Song Yi said to the man in front of him with a gloomy face: "Ever since I was able to return to the mainland, I have been asking the mainland to find the whereabouts of you and your great grandfather. Even if you go back now, the result will be the same. It is better to wait until you are better and then go."

Zhang Xingzu quickly spoke up for Song Yi: "Brother Zongtang, my brother Song really spends a lot of money every year and asks many people to go to the mainland to look for you and your great grandfather. I'm not lying to you, I'm going back to the mainland this time, first for business, and second to give money to those who look for you."

Fang Zongtang looked at the two of them silently and smiled.

"I didn't say I'm going back now, I just asked casually. I just came back. I've been away for ten years. I haven't seen the changes in Hong Kong clearly, and I don't want to leave so soon."

She knew that Song Yi would not lie to her about this matter.

He had been looking for so long and hadn't found it. If she went back, the result wouldn't change much.

Just as Zhang Xingzu was about to speak, the phone rang.

After explaining things to the person on the other end of the phone in a few words, he couldn't sit still anymore.

"Brother Zongtang, Brother Song, I have something to do. You guys eat first and I'll talk to you tomorrow." Zhang Xingzu seemed really anxious. As he spoke, he pushed the chair in.

Fang Zongtang: "It doesn't have to be tomorrow. You can come to us whenever you are done with your work!"

Zhang Xingzu quickly put on a silly smile, turned back and waved to the two of them as he walked away.

Song Yi picked up another piece of food for Fang Zongtang with his chopsticks, and this time she ate it.

"You don't have to keep picking it up for me, you can eat it too!"

Song Yi smiled and nodded softly.

On the way back, she suggested going to see the villa where the antiques were kept, and Song Yi remembered something.

"Do you want to go to the bank where your great grandfather kept the things you gave you?"

She originally intended to go and see it tomorrow, but now that things have come to this, she must go and see it.

"As for viewing antiques, we'll have to wait until tomorrow."

Song Yi glanced at her and said nothing.

After arriving at the place, she finally understood why Song Yi said he wanted to "take a look".

“Why can I only see the deposit slips and not the things?”

Song Yi took a letter from the bank manager.

"Grandpa once said that before the time comes, you are not allowed to even look at the box. You can only look at the deposit slip!"

The letter was handwritten by her great-grandfather, and she could recognize the handwriting at a glance.

What was written in the letter was basically the same as what Song Yi said.

Not a word of nonsense at all, but it really pissed her off.

She slammed the letter on the counter and glared at Song Yi angrily: "Is he your great-grandfather or my great-grandfather?"

Song Yi's eyes flashed with a smile: "Of course it's our great grandfather."

Fang Zongtang said in an incredulous tone: "My great-grandfather's elbow is about to be bent into the armpit!"

Song Yi smiled, gently lifted her hand, and carefully put the letter away.

"Letter, should we take it back or keep it in the bank?"

Fang Zongtao took a deep breath, thought about it seriously, and suddenly his eyes became bright.

"Put it in the bank. I'll bring the traitor over to take a look some other day and make him angry!" When she thought of the traitor's expression, she felt better.

Song Yi didn't expect her to say that, but after listening to her, it seemed like what he expected.

"good."

He carefully put the letter away and handed it back to the bank manager.

The two left the bank and headed straight for Queen's Road.

The house where the antiques are stored is on Champs-Elysées, southwest of Queen's Road.

Everyone who lives nearby is a well-known figure in Hong Kong.

The villa was guarded by four bodyguards. After entering, Song Yi took her directly to the main hall.

"I was worried that the things would get damp if kept in the warehouse, so I put them in the room where I live. In order to prevent people from taking advantage of the place, I didn't ask the nanny to clean it. Whenever I have time, I come over to clean it myself."