighed in his heart.

It's not a question of a cancer cure, it's a ...... Heavenly Dao wants her to die, and without the help of the system, she can't survive at all.

Mother Zong wiped her tears and said, "Nine...... Nine years...... If only he knew...... I don't know how uncomfortable it should be! ”

Xia Ling hooked his lips: "Then don't let him know, Mom, he won't know." ”

*

Fu Jiunian finally ended the new energy project.

When he returned home, he found that in the villa, the people were still there, and the dogs were still there...... Everything was as he remembered it.

It's just that the person he wants to see the most in his heart is not in the villa.

"Did Madame go to the library?" Fu Jiunian asked the next person.

The servant shook his head, took a letter from the wine cabinet, and handed it to Fu Jiunian.

Fu Jiunian opened the envelope and saw very familiar handwriting.

"For nine years, you were always busy with work, and your days were very boring. Since you love work so much, let's compare! Don't look for me, I'm in a place you don't think of, for a year, we follow up on two projects of the company separately. If you can surpass me, I'll be back. And if I win you, you'll spend three months a year with me for the rest of the year! ”

"How long has it been since Madame has been back?" The knuckles clutched the letterhead, and Fu Jiu's strength was so great that the letterhead was wrinkled.

"Three months, right?" The subordinate said cautiously.

Trimester!

In the past three months, she has not contacted him, Fu Jiu has been working day and night for nine years, and often just lie down here, there is a problem with the project there.

Zong Li didn't contact him, and in his heart, Fu Jiunian was relieved.

But now, he just wants to hammer himself to death!

Zong Li has been away from home for three months, as a husband, he doesn't even know anything about it, how much does he care about her?

*

Fu Jiunian searched all over the places where Zong Li might stay.

Zong's villa, library, those friends who have a good relationship with her.

But no one knows where she went.

Kneeling in the living room of the Zong family, Fu Jiunian pursed his lips tightly, his back straightened, and he only begged Zong's father and Zong's mother to tell him the traces of Zongli.

He knelt for a day and a night, Zong's father was not at home, and Zong's mother avoided him.

But Fu Jiunian didn't get a drop of water, and people were also visibly collapsing, with black stubble and a dark face.

Looking at such a haggard Fu Jiunian, Mother Zong really didn't want to hold on any longer.

With red eyes, she walked down the stairs.

The face that has always been calm and graceful also shows a haggard look.

"Nine years...... Xiaoli, in the Maldives, nine years, you go to her and persuade her. ”

"Good!"

He didn't understand Zong's mother's last sentence, he just thought that Zong Li was in a temper, and if he could get the news of Zong Li, Fu Jiunian had already sent a sigh of relief.

Fu Jiunian got on the private jet of the Zong family and headed south.

*

The skies in the Maldives are blue and the ocean is like a vast gem.

Fu Jiu found the hotel with a young car and a familiar road.

He went to the second floor and knocked on the door of the room with a sea view.

"Is it nine years?" A soft voice came from the room with a sea view.