In a room filled with the smell of his wife, he fell into sleep.
Early the next morning, with the rising sun, Ling Mufeng made a decision:
No matter what the cost, we must find Ye Zhiqiu back!
And at this moment, Ye Zhiqiu, where is she? [
She is not in the Ye family, nor in the Qin family.
Not even in the house she rented.
The world is still turning, and people still have to live.
Qin Yishu, who was originally in pain, gradually recovered.
Although, he still did not agree to marry Ye Zhishu.
They also sent as many people as possible to search for Ye Zhiqiu's traces.
But everything came to nothing.
Her whole person completely disappeared from the upper city——
Three months later, x city.
The biting cold wind is gradually coming to this ancient city in the south.
On the street, people have already put on thick winter clothes and are walking slowly to and from get off work.
This is the hometown of Ye Zhiqiu's mother, Su Yukun, and where she and her mother have lived for twelve years.
After searching in Shangcheng and surrounding areas for three months with no results, Ling Mufeng finally arrived in this city with the arrival of a new round of cold wave.
Breathing in the slightly moist air.
The sky was overcast, and the humidity and coldness in the south made him a little uncomfortable after living in the north for a long time.
But looking around, those gentle and sweet southern girls seem to have a particularly refreshing air.
He knew that she actually had the temperament of a northern and southern beauty.
The graceful and strong manner she displayed in front of everyone had the air of a northern woman.
But in front of her lover, she is as gentle as water, graceful and graceful, but she is a typical southern woman.[
After resigning from the position of president of Ling's consortium, Ling Mufeng could devote himself wholeheartedly to the task of searching Ye Zhiqiu.
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