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When Wei Xiang showed up at Pizza Hut with Xu Zhen, he looked a little embarrassed.
Zhao Yichen saw them from a distance and raised his arms to signal. Walking over quickly, Wei Xiang stopped at the table. Before he could say anything, he heard Xu Zhen's footsteps coming behind him. He had no choice but to clear his throat, wink at Zhao Yichen, and say in a natural tone: "Xu Zhen said she might be able to help, so we came together."
Stopping next to Wei Xiang, Xu Zhen pinched his lower back secretly. Regardless of his reaction of shrinking in pain, she just smiled at Zhao Yichen: "Captain Zhao."
He nodded and said calmly, "Sit down."
When both of them sat down across from each other, he turned to look at Zhao Xishan beside him. The little girl put her arms on the table and was twisting her fingers unconsciously. She stared straight at Wei Xiang, as if her attention had been attracted by his face that was twisted in pain, but his expression was still dull and showed no emotion.
"This is Uncle Wei, the one you met last time." Raising his hand to touch her little head, Zhao Yichen introduced her, "That Aunt Xu over there is also my father's colleague."
Hearing his voice, the little girl slowly turned her eyes and looked at Xu Zhen aside.
"This is Shanshan, right?" When Xu Zhen met the little girl's gaze, she smiled and leaned down slightly so that she could be at eye level with her and not put pressure on her. "Hello Shanshan, I'm Xu Zhen." , Aunt Xu."
The little girl looked at her, picking her fingers up and down, still looking dumb and stupid, neither speaking nor smiling.
Fortunately, Xu Zhen was not embarrassed. She looked at her carefully for a while, then raised her head and smiled at Zhao Yichen: "She really looks like you."
"The eyebrows and eyes are like mine." He lowered his eyes to avoid the two people's gaze. Zhao Yichen trimmed the little girl's hair and answered lightly, "The nose and mouth are like Jiaying."
The smile on her face suddenly stiffened. Xu Zhen curled her lips and nodded in agreement: "Yes, she looks like Sister Jiaying."
Sensing that the atmosphere was not right, Wei Xiang rubbed his lower back, which was aching from being pinched, and grinned at the little girl, "Shanshan looks much better than the previous two days."
Ignoring his harmless words, Zhao Yichen picked up the menu and handed it to Xu Zhen. He said calmly and calmly: "You haven't eaten yet, order what you want first." After saying that, he turned to Wei Xiang and asked, "Where's the letter?"
"Oh, here it is." Then he remembered the business, dug in his pocket, and hurriedly gave him the letter.
Zhao Yichen took the letter and heard Xu Zhen, who was looking through the menu, casually ask him: "What did Shanshan order?"
¡°A piece of spaghetti bolognese.¡± He started to open the envelope. The seal was covered with crushed rice and was not tight.
Raising her head in surprise, Xu Zhen looked at Zhao Xishan and then at him, "So few? Are you full?"
The little girl lowered her head, still picking her fingers in ecstasy. Zhao Yichen took out the thin beige letter paper from the envelope, without looking up, and just lowered his eyes to read the contents of the letter, "She can't eat much now."
"That's fine, pasta is easy to digest." Nodding and mumbling, she closed the menu and pushed it in front of Wei Xiang, "Then I also want a spaghetti bolognese."
Flicking through a few pages of the menu, Wei Xiang picked a meal at random: "II want a seafood baked rice." Then he waved to the waiter standing in front of the tea table, ordered the food, and turned to Zhao Yichen. He stretched out his arm on the table slightly to attract his attention, "I'll treat you to this meal, Captain Zhao. I haven't told you yet that my wife is pregnant."
Zhao Yichen indeed raised his eyes and looked at him.
When Xu Zhen heard the news, she was stunned. The first thing she reacted to was: "Your hands and feet are pretty fast, aren't you?" She punched his shoulder in a funny way, with a face full of surprise, "Congratulations. How many months have it been?"
Pretending to gasp, Wei Xiang glanced at her, "It's been three months and she's quite healthy."
"Did you tell Xiao Chen?" Zhao Yichen said. Unlike Xu Zhen, he didn't have a trace of smile on his face. He seemed to be lecturing them, and his expression was calm and serious. Wei Xiang immediately restrained himself, sat upright, and nodded seriously: "Deputy Captain Chen understands."
¡°Perhaps because they suddenly started talking seriously, Zhao Xishan, who was sitting next to Zhao Yichen, also raised his face and looked at Zhao Yichen¡¯s chin. Catching her movements from the corner of his eye, he raised his hand to cover the warm crown of her hair: "I'll treat you until the baby is one month old. This meal is mine." When he met Wei Xiang's gaze again, his expression had softened. When he came down, he was no longer as cold as before, "Since my wife is pregnant, I will keep the salary to buy some supplements for her. When I have children in the future, I will have more places to use my money."
Although Zhao Yichen is only eight years older than Wei Xiang, in terms of qualifications, he is the senior anyway. Wei Xiang is not goodAbsolutely, he could only scratch his head and smile shyly for a moment: "Then I'll wait until the baby is one month old before inviting you." Then he poked his head again and looked at the letter in Zhao Yichen's hand, "By the way, Captain Zhao, in the letter What have you written?¡±
Zhao Yichen folded the letter paper again and handed it to him: "Shen Qiuping's ID card number from ten years ago, as well as her home address and parents' names."
