As Song Ziqing continued walking into the store, he saw some more uniquely shaped ornaments.
There was a ceramic doll with its face painted with strange colors and a sinister smile; and a rusty iron bird with its wings slightly open, as if it were about to take flight.
These strange and unusual items broadened Song Ziqing's horizons, and she couldn't help but marvel at the shop owner's unique taste.
Seeing that she was enjoying what she was looking at, Lin Chengyu simply paid for everything his wife had seen and had his bodyguard pack it all up and ship it back to Hong Kong.
Shortly afterward, the bodyguards arrived and safely escorted Song Ziqing and Lin Chengyu back to their hotel.
On the bus, Song Ziqing told Roger about his discovery and asked them to investigate the woman and her accomplices.
Roger said he would launch an investigation as soon as possible and ensure the safety of Song Ziqing and Lin Chengyu.
Back at the hotel, Song Ziqing felt exhausted.
She decided to take a good rest and recover her mental strength.
At the same time, she also hoped that the bodyguards could find more clues about the woman and their plans.
When Roger wanted to lead the team, Lin Chengyu stopped him and reminded him, "You can take a few pictures of that woman, develop them, and give them to my mother so she can see if the woman in the photos is an old acquaintance of hers."
Roger nodded in agreement and arranged for people to follow up. After returning to her room, Song Ziqing took a hot bath and fell into a deep sleep. Lin Chengyu, on the other hand, sat on the sofa, pondering the reasons behind this series of events.
The next morning, after waking up, Song Zi felt much better.
She tidied herself up and came out of her room, only to see Lin Chengyu sitting in the living room reading a newspaper.
When Lin Chengyu saw his wife wake up, he rushed over to her, gently kissed her forehead, and asked with concern, "Baby, is your headache any better?"
Song Ziqing slowly opened her eyes, feeling her lover's warm care, and smiled as she replied, "I feel much better! I fell asleep after exhausting my mental energy last night, and when I woke up this morning, I felt as if my mental energy had increased."
After saying that, she concentrated her energy and tried to explore her field of vision. As she expected, her mental strength seemed to gradually increase with use, although the increase was not significant.
Lin Chengyu was delighted upon hearing this and suggested, "In that case, why don't you come downstairs with me to the restaurant for breakfast?"
He thought to himself, there's nothing to do early in the morning, and my stomach is indeed starting to rumble.
Song Ziqing nodded in agreement.
Just before leaving, she suddenly remembered that there might be some new developments with the bodyguards, so she asked them about it.
Lin Chengyu shook his head and replied, "We haven't received any news yet, but Roger and the others have sent the woman's photo to my mother. I expect she'll call me soon to let me know how it's going."
The two walked down the stairs together; it was already 8:30 in the morning.
The restaurant was sparsely populated, with only a handful of people dining.
Sunlight streamed through the window, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the floor.
They chose a window seat and sat down, where the waiter warmly handed them the menu.
Lin Chengyu ordered a nutritious breakfast for Song Ziqing, and the two of them enjoyed the beautiful scenery outside the window while waiting for the food to be served.
Breakfast was taken care of in less than half an hour.
In the elevator going upstairs, Song Ziqing suddenly said, "Honey, we'll have to bring a chef with us when we go abroad to study. I always feel that no matter how luxurious the food is, it's not quite to my liking!"
“Even if you hadn’t mentioned it, I had already considered this issue and discussed it with the chefs in my family. We will bring Zhang Jie, the Cantonese chef in our family, with us.”
Firstly, he is relatively young and has a strong learning ability. While working diligently, he also makes sure to learn the signature dishes of various cuisines. Although he doesn't learn them perfectly, he does them quite well.
Secondly, he's an expert at making soup, which is perfect for our whole family!
Meanwhile, Zhang Lihua, who was staying at a hotel near Cambridge University in England, was looking at a fax sent from France. She examined the woman's photo on the fax carefully, and her expression became somewhat serious.
“This woman… I think I vaguely remember her, but I can’t quite place where I’ve seen her before,” Zhang Lihua said, frowning.
"It's okay, honey, take your time thinking. Maybe you can recall some details."
Song Jingwei comforted her, his gaze unconsciously drifting to the middle-aged woman in the fax. Looking at her, he also had a feeling of déjà vu.
"Judging from what Qingqing and Chengyu said, this woman must know me, and it is because of me that she has her eye on her."
Zhang Lihua doesn't remember offending anyone abroad. After all, she was a good girl when she was in school, and her first love was with Song Jingwei.
Later, during her sophomore year of college, her parents died unexpectedly. It was only because of Song Jingwei's companionship that she was able to quickly emerge from the depression caused by the loss of her only two relatives.
After graduating from university, she returned to China with Song Jingwei without any ties, and even changed her British citizenship to Chinese citizenship.
In her memory, she really didn't offend anyone in France.
She studied at a university in the UK, so I wonder if that woman might be one of her friends from junior or senior high school.
After listening to Zhang Lihua mutter for a while, Song Jingwei suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked, "Wife, isn't that woman the neighbor you mentioned before? Didn't you tell me that your family has another family near the vineyard in France?"
That family has a daughter who is about your age and you used to have a good relationship with her. However, their family went bankrupt when you were in college, and your parents also died unexpectedly at the same time.
Once you've calmed down, you'll say you can't find that woman. Look, isn't this your old neighbor or friend?
He knew this woman a few days ago when he was looking through his wife's childhood photos at a vineyard in France. He seemed to have seen a picture of his wife with a short-haired girl.
Looking at the photo of the woman in the fax, his features were somewhat similar to those of the straight-haired girl, but one had straight hair and the other had curly hair, and their ages were quite different, so he could only guess.
Hearing her husband's words, Song Lihua remembered everything. She stared at the fax for a long time before saying, "Is she really Annie?! My God, it's only been twenty years, but she's changed so much. She looks so much older than she is! I wonder if it's because life is hard that she's targeting our daughter?!"
As soon as she recalled Annie's situation, she quickly called her daughter and husband to inform them.
Song Ziqing and Lin Chengyu answered Zhang Lihua's call. After hearing her mention the woman's situation, they nodded repeatedly, indicating that they understood.
Just then, the doorbell rang, and Roger walked in.
"There's been progress." Roger frowned, his face grave. "After a thorough investigation, we've identified the mysterious woman—her name is Annie, and she's a notorious international jewel thief!"
Even more shocking is her recent frequent appearances at various large-scale auctions, behaving very strangely, as if she were desperately searching for some rare treasure.
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