Song Zhiyu took two steps forward. As soon as he moved his arms, his chest felt painful.
He lowered his head and saw Ji Wuyin's fingers spread out and slapping him on the chest.
"Here you go." Ji Wuyin's breath was unsteady, and she pinched his strong arm to steady her center of gravity.
Song Zhiyu lowered his just-raised arm and found the small note in her hand.
When I opened it, it read - Song Zhiyu helped me find someone. I promised him one condition and I will never go back on it.
The short sentence was so scrawled that even the three words "Ji Wuyin" signed at the end were connected together.
It can be seen that it was written out of desperation.
You're in such a hurry, why did you write a note specifically?
Is this a sequelae of recording?
Song Zhiyu laughed angrily, his dark eyes darkened, but his voice was scornful: "Who are you looking for?"
Ji Wuyin's eyes flashed and he said, "I - two younger brothers."
She glanced at Song Jingcheng beside her, nodded politely to him, then held Song Zhiyu's shoulders and leaned closer to his ear.
The light fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, like a blooming rose.
Song Zhiyu narrowed his eyes, and the warm breath moved away. He realized that she was talking about a small town in Country M.
younger brother?
He chuckled, twirled the signature on the note with his thumb and index finger, and asked with unclear meaning: "Any conditions are acceptable?"
Ji Wuyin raised his eyes and saw that the distance between the two was very close.
She saw in his eyes that he was determined to win.
Her chest twitched, and she added: "It's not okay to do things that harm Ji's family."
Song Zhiyu raised his eyebrows, he had never seen her begging for help like this.
Not only was there no sign of asking for help, but the bargaining chips were only added at the negotiating table.
but……
His eyes flickered over her voluptuous red lips, and he put away the note, "Send me the details on my phone."
In addition to concealing Zhouzhou's identity, Ji Wuyin sent the entire incident and location to Song Zhiyu.
The wrong call she made just now gave her time to wake up, so she couldn't rush there rashly.
Now it is certain that Jiu'an is hiding with Zhouzhou. She doesn't have many people and it will take time to find her.
It would be faster to let someone with a wider sphere of influence look for it.
If Song Zhiyu’s people find Zhouzhou first, as long as Zhouzhou is safe, she can—
"Yinyin, why don't you go in?"
Zhou Qingnan glanced at the closed box door diagonally opposite and walked towards Ji Wuyin.
Ji Wuyin gathered his thoughts and the extra expression on his face disappeared completely.
She pressed the door handle and said, "Waiting for you."
*
Song Zhiyu contacted his confidants in country M, arranged the matter, and then switched back to the message page.
This was the first time that he received such a long list of words from Ji Wu Yinfa that he had to scroll down to read in full.
Even when they first got together, she never sent him a long message.
None of them like to chat on their phones.
"Ayu."
Song Zhiyu looked up.
Father Song crossed his hands on the table and asked with a serious face, "What do you think?"
Song Zhiyu slid his finger across the avatar on the screen and said softly: "No idea."
"Aren't you just kidding?" Song's father said, "You have no idea how to fall in love with this little girl?"
"You have to take responsibility after we talk. How did I teach you..."
When Song Zhiyu heard this, he lowered his head and smiled mockingly.
A new message popped up on the page. He clicked on it and saw that it was from Song Jingcheng next to him.
——Really identified as Yin Yin?
He turned off his phone and raised his eyelids.
Father Song was still talking non-stop, and he had the aura to not give up until he was convinced.
"Let's talk for another two months. Once things stabilize, we'll take them home and have a meal together." Song's father paused and picked up the cup.
Song Zhiyu rubbed his ears and said "hmm".
Song Jingcheng, who was waiting for his reply, was startled for a moment, and then looked at him thoughtfully.
