President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

That night, Song Runian informed Bao Sibai of this matter.

"Well, I got it." Bao Sibai's handsome face was full of sternness, "I'll take care of this matter, don't worry about it."

It is enough for him to worry about it alone, there is no need to drag Song Runian.

"Okay." Song Runian was indeed not interested in Ye Rong's affairs, "Then do your work first, I'll go back to the bedroom to take a shower."

Bao Sibai nodded, and turned his gaze back to the pile of documents on the table that looked like a hill.

Song Runian turned around and walked out of the study, and went to the bedroom to fill the bathtub with water.

While waiting for the water to fill up the space, Si Han called.

"Hey Anne, I can't get in touch with that expert Smith for the time being. Are you particularly anxious? If it really doesn't work, I'll try to issue a warrant," Sihan said.

"No, no, no," Song Runian quickly refused, and then worried that Si Han would issue a warrant in private, so she told him, "The main reason I'm looking for him is because I found out his real identity. His name is Pete, and he's the real Smith's younger brother."

"I know this. After you left that day, I questioned him, and he confessed everything." Si Han nodded.

"Now that Smith is gone, I thought, if you contact Pete, maybe we can find Smith along the way." Song Runian said again.

The voice fell to the ground, and there was only silence on the other end of the phone.

It was so quiet that you could hear Song Runian's own breathing.

Song Runian wondered if there was something wrong with her mobile phone.

"Hey, Sihan, can you hear me?"

"Is there anything you want to do with that Smith?" Si Han asked.

Song Runian was taken aback for a moment, not knowing whether she should tell the story of Mrs. Smith flying from abroad to Xizhou to find her husband.

Finally, after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't say, "He performed the operation on me, but he had something to explain to me after the operation, but he disappeared before he could explain it to me. I'm a little worried..."

"That's it." Si Han hummed, "I see, I'll think of a way."

"I'm sorry, Si Han." Song Runian thanked him earnestly.

Si Han hung up the phone.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel, his eyes were terribly cold.

"Mr. S," a black-clothed bodyguard walked forward respectfully behind him, "The entire suite was searched, and he didn't leave anything of value. The front desk also said that he ran away without checking out, obviously guilty."

"Continue to check for me, call the hotel's surveillance, find out when he left, and then follow the surveillance to check outside." Si Han said in a deep voice, "If you want to live, even if you have only one breath left, you have to prick your adrenal glands Su hanged his life and sent it to me."

"Yes." The bodyguard in black immediately turned around and walked out.

After only two steps, Si Han stopped him again, "Leave this matter to other people. You drive and take me to the prison."

"Alright Mr. S." The bodyguard in black nodded kindly.

Driving the car, he sent Si Han to the gate of the prison in Xizhou.

Because it was already late at night, the prison had already closed its doors, and no relatives and friends who came to visit were accepted.

But that's not a problem.

After the bodyguards in black made some arrangements, someone directly opened the gate of the prison and invited Si Han in.

"Pass through the women's prison here, and the prisoner's residence is over there. I'll take you there," the prison guard said.

Si Han followed behind him.

After walking a few steps, suddenly a figure rushed over not far away and hugged his thigh directly, "Hubby, you came to save me, I knew you wouldn't really leave me alone!"