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Vol 2 Chapter 2508: : Missing is hard to fake

Vol 2 Chapter 2508: : Missing is hard to fake

"You go back too."

After the three left, Ji Qingyan leaned on her head with one hand, "I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"But you are almost eight months old, you can't think about these things every day."

With a bitter face, He Yuanyuan comforted her:

"Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your children."

"I know, don't worry about me." Ji Qingyan said:

"I understand Lin Yi's situation. It is impossible for him to have an accident. He will not let the child lose his father."

He Yuanyuan frowned, not knowing what to say.

She knew that Ji Qingyan was paralyzing herself with the method of spiritual victory.

But that doesn't tell the story.

No matter how powerful he is, he still has a mortal body, and the artillery fire of war is merciless.

"Let's stop talking about it, go to other places and have a look at the scenery."

"I'm a little tired, I'll go back and rest first."

Ji Qingyan supported her waist to get up, and He Yuanyuan hurried to help her.

"You go back first, I'll go to sleep for a while."

Seeing that Ji Qingyan kept letting her go, He Yuanyuan couldn't insist any longer, so she could only keep telling her to leave.

Back in the room, Ji Qingyan sat on the bed, rubbing her temples with both hands.

She didn't know what was going on, she had a severe headache these days, and she could only relieve it by rubbing hard every time.

But the unbalanced mood, like this headache, has good times and bad times.

In the end, Ji Qingyan gave up and sat silently on the bed, letting the suffering come surging.

When the first tear falls and pours down, there are only a few seconds.

The flying tears were unscrupulous, but silent.

At some point, Ji Qingyan picked up the cell phone beside her.

But pick it up but put it down again, over and over again, just like the heart that has been tormented repeatedly.

In the end, he still called the secretary.

"President Ji."

"Help me check Secretary Liang's phone number."

"Okay, I'll send it to you later."

"Um."

After hanging up the secretary's phone call, Ji Qingyan sat on the bed with her eyes closed, motionless as if time had stood still.

Ten minutes later, the secretary sent a message, which was a phone number.

Looking at the number on it, Ji Qingyan held the phone tightly.

Her hands were shaking all the time, and she finally threw the phone aside.

Leaning on the bed weakly and feebly, even his lips were sickly white.

But in the end, he opened his eyes and looked at the phone that was thrown aside.

Dial the phone.

"Hello, who is it?"

At this time, Liang Ruoxu put aside Zhong Hai's work and returned to Yanjing Liang's family to raise a baby.

But some important things are still controlled by her, and her control is still there.

"Hello?"

Liang Ruoxu frowned slightly, glanced at the unfamiliar number, and it was still being connected.

This is my own private number, and ordinary people cannot call it.

She was a little puzzled why the person on the other side didn't speak when the phone was connected.

"I'm Ji Qingyan."

Liang Ruoxu was stunned, he did not expect to receive a call from Ji Qingyan.

This made her, who had seen big wind and waves, feel a little overwhelmed and didn't know how to deal with it.

"Hello, Mr. Ji."

"You, do you have any news about him?"

"The contact over there was interrupted, but he sent a message more than ten hours ago. People are safe, so don't worry."

There was silence for a few seconds, neither of them spoke, or rather, they didn't know what to say.

"Wait a minute, it's been so long, there may be new news, I'll ask again."

Regardless of whether Ji Qingyan agreed or not, Liang Ruoxu put the phone aside until he walked out of the room, and the sense of urgency gradually disappeared.

She felt uncomfortable, as if she had been picked up.

If she hadn't missed her to the extreme, Ji Qingyan would not have called herself this way.

Her love is deeper than anyone else.

"Yo, why did you come out? Do you want to go to the toilet? I'll help you there."

Seeing Liang Ruoxu coming out, her grandmother said, and got up to help her.

"No, I want to ask my grandpa something."

Liang Xianghe, who was reading the newspaper, looked up at his granddaughter, "About Lin Yi?"

Liang Ruoxu nodded, "Is there any news now?"

"I sent a lot of emails, but I haven't received a reply. It should be that the signal has been blocked."

"The island nation's officials haven't found his trace yet. How did they accurately block the signal?"

"I guess it is indiscriminate shielding. Except for the urban area, all signals in the suburbs are blocked."

Liang Xianghe put down the newspaper, sighed, and said:

"This is not a good sign. It shows that the official people are very close to Lin Yi, and danger may happen at any time."

Liang Ruoxu panicked and almost fell, Liang Xianghe hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

"What's wrong with you now, you can't handle this matter anymore?" Liang Xianghe said:

"I don't know what's going on, what if I fall down?"

"Understood, Grandpa."

Responding in disappointment, Liang Ruoxu returned to the room and picked up the phone again.

"There is no news yet, but it's not bad news. If something really happens, there will definitely be news from there."

"Thanks."

This time it was Liang Ruoxu's turn to be silent.

"thank you too."

Neither of them hung up the phone, and the silence lasted for more than half a minute before Liang Ruoxu plucked up the courage to hang up the phone.

At that moment, she was like a deflated ball, losing all her strength.

Coincidentally, the same is true for Ji Qingyan.

Sitting slumped on the bed, it seemed that all the strength in his body had been pulled away, and his face became paler and paler.

"Yanyan..."

At this moment, Song Lan's voice sounded outside.

"What's the matter, Mom."

Ji Qingyan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, not wanting her mother to see it.

click

The door was pushed open, and Song Lan walked in from the outside, holding a large bouquet of flowers in her hand.

The white roses are packaged very luxuriously, and there is a whole bunch of them. You can tell that the price is expensive at a glance.

"What's wrong?"

"I just went out to throw out the garbage. When I came back, I found a large bouquet of flowers at the door. It was probably for you."

"For me?"

Ji Qingyan was a little surprised, since she was ~ she hasn't received these things much.

But the vast majority of people gave roses, and this was the first time someone gave themselves roses.

"I'm so old, maybe it was given to me." Song Lan said with a smile:

"I guess that kid Xiao Yi is busy and didn't have time to come back, so I bought you a bouquet of flowers and sent them back."

With that said, Song Lan handed the flowers to Ji Qingyan.

"Here, I'll go first."

Song Lan left, and Ji Qingyan held a white rose in her hand.

I searched it for a while, but found no clues, only a piece of flawless white.

But she was sure that it could never be sent by Lin Yi.

Dazed, Ji Qingyan looked at the white rose in a daze.

"Who sent it?"