Wei Xiang took it and unfolded it. The handwriting on the letter was scrawled, as if it had been written in a hurry. In addition to what Zhao Yichen said, there is also a line of words written at the bottom. It is crooked and has traces of repeated descriptions and boldness, which is particularly eye-catching: "Captain Zhao, I was trafficked. Please contact my family and help me leave Kowloon. Village! I will tell you about Lawyer Hu!"
Xu Zhen also came forward and scanned the lines of words. She probably saw the bold content at the first glance and tightened her delicate eyebrows.
"Do you want to help her?" she asked Zhao Yichen.
Shaking his head, he took the letter back from Wei Xiang's hand, folded it and put it back in the envelope before handing it to him again: "Give the letter to Xiao Chen and contact Shen Qiuping's family first. It will be difficult to resolve this matter, so we need to hand it over to the police." Come and do it. I can¡¯t do it myself.¡±
Such a dull reaction was beyond both of their expectations. Wei Xiang hesitated for a while before accepting the letter, and quietly exchanged a look with Xu Zhen.
It happened that the waiter came over with a piece of spaghetti bolognese, "Excuse me, the spaghetti is here. Whose is it?"
Xu Zhen spoke first: "It's for the child."
The waiter then placed the plate in front of the little girl with a smile, "Children, please use it slowly."
Slowly turning his attention to the plate of spaghetti in front of him, Zhao Xishan¡¯s two little hands were still intertwined and digging at each other. Seeing that she was just staring at the food but not doing anything for a long time, Zhao Yichen picked up the fork and brought it to her, then touched her arm lightly: "Can you use a fork?"
The little girl finally came to her senses and nodded. She opened her little hand and grabbed the fork handed by her father, slowly reached into the plate and picked up a few noodles. Then he stretched out his other little hand to help turn the fork and roll up the noodles bit by bit. Wait until it's rolled into a big ball, then bring your little head closer, open your mouth, and slowly put it into your mouth.
It¡¯s rare to take a big bite.
Seeing her puffing up her cheeks and chewing, Zhao Yichen touched her head as an encouragement.
He remembered that when Hu Jiaying helped take care of his nephew Liu Lei when he was sick, she also fed him noodles like this.
Since Xu Zhen was present, Wei Xiang didn't say anything more and left with her after dinner.
Before Zhao Yichen took Zhao Xishan home, he called Zhao Yiqing. The cell phone couldn't be reached, and no one answered the landline at home. He frowned slightly, put on his seat belt, and raised his wrist to look at the time on his watch.
It¡¯s half past one in the afternoon. Usually at this time, Zhao Yiqing should be at home. She has no habit of taking naps.
Turning the car key, he backed the car out of the parking space and drove out of the underground garage.
Forty minutes later, they returned to the open-air parking lot of the community. Zhao Xishan fell asleep for a while, and when the car stopped, he opened his eyes again. Zhao Yichen got out of the car first, walked around to the passenger side and carried her out. She hugged his neck and lay on his shoulder, her little head drooped, still sleepy.
When he went upstairs, he asked her: "Do you want to go see aunt?"
The little girl moved her head and nodded. He took her directly to the fifth floor.
When I pressed the doorbell, no one opened the door and there was no response.
out? Zhao Yichen frowned, held Zhao Xishan steady with one hand, freed up the other hand to take out the keychain, and opened the door with the spare key. The house was quiet, and the pair of wedge-heeled shoes that Zhao Yiqing often wore were still on the shoe rack in the entrance.
¡°Sister?¡± He took off his shoes and entered the house, calling in the direction of the bedroom, but still no one answered.
Walking to the living room and putting the little girl on the sofa, Zhao Yichen walked back to the back room.
There was no one in the study or bathroom. Only the door of the master bedroom was half open. The curtains seemed to be closed and the light was dim.
He subconsciously stopped and immediately raised his vigilance out of habit. Silently he walked to the master bedroom door, opened the door suddenly, and made sure that no one was hiding behind the door, then he turned his attention to the double bed at the head of the bed against the wall.
The smell of blood is tangy.
The bay window in the room was blocked by the tightly drawn curtains, casting only a layer of gray light. All furniture and items were neatly arranged with no sign of being disturbed. Zhao Yiqing was lying on her side on the bed. Only a corner of the blanket that had not been spread out in time was torn open and covered around her waist, but it could not block the dazzling scarlet red under her body.
The blood soaked through her pajamas and stained a large area of ??the sheets red.
And she curled up tightly, her long hair was disheveled, her face was pale, her eyes were tightly closed, and her slightly opened lips were bloodless.
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?Resume updates. I'll try my best to update it daily, but I can't guarantee it. It will be finished by the end of this month.
Regarding Shen Qiuping, some little angels have already made speculations before, so I won¡¯t spoil it here. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)??The lips are bloodless.
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I was busy a while ago and stopped for a while, sorry!
?Resume updates. I'll try my best to update it daily, but I can't guarantee it. It will be finished by the end of this month.
Regarding Shen Qiuping, some little angels have already made speculations before, so I won¡¯t spoil it here. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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