His face changed slightly, but he still didn't escape Jing Yiyi's eyes.

Jing Yiyi subconsciously put his hands on him and supported him, "What's wrong with you? Aren't you too tired these days?"

Nightwing's chest hurt so badly that he pressed half of his body on Jing Yiyi. A smile tugged at the corner of his lips, "It's okay."

"What's okay? Your face is white!" Jing Yiyi is not a fool, where can he not see that something is wrong with him.

Nightwing was helpless, and lowered his head to look at her, his voice with a three-point smile, "What are you doing so fiercely?"

Jing Yiyi's face was hot, and his tone would really make her think that they were very familiar.

She muttered quietly, "I don't care about you yet."

"What is wrong with it?" Jing Yiyi raised his head and asked, getting to the bottom of it.

Nightwing coughed, "It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly felt a little out of breath just now, and I'm much better now."

Jing Yiyi was not at ease, "Is it really okay?"

"It's all right, tell me the name of the bar first."

Jing Yiyi suddenly became a little angry, obviously his face was pale like this, and he could see at a glance that he was not feeling well.

You still have to hold on to find Jiang Mian, Jiang Mian Jiang Mian, is Jiang Mian so important?!

Who is Jiang Mian? She is Ji Zhi's wife, what does it have to do with him?

Jing Yiyi's heart was bubbling with sourness, but she didn't say a word.

"I don't know the name of the bar in French, I'll send it to your phone later."

Nightwing nodded, "Okay, thank you."

Who wants to hear him say thank you?

Jing Yi was so angry that she turned her head, "I'll leave first if you're okay."

Nightwing snorted, "Okay."

He agreed too simply, but Jing Yiyi was unhappy.

She was speechless and said, "You're going to go and find her?"

Without hesitation, he said, "Of course."

Jing Yiyi was a little incredulous, "Shouldn't you tell Ji Zhixiu first?"

"Why should I tell him?" Nightwing gradually eased up, regained his strength, pulled back the weight from Jing Yiyi, and stood firm.

"People are Jiang Mian's husband!"

"What does that have to do with me?" He doesn't care.

Jing Yiyi gritted her teeth, "Don't you think those sounds outside are bad enough? If it spreads, people will say what they will say about you, that you covet your sister-in-law."

Nightwing looked at her in surprise, "So what?"

Jing Yi was angry, she stomped her foot, "Who do you like, but like a married woman!"

Nightwing laughed badly, "I just like ***."

The anger in Jing Yiyi's eyes was about to overflow, and he opened his mouth to say something, but he still held back.

"Whatever you want!" She threw down a sentence in indignation.

He turned around and took a taxi and drove away.

As soon as she left, the smile on Nightwing's face vanished.

He dialed the night three with trembling hands, "Come pick me up."

Night home.

Yasan poured a glass of water and handed it to him, "You need to rest."

Nightwing swallowed the pill with water, nonchalantly, "I'm going to Italy."

Night Three: "Your body is not suitable for exertion at all, how long has it been since you returned from the treatment on Foggy Star Island?" Do you want to go back again? Besides, what are you going to do in Italy now?"

Nightwing smiled happily, after so many days, she finally had news, "Jing Yiyi said that someone has seen Jiang Mian in Italy."

Yesan frowned, "I'll go for you, and you'll wait for news in Kyoto."

With Nightwing's current physical condition, he is not suitable for long journeys at all.

Nightwing shook his head, "No, I'm going to find her myself."

Yesan was speechless, "Can you cherish your body? If you fall, believe me, Jiang Mian won't be pleased."

Nightwing closed her eyes, "I'll just take a moment."

He knew his own body.

Yesan knew what he had decided, and no one could easily change it.

He didn't speak.

The next day, Nightwing is about to depart.

Nightsan stopped him at the stairs, "Don't go."

Nightwing laughed, "Nightsan, you can't stop me."

Yesan was silent, "Ji Zhixiu is already on the plane to Italy."

Nightwing was stunned.

"I told him, you should rest assured that he went to find Jiang Mian. Your current body is far from supporting you to be tired." Yesan dares to do and dare to admit.

Nightwing snapped his tongue against his jaw, and he dropped his suitcase.

The suitcase slid smoothly around the ground.

Nightwing sat down, "It's yours, Nightsan, you really bothered to think about not wanting me to pass."

"I just don't want you to hold on." Ye San said a board at a glance.

Nightwing made an "ok" gesture, "As you wish, I'll be resting at home these days."

"That's for the best."

"By the way, how is Sister Ning's side?"

Ye San thought for a while, "According to Jiang Mian's current situation, the endorsement contract signed before cannot be carried out on the scene to carry out relevant activities, and I have already paid the termination fee. Some partners also said they were willing to wait for us. In addition, there were two invitations to Jiang Mian, and I declined them. Another thing is that Jiang Mian was invited to the Magnolia Award, and at the end of this month, I'm not sure if Jiang Mian can catch up. Anyway, I haven't given a reply yet."

Nightwing looked thoughtful, "There's a lot of weight to this award."

This year, Jiang Mian has been working steadily and steadily, with several dramas to gain fame and fortune, especially "The Legend of the Lock Heart".

It is precisely when it is easy to be approached by various directors and producers, and it is definitely not a good thing that this stall is not there.

Nightwing spoke, "Find a way to contact Song Xingjia."

