Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

"What? My son is missing, too?" Cheng Wenfeng asked anxiously while lying on the hospital bed.

That time, Pei Yilin's insidious actions caused cheng wen to lie in the hospital bed for two months.

Although Cheng Wenfeng's body was much better under the careful treatment of the doctor, he still couldn't get out of bed and do what he wanted to do like a normal man.

These days, Cheng Wenfeng thought about it and realized that Pei Yilin was the culprit.

So, when Faang Zikuang came to him and asked for his help, he turned down the offer with an ugly face.

After all, no one will help their rival, right?

Even if he was looking for Song Qian, he had to find Cheng Wenfeng secretly, then take her into his arms and take her for himself. Pei Yilin was so angry!

Cheng Wenfeng was so good at calculating that even Faang Zikuang, who had always boasted of his eloquence, could hardly convince him.

Everything was under Cheng Wenfeng's control, but now Cheng Xian was gone!

Cheng Wenfeng's clenched fists greeted Faang Zikuang and roared, "How on earth did Pei Yilin do it? The owner of a big the Pei family can't even look at two children. What does he eat?"

Cheng Wenfeng was very rude and upset.

His fists were strong, but because he was unable to move, he was unable to inflict substantial damage on Zikuang.

"No one knows better than you what your son is. If he really insists on leaving, do you think you can stop him as a father?" Faang Zikuang answered lazily, obviously not frightened by Cheng Wenfeng's momentum.

"That's right!" Hearing this, Cheng Wenfeng puffed out his chest proudly. "My son inherited my good genes. Naturally, Pei Yilin couldn't stand it. All right, I'll lend you a third of my intelligence personnel. You don't have to return them to me until you find Cheng Xian."

"It's really generous to be a boss. I'll thank you for Boss Pei." It seemed that knowing that Cheng Wenfeng would agree sooner or later, Faang Zikuang politely said a few words, took the token in Cheng Wenfeng's hand, and left with his subordinates.

Fang zikuang returned to the pei residence with Cheng Wenfeng's intelligence personnel and ordered them to wait outside the living room. He hurried up to the second floor and went straight to Pei Yilin's study.

When Faang Zikuang pushed the door open and entered, Pei Yilin was looking at a picture of the family of three on the screen.

Song Qian, Mengmeng, and himself were Pei Yilin's happiest days.

Now, he might never get it again.

Pei Yilin's eyes were filled with desolation. Even when he knew that fang zi was crazy, he did not look up at him.

"I've come back from Cheng Wenfeng." Faang Zikuang sighed. "Cheng Xian didn't go back, and Song Qian wasn't there. I borrowed a third of Cheng Wenfeng's intelligence personnel, and with their capabilities, we can take the lead in eliminating fake information that isn't very accurate."

Pei Yilin had always been Faang Zikuang's role model. With a word from Pei Yilin, Faang Zikuang would be able to get up from the edge of death and continue to live with hope.

But now, Pei Yilin, Faang Zikuang's role model, was stumped by a little Song Qian.

Love is so difficult!

But Faang Zikuang didn't understand. Wasn't he trying to find Bao' er now? Why couldn't Pei Yilin actively look for Song Qian?

Seeing that Pei Yilin was just staring at the group photo in a daze, fang zi coughed furiously and said, "If you don't think it's appropriate, I'll let them join our search plan now. It's just that these people are Cheng Wenfeng's people, and I'm afraid they'll get in our way."

"No need. Do as you planned." Pei Yilin replied, slowly retracting his gaze from the photo.

When he looked at Faang Zikuang, he regained his usual aloofness.

"Cheng Wenfeng is not an ordinary person. We can't take it lightly." Pei Yilin whispered, "You pretended to let his intelligence agents screen for false information while sending people to secretly plot against them to get Cheng Wenfeng's secret."

According to information obtained by Pei Yilin, Cheng Wenfeng had worked with the the Xiang family.

But it didn't take long for the the Xiang family to break up with the established the Xiang family, and the family emblem of the the Xiang family seemed to have been lost at that time.

Pei Yilin had not found out the reason for the commotion, and there was no news of the whereabouts of the family emblem. Pei Yilin guessed that the thing was mostly stolen by a seal.

"I'll do it right away." Fang zikuang nodded. "It's just about the the Xiang family..."

Faang Zikuang hesitated. This time, the person he borrowed from Cheng Wenfeng came to see if Song Qian and Cheng Xian were with him. Secondly, he wanted to make sure if the the Xiang family's badge was really taken away by Cheng Wenfeng.

"I have my own opinion on this matter." Pei Yilin knew what Faang Zikuang was worried about and continued coldly, "Your job is to help me find Song Qian and Mengmeng."

"I know." Faang Zikuang's tone was faint. "Look for Song Qian, look for mengmeng, look for baoer..."

