Baby is too tempting: Uncle, it hurts

The police spent a lot of manpower and material resources to find Du Lianxin, but they couldn't find her whereabouts.

Even Du Zhengping, Du Lianxin's father, said that his daughter must have been kidnapped and killed.

But speculation is always speculation. We can't draw a conclusion without substantive evidence.

The police issued a wanted notice on the Internet. Du Lianxin's escape from prison soon became noisy in the night city.

Ji Tingyu stayed up all night just to find out Du Lianxin as soon as possible.

Xia seventeen heard from Tang Doudou that he didn't even close his eyes in these two days.

She called Yu Meng and asked him to drive her to the villa.

When he arrived, Ji Tingyu was still busy in his study. He piled a lot of documents and a floor drawing on his desk.

He marked every position on the map with a pen. As long as he found anything suspicious, he would immediately order his hand to check it.

After the servant pushed Xia seventeen outside the study, he stepped back gently.

Xia seventeen raised his hand and knocked on the door. After waiting for a few seconds, a low voice came from inside: "enter."

She pushed the door in and saw the man's well-defined but haggard face at a glance.

"Uncle."

She was holding it in her heart, but she still smiled at him. Her voice was soft and waxy, like a feather in people's heart.

Ji Tingyu looked up at her, then put down his pen, got up and walked towards her.

"Why are you here?"

He walked up to her and looked at the little woman in the wheelchair with a slight frown.

"Let me see if you're fooling around behind my back." Xia seventeen stretched out his hand and pulled the corner of his shirt. "Uncle, isn't it a little inappropriate for you to talk to me like this. It's condescending, like the emperor selecting a concubine."

Hearing the sound, Ji Ting Yu was displeased, but he bent down and close to her face: "how about this?"

"Very good, very good." Xia seventeen put out his hand and hooked his neck. He freed another hand and touched his face: "this water replenishing skill is very good. The skin is so tender."

"Nonsense."

Ji Tingyu grabbed her hand and wouldn't let her make trouble.

"Any news?"

Xia seventeen finally got serious: "you didn't sleep for two nights. Are you tired?"

She held Ji Tingyu's hand and rubbed the back of his hand with smooth fingers.

"Not tired."

Ji Tingyu pushed her to the window, took her down from the wheelchair and put her on the sofa.

He poured a glass of red wine, leaned back on the sofa, shook the red wine glass gracefully, looked at the red liquid in the glass through the light, and the thin cool lips opened slightly: "according to the clues found at present, Du Lianxin didn't escape from prison, but was robbed."

"Robbed?"

Xia seventeen turned to look at him, and his good-looking eyebrows twisted up: "is it Du Zhengping?"

"No."

Ji Tingyu took a sip of red wine. When the aroma of wine spread in his mouth, he continued: "it's not clear who is controlling this thing for the time being, but we can draw a point that the people behind the scenes are very powerful."

"Even my uncle praises strong people. They must be very powerful people."

Xia seventeen said, reaching out to take the wine cup in his hand, put it on his lips and sipped it gently.

Ji Ting Yu glanced at her faintly, stretched out his long arm and directly took back the wine cup. His voice and color asked her coldly: "have you had a good meal these days."

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