After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

Zhao Huihui needed someone to talk to her and comfort her. She wiped away her tears and walked to the side to pick up: "Hey, Qingyin."

"How is my grandma?" Ye Qingyin asked, "Is grandma okay?"

"It's okay, she's fine now."

Ye Qingyin suddenly heard the cry in Zhao Huihui's voice and said in surprise: "Zhao Huihui, don't scare me! Are you crying? What happened?"

Although it was clear that Ye Qingyin's current concern was because she thought something had happened to the old lady, Zhao Huihui still felt a little comforted by her panic tone: "It's not grandma, it's me. Xingchi has been in a bad mood these days and has been very cruel to me."

Ye Qingyin breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then, grandma is really okay?"

"Well, it's alright."

"That's it. If anything happens, remember to call me as soon as possible!"

"it is good!"

Ye Qingyin was very straightforward and ended it directly.

Zhao Huihui was stunned for a moment, looking down at the cell phone that was forcibly hung up.

Just, he was killed like that.

An unspeakable grievance made Zhao Huihui's tears fall even more fiercely.

Ye Qingyin threw her phone on the bedside table and lay back on the bed.

She has also been in a bad state these past few days. The room has just been cleaned by housekeeping, and all the broken glass on the floor has been swept away.

But her headache didn't get better. She drank too much and stayed up late, and the consequences were all on her head.

"It hurts so much," Ye Qingyin opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. "Fortunately, grandma is fine, but Fu Ci, where are you, this bastard? If you could show up, my headache wouldn't be so uncomfortable!"

However, she hired five private detectives, but none of them found him!

not a single one!

"Ah!!!" Ye Qingyin roared into the air.

After much deliberation, the only person who could best help her was Wei Yan.

Just when Ye Qingyin was about to get her cell phone again, a call came in.

Ye Qingyin happened to pick it up and it was Private Detective No. 5.

She couldn't remember the names of these people, so the notes were No. 1, No. 2, and No. 5.

"Hello!?" Ye Qingyin immediately picked up the phone, "Is there any news about Fu Ci?"

"Yes," the man on the phone said, "I'm sure, he often goes to a bar recently."

"Is it Changsheng?"

"No, no, it's called 2490."

"Oh! I know, I've been there twice!"

"But the time he went there was erratic. I used his photo to ask the bartender and waiter, and I was sure it was him!"

Ye Qingyin's eyes suddenly lit up: "Okay! If I really find him there, I will definitely send you a big red envelope!"

After saying that, Ye Qingyin immediately ended the call, got up and ran to take a shower, as if the headache really didn't exist anymore.

But after she finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom, she saw the message sent to her by Private Detective No. 2 on her mobile phone.

It was a news about a car accident that happened at the airport yesterday. Private Detective No. 2 left a message below: "Fu Ci's eldest brother Fu Mo Sheng was also a victim of this car accident. However, the matter was suppressed and the news media did not report it."

At the back, there is his current hospital address, or the new address in the city where he was just transferred to the hospital today.

Ye Qingyin's eyes brightened even more, and she immediately sent over: "Are you sure?!"

Fu Ci may not go to the bar every day.

But if such a serious thing happened to my eldest brother, it would probably happen at some point!

Ye Qingyin suddenly had a goal. She put away her phone and said excitedly to the air: "Fu Ci, it depends on where you run now!"