Doting his wife excessively, the CEO's husband is too fierce

Chapter 443 Where the Bracelet Goes

In the car, Qiao Yi's face was very gloomy. Song Ziai wanted to speak a few times, but when he looked at his side face, he was a little scared and didn't know how to speak, after all, the other party got so angry just now.

After Qiao Yi asked Ken to send someone to investigate the woman, he immediately went down to make arrangements, saying that he searched out possible women, and then asked Song Ziai to confirm which one it was. Originally, Song Ziai wanted to wait in the office, but Qiao Yi Yi insisted that she go back first, even the boss hadn't seen her yet.

Fortunately, at this time, Ken sent information about the whereabouts of the group that was at the Song family in the afternoon.

Song Ziai read the first page and read it out with a frown: "The overseas Chinese in country D have almost no trace of activities in the country for more than 20 years, so what is their purpose in coming to Song's house now?"

Qiao Yi squinted at Song Ziai, facing the other party's question, but didn't have any answer.

The more Song Ziai looked at it, the more he couldn't figure it out. If these people said that they wanted to have business contacts with the Song family, there was no need to go to the house, and Song Tian's attitude and Liu Li's attitude obviously made Song Ziai feel that there was something wrong. place, but where is the problem?

Song Ziai fell into deep thought, and when she recovered, Qiao Yi had already called her several times.

"Because there is some resistance over there, and these people's main activities are in country D, so it will take some time to investigate clearly, but as long as they appear in Huaxia, Yan Guo will definitely leave traces." Qiao Yi stretched out his hand and pressed Song Ziai frowned, paused and said in a soft voice: "We're home, don't think about it for now, we'll analyze it when we have more information."

Song Ziai let out a long sigh of relief leaning on the back of the car, packed up the materials, nodded and followed Qiao Yi to the house.

Xiaomei stood at the door, took the changed sandals for the two of them, pointed to the innermost bedroom on the next floor, and said, "Young Mistress, all your things are stored in the inner room, because I don't know if it is very It's important, so I haven't tidied it up yet, if necessary, I can tidy it up later."

Song Ziai looked in that direction, shook his head and said, "No need, I'll clean it up myself later."

Xiaomei nodded, food was ready on the table, and after the two of them finished washing their hands, Song Ziai was a little absent-minded while holding the bowl.

Xiaomei seemed a little worried, and looked at the dishes on the table. They were basically Song Ziai's favorite food. Could it be that the taste was a bit boring?

"You eat first, don't worry about her." Qiao Yi smiled at Xiaomei, and pointed to the seat next to her. Because there were only three people in the family, Xiaomei almost ate at the same table with Qiao Yi and the others.

Xiaomei nodded, she had to listen to her young master's words, but Song Ziai obviously seemed a little absent-minded, and Xiaomei's food was also very careless.

Qiao Yi put down the bowl and chopsticks, just about to say something, but Song Ziai stood up abruptly and said, "I'm not hungry, you guys eat first, don't wait for me."

Then she walked to the room over there, her footsteps a little impatient, Qiao Yi looked at her figure, her eyes deepened and she was a little worried.

Song Ziai didn't know what it was like in her heart. There was a memory in her mind. It seemed that Song's mother said that there would be a beautiful place in this world. If Song Ziai had that ability one day, please be in that country. The ashes of Song's mother were scattered by the sea.

That country, that country...

Song Ziai remembered that Mother Song was talking about country D!
But is this my own memory error or my own imagination?

No matter what it was, Song Ziai felt that country D, even if she only heard the name, her heart throbbed suddenly, as if she was being pulled by something.

When Qiao Yi entered the room, Song Ziai was rummaging through the piles of things.

Song Ziai looked impatient and flustered, Qiao Yi frowned, knelt down and asked, "Xiao Ai, what are you looking for?"

Song Ziai didn't stop her movements, and said in a hurried voice: "I don't know, I always feel very uneasy. At that moment just now, I missed my mother very much, and I always felt that my mother was calling me...but why did she call me? Woolen cloth?"

Song Ziai's emotions were a little excited, Qiao Yi's heart sank as he watched, and he reached out to grab Song Ziai's hand looking for things, but the other party stopped instantly. He followed Song Ziai's eyes and saw that in the center of the box, there were many sundries Inside was an iron box.

It was a square box of chocolates, red, and a photo was pasted on it. Qiao Yi looked at it carefully. It was a photo of a young woman holding a child in the park. It was a bit old. The woman is probably Song's mother.

Song Ziai was stunned for a moment, then slowly took out the box, sat down on the spot, and patted the dust on it, probably because the box was old for a long time, so the mouth was a little rusty, and it took some effort to open it.

There are many photos on the top of the box. Those photos are of a beautiful middle-aged woman who looks very kind and kind. The photo with Song Ziai is full of maternal love in her beautiful eyes.