It would be best if she could get back before then, but if she couldn't, he had to be prepared.

Yesan understood what he meant, and he nodded.

And at the moment, Italy.

Ji Zhixiu didn't expect that Nightwing's people would contact him, but no matter what, it could be regarded as news of Jiang Mian.

As soon as he found out, he rushed over.

It's daylight.

The bar opened a small door.

Ji Zhixiu took Xiang Long and went in directly.

There were two or three people scattered around, all blonde and blue-eyed.

Seeing Ji Zhixiu come in, he spoke English in surprise and told them that it was not the time to pick up customers.

Xiang Long took two steps forward, took out a photo of Jiang Mian, and asked them fluently in English if they had seen it.

Several people shook their heads.

Ji Zhixiu looked up and down, this bar was in a short location.

When I came in, I found that the structure inside was a bit like a cave. It is also full of some special ornaments full of local style.

He knocked on the bar with his fingers, causing everyone to look at him.

Ji Zhixiu's eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and his body was full of a breathtaking aura.

Several people were a little impatient, and they were about to drive him out.

Xiang Long was on fire, and just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Ji Zhixiu.

The man pursed his thin lips lightly and faintly called out the name of the owner behind the bar.

The faces of several people changed.

Ten minutes later.

Inside the box.

Rick poured a glass of wine and handed it to Ji Zhixiu, speaking in non-standard Chinese, "I didn't expect it to be a chicken fir."

Ji Zhixiu raised his hand and directly used English to facilitate communication between the two.

Rick's heart relaxed a little, and then he frowned again, "I really haven't seen this person."

Ji Zhixiu's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, there was no need for Rick to lie to him, and he could see that Rick was telling the truth.

"But," Rick paused slightly, "some time ago someone rented my box for a while and told us not to come close. Because he gave us a lot of money, he didn't bother us anything, so I didn't pay attention."

Ji Zhixiu suppressed the anxiety in his heart and asked, "Do you remember who it is?"

Rick shook his head, "The other party contacted me on the phone, I haven't met anyone."

"And what about the box they rented? Is it still there? Take me to see it."

Rick nodded, "This one is still there, I'll take you there."

He got up and led Ji Zhixiu and the others through the narrow secret passage.

Rick saw that he was tall, and the place where he was lined was even smaller. Immediately embarrassed, he explained: "These decorations are the characteristics of our bar."

When he first made the bar, he designed it.

Ji Zhixiu didn't care about these problems, his joy of being able to find Jiang Mian far exceeded these.

The secret passage was narrow and long, and the two of them walked for a few minutes before they reached the end of the room.

Rick opened the door, "This is it."

Ji Zhixiu raised his feet and stepped in.

The room was clean and tidy, not too big, but the sparrows were small and well-equipped.

There's everything.

Ji Zhixiu turned his head to look at him, "I want to see for myself."

Rick understood, "Then I'll go out first, Ji always needs to call me again."

Xiang Long sent Rick out.

Ji Zhixiu turned his back and rummaged through the objects here.

The room is simply furnished and you can see the head at a glance.

It's like someone has rearranged it.

Ji Zhixiu opened the drawer of the bedside table, and there was nothing in it.

He got up and unconsciously twisted his eyebrows and thought, he was now sure that Jiang Mian must have been here.

If he is Jiang Mian and wants to leave a clue, then, where will it be?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind.

Ji Zhixiu removed the gap in the bedside table, and a note fell inside.

Ji Zhixiu bent down to open the note, and then couldn't help frowning.

There were no words on the paper, just three wave symbols.

This is the message Jiang Mian wants to leave him?

Ji Zhixiu held the note and didn't find any other clues.

Before leaving, he asked Rick to send him a copy of the number he had contacted to rent a room.

He then rushed back to China.

Xiang Long followed behind him puzzled, "Are we going back like this, president?"

Ji Zhixiu's face was pale, and the disappointment in his heart was indescribable, "She's not here."

If he guessed correctly, she should have left Italy.

"Give your number, check it when you get off the plane."

Xiang Long nodded, "I understand, do you want to check that Rick?"

Ji Zhixiu shook his head, "He doesn't need to."

The reason why he knew about Lectra was when he visited the factory in Italy, and his subordinates brought him to this niche music bar.

He and Lek had a relationship for many years.

On the plane, Ji Zhixiu thought for a while, "Go back and tell Fan Cheng that the Heavenly Chosen series of commercials will let him start online again."

Xiang Long was a little surprised, this project had already been successfully completed. There is no need to re-launch at all.

But he won't question any of the president's decisions, "Understood."

Ji Zhixiu closed his eyes, he could only hope that Jiang Mian would see him and take the initiative to get out and come to him.

The first thing he did when he got off the plane, Ji Zhixiu went back to the company and called Fan Cheng.

"The Chosen Fragrance Series Commercial, Re-launched."

Fan Cheng was embarrassed, "But President, we have already sold out of the fragrance series!"

The Chosen series was very popular once it was released, especially with Jiang Mian's endorsement, and the two complemented each other and achieved each other.

"Then re-produce." Ji Zhixiu said without the slightest hesitation.

Fan Cheng nodded: "Okay."

"In addition, add a line of small print at the end of the commercial, if you have any questions, please contact the nearest local sales point, and we will have someone to provide after-sales service. And, I want this commercial to be placed all over the world, and not to be missed anywhere."