The Contracted Wife: Boss, No Binding Contract

Xiao Zhao checked all the flights in the morning, checked all the trains and long-distance buses that had to be registered in the morning, and reported to Shi Che, "All the flights in the morning, there are more than 50 people named Ling Chuxia who fly to Europe. In various places such as the United States, Australia, etc., there are also more than 30 people on high-speed coaches, and they are also going to different places. Shizhao, it is difficult for me to find out which Ling Chuxia is the young lady."

The name Ling Chuxia is not ordinary, but it is not special. There are still many people with the same name and surname, which indirectly increases the difficulty.

When Shi Che listened to Xiao Zhao's report, his black eyes darkened deeply, and his voice was very low, "What about phone tracking?"

Xiao Zhao shook his head helplessly, "The last place he traced was still in Liangcheng. Either Mrs. Young didn't leave Liangcheng, or... the calling card was lost by Mrs. Young."

The implication is that it is impossible to determine whether she left or stayed here.

"What about monitoring?"

"I checked the surveillance system downstairs in Miss Ji’s apartment. I saw that Mrs. Young came out at 5 o’clock in the morning and took a taxi to leave. The taxi license plate number is rather vague. I don’t know what it is. Here."

Xiao Zhao's words fell, Shi Che did not speak for a long time, the atmosphere became stiff, and the surrounding air seemed to be a little stagnant. Xiao Zhao couldn't help but raised his eyes, but caught a glimpse of Shi Che's handsome face. Stained with sorrow, his heart seemed to be hit hard by something suddenly, making him a little unsteady.

In his mind, Shi always was tall, steady, introverted, and unpredictable. No one could spy on his true emotions, but at this moment, he was so sad, as if... lost The most important thing of vitality is the pain that is unable to bear.

After a while, Shi Che raised his hand lightly and waved his hand at him, his voice still low, "Xiao Zhao, you go down first."

Xiao Zhao looked at Shi Che, his lips moved, he wanted to say something, he wanted to comfort him, but he opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

Some words, some comforts, at some times, are extremely weak.

He only nodded slowly, and then quietly stepped back.

After Xiao Zhao left, the whole office became quieter and quieter. Shi Che's head was turned to the side, and his black eyes fell on the frame on the desk in a daze. It was a photo of him and Ling Chuxia.

It was taken when he graduated from high school. At that time, it was circulated that when a girl wants to get the third button on a boy's white shirt, it means that the boy belongs to her.

At that time, he was the school grass, and the girls in the whole school were crazy for him. On graduation day, all the girls looked like wolves and looked at his third button one by one.

When Ling Chuxia heard about this incident, regardless of her being in class, she rushed out of the classroom and ran all the way. When he was besieged by all the girls, he used his own strength to forcibly cut a **** road, and he insisted on taking his third place. The buttons are protected.

In this photo, she stretched out her hands, holding him tightly in a posture of a hen guarding the calf, not allowing any girls to approach him, and then this scene was captured.