Fang zi was like a lonely lamp in the dark, his eyes flickering with a faint light. Looking for someone was the only motivation for him to live.

After a few more words, Faang Zikuang went to work. Pei Yilin looked at his back and sighed.

Perhaps Song Qian and he should not have left Faang Zikuang with the thought that Bao' er was not dead from the beginning. If the thought could come true, it would be good for Faang Zikuang.

But now, Yin Baoer seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. How could he find Faang Zikuang a Yin Baoer?

And could he find the missing Song Qian and the departing Qian Mengmeng?

...

At this time, in Xiao Honglian's most secret residence, Song Qian had been resting on his bed.

Song Qian's head was in a daze, and her eyes opened slightly, touching some light. Then, she heard Xiao Honglian's concerned voice: "Song Qian, are you awake?"

"Yes. Elder Xiao, did you save me? Where am I?" Song Qian answered softly and struggled to sit up.

But Song Qian's body seemed to be filled with lead, and he couldn't get up.

It was not until she had experienced several failures that she sat up shakily with Xiao Honglian's help.

"You should rest well. Your body is very weak." Xiao Honglian placed the back of her back behind Song Qian and brought her a cup of warm water, which seemed to take good care of her.

Song Qian took the water and took a sip, but she felt bitter. Her lips curled up astringently, clearly just a cup of water.

Xiao Honglian's eyes dimmed and he continued, "The doctor said that your body has been soaked in extreme cold for too long and that your body has not fully recovered from previous injuries. This time, it's an additional injury and needs special attention. But as long as you have a good rest, you can walk like a normal person in a week."

"Yes." Song Qian responded with a low voice and took another sip of plain water, still feeling bitter.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Song Qian stared into Xiao Honglian's eyes and asked, "Did Mengmeng find it?"

Xiao Honglian sighed and waved at song qian, "Mengmeng hasn't heard anything yet. I've been organizing some things lately. I'm busy with these things, and with Mengmeng..."

After a pause, Xiao Honglian continued, "But don't worry. I'll keep looking for Mengmeng for you. Mengmeng is a joy to all of us. I will definitely help you find her!"

"Thank you." Song Qian's face was grave. "But... Elder Xiao, what happened to the assassin organization?"

"Ah..." Xiao Honglian sighed and paused. "It's not a big deal."

Then, Xiao Honglian said, "You are weak now. You just need to take good care of yourself. I'll take care of Mengmeng and the organization."

"Elder Xiao." Seeing Xiao Honglian's expression of having something to say but not being able to speak, Song Qian's voice grew louder. "The organization is my business. I don't want you to hide it from me."

Under Song Qian's pressure to keep an eye on people, Xiao Honglian could only say helplessly, "Recently, the organization took on a mission, but sent out several killers have failed. Now, the organization is facing a difficult situation of being held accountable. I didn't want you to worry, so I didn't tell you."

Hearing this, Song Qian looked shocked. "Why?"

After all, the Honglian Assassin Center was the most famous assassin center in the underworld, and the mission they received was basically 100 % successful and never failed.

"This mission is too tricky." Xiao Honglian explained to Song Qian, "I also took it because I wanted to get you some clues about Mengmeng."

Xiao Honglian sighed heavily again. "I don't want... To lose so many men."

The moment Song Qian heard Qian Mengmeng's name, he was as excited as a chicken's blood. He quickly asked, "Is it related to Mengmeng?"

Without waiting for Xiao Honglian to speak, Song Qian's weak body suddenly leaned forward a little and tightly grabbed Xiao Honglian's sleeve. His eyes were full of excitement, and then he asked, "Is there any news from Mengmeng?"

"Yes." Xiao Honglian nodded, hesitated, and finally told the whole story.

"She has the latest video of mengmeng. Maybe you can find her." Xiao Honglian was halfway through his sentence, but he immediately overturned it. "Forget it, she's too fickle and dangerous. Mengmeng's business should be left to the brothers of the organization. Although it's a little slower, it's a good thing it won't hurt you at all."

"Her?" Song Qian frowned doubtfully. "Which one of her? Who is she?"

Xiao Honglian shook his head, as if to say that he did not want Song Qian to be in danger.

"Elder Xiao, I'm not afraid of danger." Song Qian's grip on Xiao Honglian's sleeve tightened and tightened. "I just want to help the organization solve the problem as soon as possible and find out about Mengmeng as soon as possible. If Mengmeng is not dead, I must save her!"

Song Qian's reaction was exactly what Xiao Honglian expected. Seeing that she couldn't wait to see the man, the corners of his mouth curled up in a strange arc.

But when she faced song qian, this smile became helpless and worried about her.

"Elder Xiao!" Song Qian became even more anxious. He raised his voice and said, "Tell me!"