Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Song Qingzhu returned home and took a shower. When she came out, Senior Jiang happened to call her back. She picked up her mobile phone and answered the call while brushing her hair.

Senior Jiang's voice sounded tired.

There is a deep tiredness in the mellow voice.

"Qingzhu? What's the matter? I was performing just now."

Jiang Yanshu rubbed the center of his brows. He felt physically and mentally exhausted after the performance. He was tired after performing for three hours in a row.As soon as the performance was over, he went back to his room. Seeing that Song Qingzhu had called him, he quickly called back.

Song Qingzhu felt a little distressed when he heard the words, but he quickly told him the whereabouts of Mrs. Yan.

Jiang Yanshu rubbed the hand between his brows, great joy and excitement surrounded him, and his voice trembled.

"What you said is true? Did you really find Mrs. Yan?"

"Yes, we have found Mrs. Yan."

"Where."

"Linchuan."

Hearing the words, Jiang Yanshu remembered that his son Jiang Jingzhi was also in Linchuan, and it happened that he was going to visit his son in Linchuan tomorrow, and he also went to see Mrs. Yan by the way.He has already booked a ticket to Linchuan.

"Okay, I'll go to Linchuan tomorrow." Jiang Yanshu replied immediately.

"Tomorrow?" Song Qingzhu was slightly surprised. Senior Jiang is performing now. Will tomorrow be okay?Jiang Yanshu seemed to sense the suspicion in her tone, and he replied: "Today is also my last performance. Tomorrow I will go to Linchuan to visit my son, so I can meet Mrs. Yan."

Song Qingzhu suddenly realized, "That's fine, then I'll give you the address."

"Come with me tomorrow."

Jiang Yanshu hesitated for a moment, and he asked carefully: "Is it okay?"

Song Qingzhu replied without hesitation: "Of course."

After Jiang Yanshu hung up the phone, he got up from the bed, took out a photo album from the suitcase, came to the bed, and spread the photo album. There were all photos of a woman in the photo album. The woman was very beautiful. A pair of red phoenix eyes are particularly attractive, red lips and white teeth, every frown and smile are the most beautiful.

At that time, she was only 22 years old, in the prime of her youth, but that was the time he left to perform, and when he came back, everything changed.

After so many years, he had a faint feeling in his heart that she was no longer in this world. Otherwise, why hadn't there been any news about her for so long?Moreover, every time he tours the world is to find her, no matter where she is.

However, he had no clue at all.

The only clue can only be pinned on Mrs. Yan who was with her at the time.

I hope Aunt Yan can tell him everything she knows.

Sitting next to the photo album, Jiang Yanshu reached out to caress the photos. In the photos, she was smiling like a flower, wearing a retro cheongsam, and her short hair made her face petite. She looked like a girl who didn't know much about the world.

"Rongrong, where are you?"

Jiang Yanshu murmured silently.

Where is his Rongrong...

The next day, when Jiang Jingzhi hurried to the hospital, Song Qingzhu was already at work.

He came to her office quietly, opened the door lightly, and walked in.

After entering, he focused on observing the tabletop and the ground to see if there were any fallen hairs. Finally, he found a long, thin, black hair in the corner of the tabletop. It was almost the same as Qingzhu's hair by visual inspection. It should be her hair. s hair.

Just when he was about to retreat, the door opened at this moment.

The two of them looked at each other.

Song Qingzhu held the doorknob, she stared dumbfounded at Jiang Jingzhi standing by her table, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

Jiang Jingzhi quickly hid the panic, and he raised a gentle smile, "Sister Qingzhu, are you done with work?"

Song Qingzhu looked at him suspiciously, "Not yet, I'm here to get the medical form."

As she said that, she walked to the table, bent down and began to rummage through the drawer. Behind her, Jiang Jingzhi keenly observed that the moment she lowered her head, a hair fell down. His pupils shrank slightly, and his gaze was fixed on on that hair.

Song Qingzhu didn't even hear him get up and ask him a question.

"Brother Jiang, what's wrong with you?" Song Qingzhu waved in front of him.

Seeing that he hadn't responded and was about to follow his line of sight, Jiang Jingzhi suddenly said, "Huh?" He bent down while talking, picked up the hair on the ground, and smiled at her: "That's it!" The ground is a little dirty, be careful."

At this time, Song Qingzhu suddenly remembered what he heard in the toilet.

She didn't pay attention to his strange actions before, and asked him: "Brother Jiang, this hospital actually belongs to you, right?"

Jiang Jingzhi put his hair into his pocket calmly, and when he heard her words, he paused and did not deny it.

"Well, this hospital is indeed mine."

Song Qingzhu was dumbfounded. She suddenly remembered that she had an unexpected encounter with Brother Jiang during the interview. So, he was actually just visiting the hospital at that time, so he happened to meet her, right?
"But it's not my will that you enter the hospital, it's because you are excellent."

Song Qingzhu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Jiang Jingzhi paused, he was not thinking about it at all now, he just wanted to find his father and get another hair for DNA testing.

"Sister Qingzhu, don't you have something else to do? Then I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Jingzhi left in a hurry.

Song Qingzhu looked at his leaving back wonderingly, frowning slightly.

She seems to have forgotten to ask, what is he doing here...

Is it an inspection?Just to see if the floor is dirty?

Song Qingzhu's brain was spinning crazily, but she didn't figure it out.

Jiang Jingzhi got out of the hospital, got in the car, called Jiang Yanshu and reminded him to turn off the phone.It should be still on the plane, so I didn't pick it up.

"Dad, tell me when you get off the plane."

Jiang Jingzhi sent him a voice message, and then drove to the airport to pick him up.

While waiting, Jiang Jingzhi put Qingzhu's hair into a plastic bag and stared straight at it, as if he wanted to stare at it.

Soon, Jiang Yanshu got off the plane, pushed the suitcase, took out his mobile phone, and as soon as he got out of the airport, he saw a low-key white car not far away.

He walked over and knocked on the window.

Jiang Jingzhi turned his head to look over, opened the door, and got out of the car to help him carry his luggage.

After getting in the car, Jiang Yanshu took off his sunglasses, thinking about Song Qingzhu, he said to him: "Go and put your luggage first, and send me to a place later."

"Where?"

"Four Seasons Apartments."

"What are you doing here?"

"There are clues about Mrs. Yan." Jiang Yanshu replied flatly.

Jiang Jingzhi looked over in surprise, almost tilted the steering wheel, took a breath, and asked in disbelief: "Is what you said true? Does it mean that if you find Mrs. Yan, you can find your mother and sister?"

When Jiang Yanshu heard the two names, his expression was sad for a moment.

"We will find them."