Husband is bad: evil president is not easy to mess with

No one knew where they went, as if they disappeared in an instant, and even private detectives couldn't find their whereabouts.

This made Sikong Jingqiu, who wanted to know what happened back then, and why Haiyue had been taking drugs for a long time, quite distressed.

Now that Zheng Keyun offered to provide the address of Lin Changguo and his wife, it would indeed make his investigation more effective.

Sikong Jingqiu narrowed his eyes, twisted up the note on the table, and put it in his palm, "I accept your sincerity."

"Thank you." Zheng Keyun looked at Sikong Jingqiu gratefully.

He originally thought that Sikong Jingqiu would take this opportunity to make things difficult for him, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

"No need." Sikong Jingqiu glanced at Zheng Keyun lightly, "You wait here, I will drive Haiyue back to get the documents."

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Zheng Keyun's attitude was very friendly, completely different from last time.

Sikong Jingqiu didn't speak, he bent down and picked up Jinglue, and after Jinglue said goodbye to Zheng Keyun, he held Haiyue's hand.

Haiyue didn't move.

She looked at Zheng Keyun, frowning deeply, "Keyun, have Mom and Dad been in touch with you?"

Haiyue felt very strange.

Why did her parents lose contact with her when she moved back to Sikong Manor, the mobile phone couldn't get through, and the phone at home was also in a state of no one answering for a long time...

Even if she returns to Song Haiyue's identity, they won't lose contact all at once. After all, she has been their daughter for more than three years. Don't they have any affection for her?

Thinking of her parents who were very kind to her in her impression, and did not contact her, but had contact with Zheng Keyun, Haiyue couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Zheng Keyun saw her frustration and explained, "The address given to Mr. Sikong is just my guess. I think Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin are there most likely."

"Guess?" Zheng Keyun's words caught Sikong Jingqiu's attention. He squinted his eyes and looked at Zheng Keyun dangerously, with suppressed anger in his voice, "So, the address you gave me is just your guess, Lin Changguo and his wife may not be there at all. ?”

"Uncle Lin hasn't contacted me recently." Zheng Keyun said, "The reason why I gave you this address is because I thought that when Zizhu returned to the United States three years ago, they took Zizhu to live there for a while."

Zheng Keyun's tone was calm.

Sikong Jingqiu looked at him sharply, and after a long time, he led Haiyue out of the coffee shop without saying a word.

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On the way back to Sikong Manor, Sikong Jingqiu kept silent and did not speak.

His lips were tightly pursed, the line of his chin seemed a little tight and rigid, and an unknown breath was entwined all over his body.

That breath seemed to be angry, but it didn't seem to be, as if it was deeper than anger.

Haiyue studied for a long time, but couldn't tell what that breath was.

I wanted to ask, but I was afraid that I would step on Sikong Jingqiu's nerves, because he seemed tense at the moment.

Her lips opened and closed several times, and after murmuring for a long time, Haiyue still couldn't ask.

Jing Lue looked at the strange atmosphere between his parents, and suddenly asked, "Dad, what is divorce? Why does uncle want mother to divorce him?"