After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

Wen Zhi couldn't wait to see Shang Jing, just as Shang Jing came to Wen's house to see her that day.

She didn't know if Shang Jing would give her a good look.

But she couldn't handle that much anymore.

At this time, Meng Fan was driving, and Wen Zhi was sitting in the passenger seat. After she dialed Shang Jing's number, she waited patiently for the call to be answered.

The red light comes on at the intersection ahead.

Meng Fan stepped on the foot brake, turned his head and saw that Wen Zhi's face was getting more and more ugly, and asked, "He still doesn't answer?"

Wen Zhi thought: "Maybe it's because I didn't want to see him last time and he was still angry."

Meng Fan threw out his cell phone: "Use my cell phone to call until he answers."

"it is good."

Wen Zhi didn't hesitate, took Meng Fan's cell phone and called Shang Jing.

Same result.

Still no answer there.

When the light turned green, Meng Fan let go of the foot brake and snorted: "I've never seen a man with such a small belly!"

After complaining, Meng Fan quickly asked: "Are you still going to the merchant now?"

Wen Zhi nodded: "I heard that Shang Jing goes back to the merchant to live most of the time. Even if he is not in the merchant now, you can probably ask about his whereabouts."

"Row."

At this time, Meng Fan was concentrating on driving and did not notice the strange look in Wen Zhi's expression or the hands that clenched the hem of his clothes.

Wen Zhi was afraid of running into Zhong Wanying when he went to the store.

At the same time, I was also guessing that maybe Zhong Wanying should still be missing...

Although Shang Hexing said that Chong Wanying would not retaliate against her and that the kidnapping incident was over, Wen Zhi actually felt very unsure.

Meng Fan drove very fast this way.

After quickly arriving at the business, Wen Zhi learned from the housekeeper that Chong Wanying was not at home.

She then asked if Shang Jing was at home, and the housekeeper told her: "Second Young Master, he left about twenty minutes ago. He said he was going to Linshi. He should be at the airport by now."

"You said Shang Jing is going to Linshi?" Wen Zhi was very surprised.

The housekeeper nodded: "Yes, Miss Wen. The second young master is going to Linshi today. If you have anything important, you can contact him and ask, or wait for him to come back from Linshi."

Wen Zhi looked very depressed: "When will he come back?"

"I don't know." The housekeeper knew that it would only be two or three days, but he did not dare to be too clear.

"I understand, thank you." Wen Zhi thanked him and turned to leave.

Back in the car, Meng Fan saw Wen Zhi's frown and eyes, and he immediately guessed what the outcome would be.

Meng Fan: "Shang Jing didn't see you, did he?"

Wen Zhi shook his head: "It's not that he is missing. He is going to Linshi. He has just walked for about twenty minutes. He may have arrived at the airport or got on the plane."

Hearing this result, Meng Fan looked troubled: "If we get on the plane, there is really nothing we can do. How about we find him another day?"

Wen Zhi said nothing.

After being silent for a long time, he asked: "How long does it take to get to the airport from here?"

Meng Fan immediately swiped the screen on the center console, and after reading the route time, he said to Wen Zhi, "Twenty-eight minutes at the fastest."

Wen Zhi: "Fastest?"

Meng Fan pointed out the time to Wen Zhi: "It's the morning rush hour now, and the traffic is even worse. It will take more than half an hour at least."

Wen Zhi murmured: "Is there no other way to stop Shang Jing..."

"There must be a way." Meng Fan said with certainty.

Wen Zhi turned his head and looked at Meng Fan, doubts appearing in his eyes.

Meng Fan grinned: "Zhizhi, if the plane Shang Jing is on hasn't taken off yet, and you are determined to see Shang Jing today, there must be a way to stop him."

Hearing what Meng Fan said, the doubts in Wen Zhi's eyes turned into expectations: "What can we do?" Meng Fan raised his eyebrows: "It may be too laborious for you to call your cousin now and stop a plane, but let's do it." It’s definitely okay for the airport staff to stop Shang Jing.”

Upon hearing that he wanted to ask Shang Hexing for help, Wen Zhi subconsciously resisted this behavior.

Shang Hexing is powerful. With just one word or order from him, any rules can be changed by him. But his power was not because she used it indiscriminately.

But Meng Fan didn't think so: "Zhizhi, aren't you going to stop Shang Jing? Call your cousin quickly. If you don't call, it will be too late!"

Seeing Wen Zhi's delay in picking up the phone, Meng Fan became anxious and urged him again and again.

"Hurry up, Zhizhi, even if Shang Jing is on the plane now, there is still a chance that he will be kicked off!"

"If the plane takes off, it will be too late!"

Under Meng Fan's repeated urging, Wen Zhi took out his phone slowly.

Her expression was tangled, and she was obviously still hesitating.

Seeing this, Meng Fan simply grabbed the phone from Wen Zhi's hand: "I'll do it."

"Hey, farewell Meng Fan..." Wen Zhi tried to take the phone back.

Meng Fan was now focused on solving Wen Zhi's troubles, so naturally he would not return the phone. She knew the lock screen password of Wen Zhi's phone, found the call column, found Shang Hexing's phone number and dialed it directly.

"Shh!" Meng Fan lowered his voice to Wen Zhi.

The call is connected.

Wen Zhi's outstretched hand froze and he immediately fell silent.

Meng Fan quickly clicked on the speakerphone, and Shang Hexing's voice came from the phone. He shouted:

"Wen Zhi."

Wen Zhi's lips moved and she wanted to speak out, but Meng Fan's voice beat her to it: "It's me, cousin."

"Meng Fan?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little confused.

"It's me!" Meng Fan said clearly in one breath: "That's it. Shang Jing went to the airport. We wanted to stop him, but the problem now is that we didn't have time to get to the airport. Cousin, can you help me? ?”

In this passage, Meng Fan did not mention Wen Zhi a word.

It's about us.

This also means that she came up with the idea and used Wen Zhi's mobile phone to make the call.

"What do you want from Shang Jing?" Shang Hexing asked in a deep voice.

Meng Fan turned his head to look at Wen Zhi and said word by word: "I have... very important things to discuss with him."

It was obviously not Wen Zhi who was talking to Shang Hexing at this moment, but after Meng Fan said these words, Wen Zhi's hand suddenly tightened the hem of his clothes, and his other hand curled up in his sleeve.

"Give the phone to Wen Zhi." Shang Hexing said.

Meng Fan glanced at Wen Zhi again and asked with his mouth: Do you want to take it?
  Wen Zhi's hand that clenched the hem of his clothes slowly loosened, and then he reached over to get his phone.

Putting the mobile phone to his ear, Wen Zhi opened his lips: "I..."

Before the words were spoken, Shang Hexing's voice came first: "I have asked Xu Yu to contact him. If the flight has not taken off, he cannot leave; if it has taken off, I will have someone escort him back at Linshi Airport."

Wen Zhi's breath hitched.

In fact, within a few seconds of taking the phone from Meng Fan, Wen Zhi was thinking that it was probably too late for Shang Hexing to confirm it from her.

When Shang Hexing actually asked, she said it was a joke.

Who would have thought that after Meng Fan said those words, Shang Hexing would have already given the order.

"As a thank you, do you think it's okay for me to come to your house for dinner tonight?" He was still thinking about yesterday's answer.

Wen Zhi immediately agreed: "Okay."

Shang Hexing: "I will come early."

Wen Zhi was in a happy mood: "Okay."

"Is there anything else I need to do?" he asked.