He's the one who got into trouble, then lost his memory, and now she can't even bring herself to teach him a lesson.
I've had enough of this life. When will it ever end?
Thinking about that rebellious brat, Yang Qingheng's expression didn't ease much even after she got home. While changing her shoes, she casually asked the bodyguard next to her.
"Did he cause any trouble today?"
I thought I'd be bombarded with questions when I got home, but to my surprise, all the decorations in the living room were intact, and the silence was almost eerie.
The bodyguard, with a stern face, shook his head businesslike: "After returning, he walked around the courtyard a few times before going to his room with the young lady and hasn't come down since."
Oh no!
Yang Qingheng immediately sensed something was wrong and rushed upstairs, banging on the door: "Song Hengjue, open the door!"
There was no male voice coming from inside. Yang Qingheng frowned and tentatively called out, "Xu Changchang, are you in there?"
Xu Changchang was clearly feeling guilty: "Auntie, I'm here."
"Okay, sweetie, open the door now," Yang Qingheng coaxed.
There was no sound from inside; the two, one big and one small, had clearly conspired together.
She laughed in exasperation, then became stern: "Xu Changchang, kids who help others do bad things are bad kids, and bad kids don't get dessert after dinner. Today I bought your favorite strawberry mousse..."
Xu Changchang glanced behind her, swallowed hard without any backbone, and the door clicked open.
Yang Qingheng rushed in and opened the door to the inner room. It was empty; there was no one there. Then she saw the sheet tied to the window and her vision went black.
You little brat!
"This is what you meant by airtight? So tight that even a mosquito can't fly out?"
The bodyguard's serious face twitched slightly, and he said firmly, "Our duty is to guard the main gate of the courtyard and monitor Mr. Song's every move. The back door is not within my responsibility."
Yang Qingheng was speechless. She clutched her chest, raised her other hand, and closed her eyes tightly: "Alright, shut up. It won't do you any good to anger your employer."
"Hurry up and go find them." Fang Nan couldn't help but facepalm as he looked at the bodyguards standing there dumbfounded, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
These people were all hired by a bodyguard company introduced by his friend. He was thinking of supporting his friend's business, but he never expected them to be so unreliable.
This woman is going to eat him alive in a minute!
Fang Nan didn't dare turn his head to look at Yang Qingheng, and silently lit a candle in his heart.
The phone in her bag rang twice, and Yang Qingheng answered almost instinctively: "Song Hengjue, are you trying to die? I'm telling you..."
"Hello, this is the police station. Are you the owner of this phone?" A serious and steady voice came from the other end.
Yang Qingheng breathed a sigh of relief and raised her hand to signal the bodyguard not to go out: "I am his fiancée. May I ask which police station he is at? I will come to pick him up."
Yang Qingheng never imagined that she would be in the same police station for the second time this month, the last time being when she was escorting Gu Yiyi.
"Are you Song Hengjue's family member?" As soon as she entered, a policeman who looked somewhat familiar strode up to her.
Yang Qingheng nodded.
"Well, we were on duty outside just now, and your...fiancé," he said carefully before continuing, "we accidentally bumped into him."
In the end, he himself became embarrassed.
That section of road has been under construction and closed for several days. A new police officer in the team wanted to test drive the car there, but unexpectedly, someone suddenly jumped out of the bushes. In his nervousness, he couldn't even step on the brakes.
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