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Si Zhengting's already frozen figure froze again, he raised his lowered eyes, maybe his mood was too fragile at the moment, and he couldn't hold back the stunned look on his face, "What do you mean it's gone?" ”

In his voice, there was a trace of panic that he was not aware of.

The housekeeper hurriedly spoke, "Da Zhuang drove behind his wife, and his wife didn't get into the car, and then ran into a remote alley, the car couldn't get in, and when Da Zhuang stopped and chased after him, he found that his wife was gone." We've sent people to look for them, but they haven't found them. ”

Si Zhengting's heart tightened suddenly, and he stood up suddenly, looking slightly flustered, but the moment he raised his footsteps, he paused again.

He went to look for her, and what about after he found her?

His fists clenched.

The housekeeper raised his drooping eyelids, saw him like this, quickly lowered his eyelids again, sighed, and deliberately said to Si Zhengting: "Alas, Mrs. is a young girl, walking on the road so late, it's not safe at all, I heard that a murderer who has been on the run for five or six years has come to Beijing, and the security has been very bad recently, especially around our villa area, it is very cold, unlike the ......city center."

Before he finished speaking, he shook in front of him, and the originally hesitant figure had already rushed out.

The housekeeper looked at his back, shook his head, and sighed, "Young people are just angry, and they run away from home after arguing, isn't it interesting?" ”

However, in the past, it was the husband who left and the wife went to look for him.

This time, the wife is gone, it seems that she must be sad to the extreme, how can a gentleman like Mr. not go and get his wife back in person?

Thinking of this, he walked out of the study with his hands behind his back, humming a little song slowly, and after a while, he took out the walkie-talkie from his pocket and instructed Da Zhuang: "Well, just follow Mrs. from a distance, just keep her safe, don't be exposed, yes, after seeing Mr., your task will be completed......"

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Zhuang Nana rushed out of the Sijia villa and ran out for several kilometers in one go, until he was out of breath, and then stopped.

The night in Beijing is not dark.

The streets were lit up with neon lights one after another, and it was only one o'clock in the morning, and there was no one on the street except for the occasional private car passing by.

She stood there, gasping for breath, the suffocating pain in her chest that made her heart feel a little better.

Then, she stared blankly at the intersection ahead, not knowing where to go.

In the past, where there was a mother, it was home.

And now, after leaving the Sijia villa, there is no place for her in Beijing City.

His eyes began to be sour again, and his desperate mocking look flashed in front of him again. His distrustful look made her feel as if her body had been cut open a little bit, and the dripping pain swept over her, making her dare not even use a little more strength to breathe.

She endured it until she forced her tears back, and she told herself in her heart: Zhuang Nana, don't cry.

He doesn't believe you because he doesn't love you.

In that case, why did she shed an extra tear for him?

Zhuang Nana laughed at herself, lowered her head, and casually chose a path to move forward.

She was in too much of a hurry and angry to go out, and she didn't take anything.

I don't know how long I walked, the cold wind blew in gusts, and I just ran all the way, and the sweat that came out of it also evaporated.