1083: C1083 Where Did Little Ya Go

C1083 Where Did Little Ya Go

Zhuang Yichen raised his hand to block. When he saw that the person who hit him was Qiu's mother, he was stunned and did not dare to fight back. Lee Yong stood at the side anxiously and only wanted to compensate. As a good person, he pulled Qiu's mother's hand. "My dear, my dear. Calm down. Can you let the children say it themselves?"

"What can I do? Who are the children? I only have one child, Qiu Xiaoya! He is such a big man, what kind of child is he?" Qiu's mother's heart was filled with discomfort, especially after Xiaoya left.

Her heart was stifled. Xiaoya had long thought that if one day Zhuang Yichen suddenly came looking for her, that would be why he left so cleanly and did not even contact the family.

Her daughter, who had been a daughter for more than twenty years, did not even call the family for the sake of such a man.

She thought about how her daughter had committed suicide for Kang Yiyun in the past. Now, she didn't even dare to close her eyes. She couldn't even eat. If it wasn't for her husband comforting her for the whole day, she would have committed suicide by now.

She held the broom in her hand and lowered her head to bite Lee Yong's hand.

Qiu's mother had always been very tough. In the family, she had the final say in everything. Father Qiu had been listening to her from the moment he fell in love to the moment he got married. She was the queen at home and her temper had always been very tricky.

Furthermore, her living environment was not some upper-class society. The people she dealt with were all her third aunt and sixth aunt. When everyone was together, they would talk nonsense. When they quarreled, they were never afraid of anyone.

She had a bit of a shrew temperament to begin with.

Therefore, the matter of biting Lee Yong's hand went smoothly.

She waved her empty hand again and swung the broom to hit Zhuang Yichen.

Zhuang Yichen only cared about blocking his face. He hit other places and did not say anything.

"Mother, you can hit me however you want. Let me go in and talk to the little demon first. "

"Dream on!"

Zhuang Yichen's politeness and respect could only reach this point. He had been beaten up for so long and was afraid that Qiu's mother would close the door once she stopped beating. He simply grabbed Qiu's mother's shoulder and lifted her to the side.

Qiu's mother was shocked by Zhuang Yichen's strength. She was already a little fat, so Zhuang Yichen could be said to have lifted her shoulder. 1903P.

In a daze, Zhuang Yichen had already entered the house. Xiaoya's slippers were still at the door. When they were getting married, he came over to greet them. He knew that the room in the south direction was Xiaoya's. Even if Xiaoya married someone, Qiu's mother would not be willing to take the room that was facing the right direction to live in. Even if it was empty, she still had to leave it for Xiaoya.

Walking towards the room in the south, Qiu's mother could not stop him.

The door was hurriedly pushed open by Zhuang Yichen.

The smile on Zhuang Yichen's face froze. Nothing in the room had changed. It was an old tradition to go back after marriage. They had even stayed there for a night. The next day, Qiu's mother tidied up the room. Before he left, he went into the room to get his watch.

No one had lived in this room before. The blanket was folded on the bed, but a large piece of colorful cloth covered the blanket and the entire bed, preventing it from being gray.

No one had lived in this room before. There was a kind of smell that did not enter people for a long time. It was very astringent when it entered one's nose.

"Mom, where is Xiaoya?" Zhuang Yichen turned around and looked at Qiu's mother and Father Qiu, who were walking towards him with a face full of confusion and panic.

"You still want to ask me where she is?" Qiu's mother picked up a stool in the hall and threw it at Zhuang Yichen.

Zhuang Yichen stood where he was and caught the stool with his shoulder. Lee Yong shouted. "Master!" When he rushed over, it was already too late.

Zhuang Yichen grunted but did not dodge. His eyes were bloodshot. "Mom, where did Xiaoya go?"

"I don't know!"

Qiu's mother said, "Wow!" She fell to the ground like a shrew who had just finished arguing. However, her voice was so loud that even her tears were not her killer move. Instead, it was a cry that was difficult to conceal her grief, "I don't know!"

"Where did my boss go!"

"She refused to tell me!"

Qiu's mother's sad voice echoed in the room, as if someone who had lost their loved one would be so heartbroken. She didn't want to cry like this, but where did her daughter go and where was she?0

Was it safe to bring money with her? Would she encounter bad people?

All these things made it hard for her to control herself.

Zhuang Yichen was frightened by Qiu's mother's crying. He was extremely panicked. Based on his judgment, this kind of crying was not fake. It was like human cells were being cut.

He felt that the cells in his body were also being cut.

"You go! Our family does not welcome you. If you don't leave, I will call the police!" Father Qiu was never a person who knew how to argue. He wiped Qiu's mother's tears and shouted at Zhuang Yichen.

Zhuang Yichen went downstairs and the pair of shoes had already been picked up. It made sense. Xiaoya had always liked gorgeous shoes. A pair of shoes was worth tens of thousands. She threw them downstairs. Those who did not know what was good for them would not be able to help but take them home, right?

Zhuang Yichen had been stifled. He could not find a place to vent his anger. He walked into the lawn. No matter how far away Father and Mother Qiu's house was, he would go in to find them.

"Young master, don't look anymore. Someone must have picked it up. "

"Uncle Lee, you go back first. I will look for you for a while. You know. . . Little Demon likes shoes very much. I wonder how my taste is. Maybe she doesn't like them. She's always picky about clothes. " Zhuang Yichen lowered his head. He wouldn't let go of even the corners. This neighborhood wasn't big, and the lawn wasn't big either. There were only six small lawns and four small flower beds in total.

The road was narrow. Some cars stopped between the road and the lawn. After finding the lawn, Zhuang Yichen started to check the chassis of the cars.

Lee Yong followed behind without saying anything, "Young master, young madam might be going out to relax and come back in a few days. When she comes back, I'll talk to her properly. "

Zhuang Yichen did not speak, focusing on what he did. Every time he found a car, he stood up and looked at the sky, then continued. He began to hate the small community, because very quickly, he had already searched the entire community.

Although it was early spring, it was still cold at night. Lee Yong found a flashlight. The light of the flashlight was surrounded by fog. The cold air did not freeze Zhuang Yichen. Instead, he kept walking around, which made his forehead sweat.

It was dawn. He searched twice but still could not find the shoes.

The new spring model was bewitching red. The heel was a full 9cm and Xiaoya always liked high heels. Some even only wore them once or twice.

The sky turned bright, reminding Zhuang Yichen that it had been a night. He hated this kind of hint.

He finally started to lose his temper and flew into a rage at Lee Yong. "Go and adjust the surveillance! Dig three feet into the ground and I will find my shoes!"

Lee Yong immediately turned off the flashlight and went to the security room.

He knew that the young master had to dig three feet into the ground to find more than a pair of shoes. . .

There was also the young madam. . . .

He took his current ID card and looked at it several times - Jiang Xiaoyu.

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