"Missed? Who is missing?" Song Ci's reaction was much greater than Jiang Lingxiao's, "Who is Miss Yun? Why is she missing?"

His expression was visibly tense and solemn, and when he looked at Jiang Lingxiao and Wei Hong, his eyes were filled with alertness.

Wei Hong was sweating all over, "She... went to the bathroom, and when I turned the corner, I didn't see anyone. I've looked everywhere, but couldn't find..."

"You've been looking everywhere..." Song Ci almost suffocated and shouted, "Butler! Butler!"

Jiang Lingxiao didn't quite understand Song Ci's overreaction. He reassured the old man, "Miss Yun is just a friend of mine. She couldn't sit still. She might have gone for a casual stroll."

Although he said this, the way Jiang Lingxiao looked at Wei Hong looked like he was looking at a dead person.

Yun Xueyao doesn't have wings, and Wei Hong, a grown man, can't even look down on a girl. Is he blind or stupid?

"I'll go find her." Jiang Lingxiao took a step forward, "As long as she's still here."

"Stop." Song Ci's face was dark, "Young Master Jiang, this is my private residence. You sit down and I'll come."

The housekeeper had already trotted over, but he didn't know yet that Yun Xueyao was missing.

"Is that the reporter?" he asked.

Song Ci almost fainted, "What reporter?"

The butler replied, "It's the reporter who has been trying to interview you, sir, for the past few days, and she came here today. I told you that you can just let me go as I please, but I didn't expect that Mr. Xiao just gave her

Brought in..."

Now, it was Song Ci's turn to look at Jiang Lingxiao as if he wanted to eat someone.

"Young Master Jiang, is this your...real purpose?"

The butterfly brooch is all an excuse!

Jiang Lingxiao was stunned.

Is Yun Xueyao really here to interview Song Ci?

She...didn't she find out something from Mrs. Jiang and come here to wait for him on purpose?

"Hmph!" Song Ci looked at Jiang Lingxiao gloomily, "Young Master Jiang, you businessmen are so unpredictable!"

He almost didn't call him a profiteer.

Jiang Lingxiao: "I'll get her back!"

"I told you to stop!" Song Ci almost roared, "This is my home! Someone is coming! See you off!"

Jiang Lingxiao stood still.

"I brought you here," he looked at Song Ci, and his eyes became no longer friendly, hiding a hint of paranoia and violence.

He walked to an imperial chair in the living room, sat down, crossed his legs, and felt the ice floating on his face.

"Mr. Song, let's look for him. I'll leave when I find him."

Song Ci was stunned.

Now that the matter was over, he didn't want to get into any more entanglements with Jiang Lingxiao, so he hurriedly left with the housekeeper.

Eerie and solemn clouds shrouded this huge Chinese-style courtyard.

In the hall, Song Ci's personal bodyguards all had serious faces, guarding Jiang Lingxiao and Wei Hong like thieves.

Although the afternoon sun is still shining brightly, a chilly air is flowing in the courtyard...

At least half an hour later, Song Ci came back.

His expression was still serious, but obviously not as tense as before.

"I asked all the servants, Mr. Jiang, your friend has already left."

This answer surprised Jiang Lingxiao.

He straightened up, and his first reaction was to question, "The servant here, are you sure you saw the right person?"

"You read that right, it's a young girl wearing red culottes, right?" Song Ci said with a clear nose and eyes, "When she went to the bathroom earlier, wasn't there a servant following her? After the girl came out, she walked around and left directly.

, the servant didn’t take it seriously, and happened to be busy with something afterwards, so he forgot to report it.”

"Can you adjust the monitoring to make sure?" Jiang Lingxiao raised his eyes and glanced at the monitoring equipment on the door.

It's strange that Song Ci's collection room contains many priceless treasures, but he advocates returning to nature and doesn't install a single camera.

There is a surveillance camera installed at the gate.

It gives people a feeling of putting the cart before the horse.

Unexpectedly, Song Ci refused immediately, "The surveillance has been broken for a long time. Mr. Jiang, you know that I don't like these modern gadgets very much."

Jiang Lingxiao glanced at the power grid on the high wall, and finally... nodded.

"Then I'm sorry to bother you."

He took Wei Hong to leave.

After going out, Wei Hong kept reflecting on himself, "Master Xiao, please deduct my salary. I'm so stupid... I know that Miss Yun is like this, but..."

Jiang Lingxiao ignored him and only told the driver, "Stop by the greenway outside the yard."

Wei Hong was stunned, "Miss Yun went to the woods?"

Jiang Lingxiao didn't answer. He waited for the car to park, closed his eyes and fell asleep, "Keep an eye on me."

Wei Hong still didn't understand, "Stare..."

Staring at what?

Jiang Lingxiao suppressed the anger that was about to explode, "Call me when you see her come out!"

After a few more seconds, Wei Hong finally understood.

What Mr. Xiao means is that Miss Yun didn't leave at all and was still staying in Song Ci's yard?

…

…

Wait until the door is completely closed to make sure no one will break in again.

Song Cicai walked through several courtyards, walked through several hidden corridors, and came to a closed door of a small courtyard.

He sighed and raised his voice, "He's gone. Come out."

The courtyard door creaked open.

Yun Xueyao came out and thanked her politely, "Mr. Song, thank you."

"You're welcome," Song Ci said with a dejected look on his face, "If you want to be interviewed, just ask. As long as it doesn't involve too much privacy, I can answer it."

Yun Xueyao: "..."

This pitiful old man looks like he is at the mercy of others and has no love in life!

…

It was already evening after Yun Xueyao finished interviewing Song Ci.

Of course she didn't ask anything too personal, but the two of them chatted quite happily afterwards.

Song Ci took her around the entire courtyard, talked to her about tea, and showed her some of the collections.

In the end, he insisted on keeping her for dinner.

It was hard to refuse such kindness, so Yun Xueyao had no choice but to comply.

Before leaving, she said to Song Ci, "The task given to me by the leader is to do the first and second issues. I found two entry points, one is tea and the other is collections. What do you think?"

Song Ci laughed strangely, "Your leader will find you a job."

It's well known that he doesn't give interviews.

If Yun Xueyao hadn't been forced into that situation, why would he have been stupid enough to hit the wall several times?

"We don't have enough time today. Come back another day and I'll tell you about the collection in detail. I have several collections and their stories are very legendary."

"Okay," Yun Xueyao said goodbye to Song Ci with a smile, "I'll make a first draft when I go back and send it to you for review."

…

The sky is covered with sunset glow.

The small door next to the red lacquer door opened.

Wei Hong rubbed his sore eyes and exclaimed, "Miss Yun! It's really Miss Yun!"

Master Xiao was right, Yun Xueyao really did not leave Song Ci's residence.

Weird...

Why did Song Ci cover for her?

When Yun Xueyao reached the middle of the greenway, the Rolls-Royce drove down the slope next to her and cut off her path.

Jiang Lingxiao was sitting in the back seat, resting her elbows on the car window, tapping the car door lightly with her fingertips, not looking at her.
Chapter completed!