Mrs. Chen said something again, but Pan Xiaolian's face became even more flushed.
"Auntie, I don't know how to thank you. Wait, I'll come to you now."
"Don't be so anxious. You still have some loose ends to take care of. Okay, I get it."
Pan Xiaolian's tone became a little disappointed, but she soon became excited again: "Auntie, I'll wait for your good news."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Father Pan was listening from the side.
But I was completely confused.
"What on earth are you and your aunt talking about?"
"Nothing," Pan Xiaolian said with an uncontrollable smile on her lips. "Anyway, my aunt said I'll be able to marry into the Song family soon. Dad, aren't you going out? Hurry up and go out."
Father Pan frowned.
An ominous premonition swept through my heart.
But think about it, Mrs. Chen would never harm her own niece.
He said, "Okay, I'm leaving."
After saying that, he went to the hospital.
When they arrived at the hospital, Pan's father learned that Song Qingyu had been discharged.
"Then do you know where the patient lives?" Pan's father asked the nurse.
The nurse knew Mr. Pan’s identity and did not say it was the patient’s privacy.
He turned around and looked for Song Qingyu's medical record.
After a while, she really found it.
The address is filled in on the medical record.
Father Pan took a picture of the address, but his eyes inadvertently fell on Song Qingyu's name.
"This name sounds so familiar, why do I feel like I've heard it somewhere..." Father Pan looked at Song Qingyu's name and muttered softly.
Lu Wentao heard it, but did not answer.
He knew why Father Pan felt that the name Song Qingyu sounded familiar.
Because it was this person who prevented mom and dad from being together.
Lu Wentao's thoughts went back to the night of the auction.
That day, while queuing to enter, he saw Song Qingyu at first sight.
Those beautiful eyes are so recognizable.
Even through the mask.
He still recognized it at a glance.
So, he deliberately stood guard at the bathroom door.
Just waiting for Song Qingyu to appear.
He wanted to ask Song Qingyu why she didn't let his parents be together.
However, when Song Qingyu stood in front of him and asked him gently, he felt a long-lost warmth.
All the questions were stuck in my throat.
That night, Song Qingyu stood beside him, holding his hand the whole time.
As if afraid that he would disappear.
The worry penetrated his skin and reached his heart.
Over the years, apart from the nanny who had taken care of him since he was a child, he only had the same feeling towards Song Qingyu.
He suddenly didn't want the auction to end so soon.
But things don't always go as planned.
Grandpa came out and took him away.
However, he never dreamed that he would see Song Qingyu again.
When he smelled that familiar smell in the hospital, he almost suspected that there was something wrong with his nose.
When he followed the scent and found Song Qingyu, he...
I don’t know how to describe my feelings at that time.
It's like finding a treasure.
But it was obviously Song Qingyu who prevented his parents from being together.
Why...why is he so attached to...a bad guy.
Lu Wentao didn't understand.
Although he is smarter than other children of his age.
But he is just a child after all.
"We're here. This is the villa."
Father Pan's voice pulled Lu Wentao out of his thoughts.
He looked at the towering villa in front of him, and his heart began to pound again.
immediately!
You can see her!
And at this time.
In the room, Song Qingyu was pressed by two big men in front of the toilet. She struggled desperately, "Let me go! Let me go!"
However, no matter how shrilly she screamed, the two big men still pushed her onto the toilet indifferently.
"Who sent you here? It was Qiao Lanxin, right?"
Song Qingyu raised her head stubbornly.
When the two big men saw this, they frowned, looked at each other, and then tacitly pressed Song Qingyu's head, like pressing down a donkey, forcing Song Qingyu to drink toilet water.
Song Qingyu, a woman, was simply not strong enough to resist the power of two men.
Even though she almost broke her teeth.
The head was also pressed down little by little.
Soon, it will be approaching the toilet water.
Just then.
The doorbell rang downstairs.
The two people looked at each other.
There was surprise in their eyes.
Didn’t the employer say that there were only two people in this villa?
No one else will come.
One of them winked at the other, who understood and turned to go downstairs.
The person who didn't go downstairs was not idle either. He stuffed a rag into Song Qingyu's mouth, blocking her cry for help before she could even speak.
The person who went downstairs reached the door and took a look at the surveillance camera.
I found out that it was just an old man and a child.
So I didn't take it to heart.
Open the door directly.
"Who are you looking for?" the man asked.
Father Pan thought he was just the housekeeper and didn't think much about it. "Excuse me, does Miss Song Qingyu live here?"
"No." The big man said and was about to close the door.
Father Pan quickly stopped him: "But, this is the address on it."
He took out his cell phone and showed it to the big man.
The big man took a look and said calmly, "Oh, so you're talking about Miss Song. She does live here, but she's not at home today because she has something to do. Do you have anything to do with her?"
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