Song Ziai had a sore nose, and reached out and slowly picked up the top few photos. Qiao Yi could tell that Song Ziai was very young in those photos, probably only four or five years old, and some of them were even burnt. .

Only then did Qiao Yi realize that something was wrong. It seemed that she had been with her for so long, and she had never seen a photo of Song's mother beside Song Ziai...

"My mother...isn't she beautiful?" Song Ziai touched the photo on it, and held it up to Qiao Yi with a forced smile while pulling her lips.

Qiao Yi responded softly: "Mom, it's very beautiful."

Song Ziai sniffed, raised her chin and said proudly: "Of course, when I was in kindergarten, the children envied me for having a mother who looked like a star. At that time, I was very proud..." Song Ziai said Here, as if thinking of something, his eyes looked a little lonely, and his tone dropped a bit: "But... later..."

Qiao Yi knew what Song Ziai wanted to say, so he moved closer and sat next to Song Ziai, then half-circled her, letting her back lean against his chest, giving him a silent support.

Song Ziai reacted, put down those photos, and there were several letters under the box. Song Ziai raised her eyebrows at Qiao Yi and said, "These are written to me by my mother. They have been written to me every year since I was 16 years old. Unfortunately, there are only seven letters. Before she had time to write the rest..."

Some of those letters showed traces of being torn apart, and some didn’t. Song Ziai said with a smile: “So I automatically extended the deadline for these letters. My mother said that 16 years old is equivalent to a girl’s mature age. I said something from my heart, but I didn’t expect it to be written until I was 23 years old.”

Qiao Yi tightened the hand holding Song Ziai's shoulder, comforting silently.

Some of the things in the box were some old gadgets, Song Ziai said that those were some small toys left by Song's mother, and these were the only things left.

The others were Mama Song's relics. Among them was a ring of unknown material. Song Ziai said it was a coming-of-age gift from Mama Song, probably Mama Song's dowry.

Qiao Yi glanced at a ring and found a ring from the corner of the box, and squinted his eyes slightly. It was an ordinary-looking silver ring, but when Qiao Yi took it over to look at it, he clearly noticed that the pattern on the ring was a little bit different. strange.

This ring... seems familiar.

But before he could remember, he heard Song Ziai's doubtful voice.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Yi put down the ring and asked.

Song Ziai began to look through the things that were taken out, and his face became more and more ugly, "Why did they disappear?"

Qiao Yi frowned, looked at Song Ziai, and asked with a little more tone, "What's missing?"

Song Ziai searched twice, almost turning out and pouring back the contents of the iron box, then stopped: "My mother still has a necklace, and I put it with the ring, why did it disappear?"

Qiao Yi was stunned for a moment, and asked aloud: "Since it was left to you by mother, and it was jewelry, why didn't you wear it?" Song Ziai rarely had any decorations, even the ring Qiao Yi gave her later. They were all taken down by Song Ziai and tied around their necks with red strings.

"My mother said that keeping things is because I miss them, probably because I know I don't like these things, so I don't force me to wear them, and my mother specially said that the diamonds on the bracelet can't fall off, otherwise it won't match. There was a time before When I went out with Lao Wang to perform a mission, I broke the interface, and I was afraid that it would be damaged if I didn’t pay attention in the future, so I didn’t dare to take it with me, but I put it here, why did it disappear?”

Song Ziai's anxious expression looked terrified, that thing was a relic of Song's mother, and it was very meaningful to Song Ziai.

Qiao Yi was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to help him find it, and asked, "Don't worry, did you remember it wrong and put it in another place, or maybe it accidentally fell out when you were moving things, maybe It's right here, I'll ask Xiaomei to clean it up for you, let's find it slowly."

Song Ziai couldn't hear what Qiao Yi said at all, her face was a little pale, anxious and worried, and she didn't look in the iron box at first, but went to the previous box to look for it.

"No, no, I clearly remember it clearly, I put it in the box with the ring, but..." Song Ziai suddenly seemed to remember something, and muttered to himself: "Someone must have taken it away, I It was wrapped in a red cloth, but the ring was thrown out, and the red cloth and bracelet were gone, so someone must have taken it, and by whom!"

Qiao Yi stood at the door and listened to Song Ziai's words, something suddenly flashed into his mind, but the moment Xiaomei appeared, it flashed past again and couldn't catch it.

"Don't worry, let's tidy up slowly." Qiao Yi calmly comforted Song Ziai, but after waiting for Xiaomei to understand the situation, the three almost turned everything aside.

Even without the bracelet Song Ziai was talking about, even... that piece of red cloth is gone...

"Where did you go?!" Song Ziai sat slumped on the ground, his eyes dull and sweating profusely muttering to himself, and some moisture welled up in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)