The president's beloved dumb wife

Yu Sheng didn't know how long he had been sitting. The rain didn't stop. Maybe in a few days, Xiluo village would be swallowed up by the flood.

She got up, went back to her room, took out her cell phone card from her bag and reinstalled it.

After the mobile phone was turned on, many calls and messages poured in.

Yu Sheng waited until his mobile phone returned to calm before opening wechat.

She first reported peace to Suqin and Lin Canan. Song Qiao called before the message was sent out.

Yu Sheng didn't hesitate and answered directly.

"Miss Su, where are you now? It's raining heavily in Xiluo village. Are you safe now?"

"I'm fine, assistant song. What can I do for you?"

"Miss Su, please send me your location. I'm on my way to Xiluo village now..."

"It's not necessary."

Yu Sheng said faintly and was ready to hang up. Xiao dingxun suddenly reached out and took song Qiao's mobile phone: "location."

Yu Sheng was surprised when he heard Xiao dingxun's voice. Those tender emotions at the bottom of his heart were intricately intertwined. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was sour or sweet.

"What does Mr. Xiao want?"

Her voice came low and faint, but it was like the stars in the boundless rainy night.

Xiao dingxun felt that there was something at the bottom of his heart, which was vaguely touched. He couldn't say it clearly, but he seemed to know it.

He looked down at his wristwatch and said, "I'll be in Xiluo village in about forty minutes."

"What is Mr. Xiao doing in Xiluo village?"

"What do you say?"

Yu Sheng was silent for a moment and then said with a smile, "how do I know what Mr. Xiao is going to do."

"Su Sheng."

This seemed to be the first time he called her name, but in his ears, it was speechless and cold. It can't be denied that she still didn't like the name.

Her favorite thing is that he calls her, ah Sheng.

"Mr. Xiao?"

"Why did you go to Xiluo village?"

Yu Sheng slightly picked his eyebrows and smiled, "can't you?"

"That place is not well-known. No one knows Kyoto. Even if you go out to relax, no one will go there."

Yes, Xiluo village is still very poor now. More than ten years ago, Xiluo village was even more remote. The people in the village had little contact with the outside world, and the people outside would not come here.

That's why Yu Wenchang rushed their mother and daughter to Xiluo village and let them stay there and live and die.

"Yes, it's because no one will go, so it's clean, isn't it?"

"Is Miss Su in a bad mood?"

"Mr. Xiao, don't you really think you care too much?"

Xiao dingxun looked out the window at the endless heavy rain. At this time, all the meteorological information and rainfall in Zigui County and Xiluo village, as well as the water level in Lanxi, the flood control measures issued by Zigui County, the number of flood fighting personnel dispatched and how to deploy them, all the first-hand information has been mastered by Xiao dingxun.

The rainfall is too heavy this time. If it doesn't stop raining for two days, Xiluo village is bound to fail.

It is very dangerous for Su Sheng to stay in Xiluo village. She is not from Xiluo village and is likely to be ignored when she abandons the village.

Yu Sheng didn't wait for the answer. She hung up the phone directly.

The phone rings again.

It was cold under the eaves of the corridor. Yu Sheng closed his shawl tightly and walked into the bedroom.

The yard is small and has only two bedrooms.

Yu Sheng pushed the door into the small room where he had lived for nearly seven years.

It still retains its original appearance, square grid sheets, simple cloth cabinets, and the kind of mosquito nets supported by bamboo poles commonly used by rural people.

She remembered that when she first arrived at Xiluo village, she could hardly imagine that there were people in the world who could live in such a simple environment.

But later, she soon got used to it. Even within a month, she skillfully learned to cook soup and vegetables for Suqin on the earth stove.

Yu Sheng walked slowly to the wardrobe and opened it. There were only a few old clothes hanging inside.

Her eyes rested on one of the light pink shirts.

That shirt was the one she wore when she met Xiao dingxun by Lanxi and rescued him from the stream.

Yu Sheng looked at the place where a button was missing on the shirt. She remembered that when she came back that night, she found that a button had fallen off the shirt.

Suqin once wanted to find a similar one, but she didn't let Suqin do it on the excuse that she didn't like the dress.

Because she remembered that when she fed him water, he had a brief moment of consciousness, and it was that moment of consciousness that his fingers seemed to hold his skirt.

Five years ago, Yu Xiaoxiao peeked at her diary, learned all about it, and took the business card stained with his blood.

She has no more evidence to prove that it was her that night, not Yu Xiaoxiao.

But this missing button may be a breakthrough.

If she's lucky enough.

Yu Sheng took down this shirt with very simple style from the hanger. Fortunately, this kind of shirt won't look old-fashioned in ten years.

Even better, her figure is still slim. Compared with Yu Sheng in her teenage years, her bust has only changed slightly.

There is a sachet made by herself hanging in the wardrobe. After so many years, it still has a wisp of fragrance.

Yu Sheng changed her clothes and walked out of the bedroom. She raised her wrist and looked at the time. It was already 2:30 a.m. and the rain still didn't stop.

Song Qiao dialed Yu Sheng's number several times and couldn't get through. At this time, the signal of the flight signal tower began to change intermittently. When he arrived near Xiluo village, he had completely disconnected from the ground signal tower.

In other words, the plane cannot land safely in Xiluo village.

"President Xiao, what do you think we should do now?"

Song Qiao was in a hurry. Yu Sheng couldn't get through the phone and couldn't locate again. The plane couldn't land safely, so it had to return.

"Find a way to land."

Xiao dingxun looked out of the window at the rainy night and said in a low voice. "That won't work, Mr. Xiao. It's too dangerous..."

"Ready to land." Xiao dingxun looked up at Song Qiao and spoke again.

Song Qiao couldn't help looking at Jiang Yuan, but he saw Jiang Yuan nodding at him with a serious face. Song Qiao had no choice but to go to the front cabin and order the driver.

Although Xiao dingxun's private jet pilot is an old hand with 20 years of flying experience, it is still very dangerous to make a forced landing with the naked eye and experience without signal guidance.

"Eldest childe, don't worry first. I can't say that the rain will stop soon and the signal will be restored..."

Jiang Yuan said this, but his heart was hanging high.