Fu Shiyan is in Jiangcheng.

A residential building that is almost abandoned, creepers are winding up the rough walls, behind it is a beautiful government building, under the blue sky and white clouds, the gap between the rich and the poor is vividly reflected on the real estate.

There were only a few people in the residential building traveling, all of them were elderly people. Some people passed by and looked curiously at the luxury car behind Fu Shiyan.

Secretary Huo said that too many people have moved out here, and there should be no clues.

Fu Shiyan's eyes were sharp: "Wait downstairs."

Climbing up the stairs, the very narrow corridor has only a few dim lights above the head, which flicker on and off, abruptly creating a strange scene in a horror movie.

The female voice on the phone just now was very calm. She asked him some business matters, and finally her voice suddenly softened: "Can you come back on the [-]th?"

He immediately replied: "Yes."

He owed her a lot, but she still remembered his birthday, which shouldn't matter.

At this time, an old lady in simple clothes passed by, "Young man, are you looking for someone? There is no one here, so you can look elsewhere."

Secretary Huo still followed, "Boss Fu, we should go."

"Let's go."

On the [-]th, Jiang Shu was in the Ming Garden, making cakes with the chef.

In fact, I didn't intend to do this at all, and Fu Shiyan probably wouldn't like to eat this kind of food either.

But thinking about it is always a good idea. When she was a child, she cared about her birthday the most.

Jiang Shu came out of the kitchen halfway and answered a call. It was Qing Ying. At this time, she insisted on going back to the studio because there was something urgent.

Jiang Shu told Ju Mama,

"Madam, can you come back tonight?"

The cake is almost done.

Without thinking about it, Jiang Shu replied, "Of course I will come back."

Fu Shiyan returned home at dusk, "Where's your wife?"

"Go out and say to come back at night."

Chrysanthemum's mother hurriedly led Fu Shiyan to the kitchen, coaxing him to be happy: "Look, my wife made the cake by herself."

Fu Shiyan's mood was of course joyful and joyful. Afterwards, he couldn't sit still when dealing with official business in the study. He came out to visit every few minutes and asked the servant: "Is your wife back?"

The answer is always disappointing.

Fu Shiyan bent his lips, and suddenly felt that he was 18 years old again, frizzy and impulsive.

He thought, it doesn't matter, wait a little longer, Jiang Shu will not miss the appointment.

Because he thought so, he kept holding back from contacting her.

But who knows, waiting aimlessly like this until ten o'clock, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock in the evening, after midnight on the 21th, until three o'clock in the morning on the [-]st, Jiang Shu never came back.

The whole Mingyuan was brightly lit, and Fu Shiyan went into a rage in an instant, and the phone almost exploded, but Jiang Shu couldn't be reached.

Under the heavy loss and intense worry, he gave an order in the middle of the night: "At eight o'clock in the morning at the latest, you will find my wife for me!"

A lot of people were mobilized to search the whole city.

This birthday ended without a problem. Fu Shiyan went out in person and asked Mo Yi to drive there. After quietly probing, Jiang Shu was not found.The car was galloping on the road, and then went to the studio, but it was also in vain.

He asked someone to look up the communication records on her phone, and finally found Qingying. She was woken up in the middle of the night, and she was terrified when she heard the news, "I did meet Xiaoshu, but we separated within half an hour. !"

I had no choice but to continue to check, check the monitor, check the phone number, but I couldn't find anything.

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