The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

A person stands in an empty garden, the surrounding snow falls around, the world is quiet, as if he is left alone.

Shi Yanyang has never been a person who feels empty when he is missing. His world, for so many years, no one must be.

However, the sudden disappearance of Tong Yan made his heart seem to have been cut off a part, and suddenly it became empty.

A person stood in the garden for a long time, looking at the snow in the eyes, his eyes stunned.

Yan Yan, where are you?

Shi Yanyang didn't know how long he had lost in the garden, and then he drove around and looked around for a while.

He looked for a whole day and called the phone number of Tong Yan many times. However, the reply received, without exception, was all answered.

Shi Yanyang left Paris for the second day. The plane flew directly to the city of C. When he arrived in the country, he still had a big night when he got off the plane. He asked Shilo to pick up his car and drive it to the Qing family. When he got to the door, he pushed the door open. Go on.

"Shi Shaoye, so late, who are you looking for?" The bodyguard at the door saw him, politely asked.

Shi Yanyang seems to be inaudible, and he did not look at the person and walked straight to the main house.

This time, twelve o'clock in the morning.

The people in the Qing family seem to have rested, and the big house is quiet and surprising. Even the servants who walked around did not see a few.

Shi Yanyang went all the way through the long garden, came to the main house, pushed open the door of the hall, went upstairs, went straight to the room of Tong Yan.

The door was pushed open, however, there was no one in the house.

All the furnishings in the room still maintain her usual appearance.

Tong Xizhen seems to be sorting out personally every day. The big room is not stained with a trace of dust, so clean as she is still.

Everything here is no different from her.

Just, no matter how angry she was at the time.

She has not returned.

Her clothes, which are usually used daily, are neatly packed and placed in the corresponding lockers.

Did not come back, did not participate in the winter camp, where she went, Shi Yanyang suddenly did not know.

Standing quietly in her room for a while, when I went downstairs, I just met Qing Yafeng.

Qing Yafeng sat in the living room, as if he knew that he had come, his arms were on his chest, and he looked at the direction of his downstairs. He seemed to be waiting for him.

"Three uncles haven't slept yet?" Shi Yanyang stepped down the stairs step by step and politely greeted him.

"Sleep, but wake up." Qing Yafeng faint.

"Noisy to you." Shi Yanyang apologized to him, but did not mean guilty.

"I just came back?" Didn't care about the problem of sleep, Qing Yafeng looked up and down on his dress.

Shi Yanyang’s clothes are also worn by Tong Yan when he left. He was once dyed with a lot of snowflakes. When he came back, it was probably snow melting. The jacket was stained with small pieces of water. It looked like it hadn’t changed for a long time. Look like.

The clothes were dirty, the hair was messy, and even the scum gave birth to a lot in just a few days.

Qing Yafeng watched him grow up from a young age and knew him for so many years. He has not seen him so embarrassed.

He stared at this look quietly for a while, and Qing Yafeng’s eyes were stagnant.

"Looking for Yan Yan?"

Shi Yanyang stared at him with a sigh of relief, looking at his face with no expression, and walked toward him in a few steps.

"Three uncles, do you know where Yan Yan is?"