Zhuzihui reported that "among the three to five-year-old girls who were separated from their family in 2004, Rongcheng accounted for 832."

"So many?" Lu Yuchuan couldn't wait, "When will it take to filter out?"

"There are children named Nanxing or who have similar voices. They currently have 68 information."

"What are you waiting for? Collect samples quickly and make dna!" President Lu couldn't wait to help his wife find her parents.

In the past, he was still calm when he collapsed. He was rarely anxious. Now he is not only anxious, but even robs the conversation.

Zhuzi replied, "President, so many years have passed, most people have moved. Now there are only a dozen families who can contact us. Many of them are working in other places, and no one has seen them."

So, this is also a matter of finding a needle in a haystack.

"It's okay." Lu Yuchuan calmed down, "I'll give you time, you can investigate slowly. If you need any help, you can tell me directly that our budget will not be capped this time, and it doesn't matter how much it costs, but people must find it."

"Yes, Mr. Lu."

After the call ended, Lu Yuchuan held his cell phone and sighed lightly. Thinking of the kind and sunflower-like girl in the kindergarten, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

He loved her and wanted to do something for her.

Mu Chen came in with the documents and once again saw President Lu laughing intently, and he felt envious.

If he could marry Tong Hua, he would probably wake up laughing every night.

Tong Hua has a huge secret that no one knows, and his mood is no longer as good as before.

The only thing that is thankful is that Yuchuan is Mr. Lu’s son.

He is the blood of the Lu family, and there is no problem with his bloodline.

Where is Mr. Lu? This is something Tong Hua is very concerned about, but this matter can only be done step by step.

Thinking of her mother-in-law's advice, she had no idea how to ease the relationship between mother and son.

I can't tell you what I know, at least I can't.

The blow was too big, she had to find the right time and then reveal it bit by bit that she had to hide it from her old grandfather.

In the hospital.

The gauze on Duan Shiyan's forehead was replaced, and the doctor carefully helped her disinfect and clean the wound, "The stitches will be removed in a few days."

"Doctor, will it leave traces?" She looked at the scabbed blood on the gauze she had replaced in the garbage can, and felt a little panicked.

"There will be some, but if you insist on applying scar removal cream, it should not be a big problem, it just takes time."

It's so ugly, which makes Duan Shiyan's mentality a little broken. For girls who love beauty, it's like disfigurement.

At this time, Xiao Qiaoli, who was holding a baking noodle head, asked two thin yellow-headed boys to go to the cafe. They were chewing betel nuts and crossing their legs. It was obvious that it was not a good thing.

The woman handed them the photo of Tong Hua printed on the Internet-

"Look carefully. This woman works in Junyu Group and she is pregnant. Your task is to get rid of the child in her belly!"

As soon as the words fell, the other party took the photo and had not seen clearly what the person in the photo looked like.

She put a black square plastic bag on the table, "Give it all to you, 20% of the advance payment!"

One of the men carried the bag over and opened it, and saw that it was full of money!
Chapter completed!