Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

in the room.

Ji Jinchuan's cell phone rang, and he walked over to pick it up. The old man's phone was displayed on the phone. He frowned slightly, but he still opened it.

There was an anxious voice from the housekeeper over there: "Master, the second grandma is gone."

His brow furrowed tighter: "Then send someone to find me, and I'm not a policeman."

The butler said: "She went out early in the morning, and she hasn't returned yet. The places she should look for have already been found. Do you know where she will go?"

Ji Jinchuan glanced at his watch, it was already eleven o'clock, and he suddenly thought that when he was at his old house this morning, he saw that Fang Yaqing's dress was different from usual.

Hanging up the phone, he turned over the calendar and saw the date shown above, already guessing where she had gone.

He stepped up and walked out, heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, and took a slight pause under his feet, thinking of Fang Yaqing's present situation, hesitating for a moment, or opened the door.

Shen Youran came out of the bathroom, and Ji Jinchuan disappeared from the room.

Hearing the sound of the car in the courtyard downstairs, she quickly walked to the window and saw the black Maybach disappear in front of her eyes.

It's very late. Where is he going?

She walked over to pick up her cell phone and called him.

After the car drove out of the South Bay, Ji Jinchuan remembered that he was in a hurry, did not greet Shen Youran, and immediately took out her mobile phone to call her, but was on the phone.

Cut off the phone, he threw the phone on the storage platform and drove to the cemetery.

He was already over twelve o'clock, and the uncle of the guard came out of the cemetery with a flashlight. He asked, "Is there anyone in there?"

The uncle replied: "Yes, the girl's crying is sad, no matter how I persuade you to leave. Young man, who are you?"

Ji Jinchuan replied faintly: "I am her elder brother."

The uncle said kindly: "Then you should persuade her that a girl's house at night will stay in the cemetery. Even if you have the courage, you will feel terrified."

Ji Ji Jinchuan nodded and stepped up to the cemetery. After just two steps, the guardian's uncle suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a minute, young man."

He looked back at the uncle. The uncle stepped forward two steps and gave him the flashlight: "You hold this, I will leave the door for you, and persuade your sister to make her want to open."

Ji Jinchuan was stunned by the name "sister", and immediately understood what the uncle had misunderstood. He didn't explain it and said softly: "Thank you."

The uncle urged: "Go ahead, she is alone, she must be scared."

Ji Jinchuan nodded and entered the cemetery with a flashlight.

It was already early in the morning, and it was dark inside, with a hint of gloom in the silence.

The road up the mountain was a stairway, and when he was about to reach Fang Yaqing's parents' cemetery, he heard a cry in front of him.

The flashlight is too old and the light is a bit dim. He shadowed the man in front of him.

"Who's there?"

No one answered, as if the sobbing just now was just an illusion.

After a moment of silence, Fang Yaqing's hoarse voice rang ahead: "Brother, are you?"

Ji Jinchuan walked quickly with a flashlight, stopped at her two steps, looked at her condescendingly, and said in a cold voice: "Why not go home so late?"

Fang Yaqing sat on the steps and looked up at him with tears in his eyes. The crying voice was hoarse: "I'm going back."