Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 288 Wishing you a Happy Newly Married
After realizing it, Song Chaoyu hurriedly called the Tang family, and after a long call, it was Mama Liu who picked it up.

"Zhao Yu." Liu Ma on the phone was very confused, and Song Chaotu said anxiously: "Liu Ma, is my mother at home?"

"Madam is not here, I went out early in the morning." After Liu Ma finished speaking in a flat tone, Song Chaoyu continued, feeling extremely flustered: "Liu Ma, listen to me, pack up your things immediately and go to the neighborhood where I lived before. The key is in In my room."

"But...Madam hasn't come back yet?" Liu Ma said hesitantly.

Song Zhaoyu's breathing became short of breath: "Mom Liu, something happened in the company now, you take your things over there first, I will look for Mom."

After hanging up the phone, Song Chaoyu ran out of the company, and now she had to tell Zhao Hongying about it.

While walking, Song Chaoyu called Zhao Hongying, but Zhao Hongying didn't respond, and the phone was still unable to answer.

Song Chaoyu became even more anxious. She drove the car a little rickety, and rushed all the way to the Tang's house. Liu Ma had already packed up her things and left. Song Chaoyu originally wanted to wait for Zhao Hongying at the Tang's house. There was no sign of Zhao Hongying either.

Seeing that the sky was getting late and Zhao Hongying's phone still couldn't be connected, Song Zhaoyu suddenly remembered what happened last time, and her heart became more disturbed, her heart was beating nervously.

Song Zhaoyu understood that she couldn't wait any longer, so she drove to Zhao's house, Mr. Zhao stared at Song Zhaoyu kindly, and after walking in, he realized that there was something wrong with Song Zhaoyu's expression.

"Grandpa, grandma." Song Zhaoyu didn't sit down, and grabbed the arms of the two with both hands, looking nervous.

She gasped for breath and didn't speak for a while, Elder Zhao asked anxiously: "Son, don't worry, what happened?"

Song Chaoyu showed bitterness, and looked like he was about to cry: "Grandpa, has my mother been here?"

The two old people looked at each other, and their faces suddenly sank: "She hasn't been here? Did something happen?"

"Now that something happened to the Tang family, Tang Yu was taken away, and the accounts of the Tang Group were also sealed." Song Chaoyu's voice was full of tears, standing in front of the two old people, she was still at a loss, just Can hold back tears.

Mr. Zhao grabbed Song Chaoyu's shoulder, and said in a calm voice, "Good boy, don't worry, I will send someone to find your mother right now, and I will also find someone to deal with Tang Yu's place. You sit down first. calm down."

Hearing Mr. Zhao's voice, Song Chaoyu's heart became much calmer. Standing in front of the door, Song Zhaoyu couldn't help wandering back and forth.

Elder Zhao's heart also became heavy. If Zhao Hongying could not be found, everyone's hearts could not be settled.

"I've already asked people to inquire about it. There is no major problem with Tang Yu. It's just an investigation according to the procedure. You don't have to worry about it." Mr. Zhao walked up to Song Chaoyu tremblingly. Song Chaoyu's eyes were full of tears. The two old people who watched felt even more distressed.

"Grandpa, grandma, won't my mother be in danger? If it's the same as last time..." Thinking about it, Song Chaoyu couldn't help but shed tears from his eyes.

Grandma hugged Song Chaoyu in her arms and comforted her: "It won't happen, nothing will happen."

Mr. Zhao glared at Song Chaoyu: "Impossible, stop thinking about it, go back and rest." There was a trace of anger in his tone.Song Chaoyu nodded, and walked out of Zhao's house, thinking to himself, where is mother!
For a moment, Song Chaoyu was at a loss, she had no one to rely on, and her heart was close to collapse.

Walking on the side of the road, Song Chaoyu glanced at her phone and found that there was no news. She smiled sarcastically. She had experienced this situation once, but it still made her feel chilly.

In a hospital in Italy, Zhan Jincheng's eyes were fixed on Ling Yihuan who was on the bed, and he looked carefully, and found that her face did have many similarities with Song Chaoyu, especially her pair of eyes.

"You're finally here." Ling Yihuan said weakly, raising one hand to caress Zhan Jincheng's cheek.

Zhan Jincheng turned his head away, lowered his eyes, and asked: "Why didn't you tell me, obviously you were not like this last time the two of us met." He frowned, and looked at the bed in disbelief of two people.

The people who used to be active around him and revolved around him all day can only lie on the hospital bed.

Ling Yihuan shook her head: "I heard the news that you are going to get engaged, and Yihao told me that she is really beautiful, and I don't want to bother you anymore." Her lips were already chapped, and she was stroking the hand on Zhan Jincheng's cheek It didn't take long to lift before it fell down feebly.

Zhan Jincheng frowned tightly: "You must cultivate your body properly, and when your body recovers, you will be able to see her when you return to China." He smiled slightly.

Ling Yihuan could only shake his head, his voice became lower and lower: "No, I understand my body very well, I may not be able to go back, but Jincheng, I wish you a happy wedding."

The expression on her face was relieved, and she also let go of Zhan Jincheng in her heart. She didn't have much time, and she only hoped that Zhan Jincheng would be happier in the future.

Zhan Jincheng held Ling Yihuan's hand, and Ling Yihuan begged again: "Jincheng, don't hate me, don't live with hatred for me." The corners of her mouth lifted to reveal a warm smile.

Zhan Jincheng's eyes suddenly turned red. For so many years, he had been obsessed with Ling Yihuan, and he suddenly found that the love in his heart was gone, but he didn't understand why Ling Yihuan abandoned him in the first place.

But now everything is not important, and he doesn't want to worry about it anymore.

What he has more for Ling Yihuan is the affection between his relatives, the affection he grew up with when he was a child, which he will never be able to let go of.

"I'm relieved to see you." Ling Yihuan's thin cheeks lacked any color, and with the moonlight scattered by the window, her face turned pale, but her expression was still so warm.

"Sister." Ling Yihao on the side walked up to Ling Yihuan crying.

"Okay, don't show embarrassment to Jincheng from now on. It's not his fault. You should get along well in China, just like before." Ling Yihuan didn't know why, but when he saw Jincheng Zhan, he became energetic. Maybe it was because She has reconciled with her own difficulty.

Standing in front of Ling Yihuan, Ling Yihao nodded without any hesitation.

Ling Yihuan's eyes turned to Zhan Jincheng again, this time with a smile in her eyes, she slowly closed them.

Ling Yihao's heart-piercing cry came from the ward, and the tears in Zhan Jincheng's eyes also fell.

"Yi Huan..." After Zhan Jincheng's voice came again, the person lying on the bed didn't respond at all.

(End of this chapter)