Chapter 689

More than an hour later, Yao Susu got the news from Ling Moxue, "Mama Zheng did go with her son, they boarded a taxi, the driver contacted him, and he said he took the mother and son of the Zheng family to the bus station. "

Yao Susu hurriedly asked, "Did you take the last bus?"

"The people I sent have been to the bus station and watched the surveillance. They didn't take a bus, but followed a man in a black shirt. The license plate number on the vehicle was blocked. Did they go to Mother Zheng's hometown? , it is not clear yet."

Yao Susu's heart was still hanging, she muttered in disbelief: "Why don't they buy a ticket and take the public car?"

"It's probably too late, there is no car." Ling Moxue guessed, "So I found a black car."

"Xueer, thank you."

"You're welcome, your business is mine. If you need help, you can always come to me."

"Okay." Yao Susu put away her phone, stood there with her head down.

Seeing that she was preoccupied, Cao Hui gently persuaded her: "Don't be sad, Mama Zheng has a son by her side, she will be fine."

Yao Susu sniffed, and said in a low voice, "Mama Zheng will die if she doesn't see a doctor and take medicine." tqR1

This made Cao Hui's heart heavy. He thought for a while and said, "Since they have already gone back, I don't know where they are, or...you and I go back to our courtyard first, and wait for Zheng Yihua to come back tomorrow." , are you going to look for him again?"

Yao Susu smiled faintly, "Thank you, take me to Qinglian Lane."

...

Yao Susu hadn't come back for several days, standing at the gate of Qinglian Lane, looking at this beautiful small villa, with mixed feelings for a long time before she took out the key and entered the house.

Climbing up to the attic, she was about to find clothes to take a cold shower when the phone in her bag rang.

She hurriedly took it out, and seeing that it was Zheng Yihua's call, her heart skipped a beat and she stuttered, "Yi...Yihua, hello."

"Sister Susu, is your mother okay?" Zheng Yihua's voice was calm and natural.

Yao Susu took a breath, "...OK."

"Are you with her in the hospital?"

"Yeah."

"Then you give her the phone, and I'll have a word with her."

Yao Susu opened her mouth wide and her face froze.

"Miss Susu?"

"Ah...Yi Hua, mom, she just went to the bathroom." Yao Susu replied in a panic, with beads of sweat streaming down her forehead.

"Oh, forget it." Zheng Yihua paused, and then spoke softly, "Susu, thank you for your hard work. You and mom should go to bed early."

Susu?

He called himself Susu?

Before Yao Susu could react from the surprise, the sound of "beep beep beep" hanging up came from her ear.

She was stunned, in a trance like a dream...

It wasn't until the phone rang again that she came to her senses, blinked, looked down at the phone screen, and found that the number on it was unfamiliar, she frowned suspiciously, "Hey, who are you?"

"Susu, I'm Aunt Zhao." The voice from that side coughed, as if she had a cold.

"Zhao Qin?" Yao Susu's nerves tensed all of a sudden, her eyes widened again, "Why did you call me?"

"I can't get through to your brother, so I have to find you."

"Don't you have a phone at home?"

"I called at the neighbor's house, Susu, Aunt Zhao, please tell your brother tomorrow that his sister wants to see him, and ask him to go over sometime."

Yao Susu's shoulders slumped, and she lazily replied, "I see."

After hanging up the phone, she suddenly remembered that she had lied to Zheng Yihua just now, what if he came back tomorrow and found that Zheng's mother was not there?

He gave his mother to himself, but he didn't take good care of her...

Yao Susu felt guilty for a while, and the little sweetness that had risen in her heart before immediately made the sadness obliterated again.

Tomorrow, I hope to find Mama Zheng smoothly.

...

London, Gu's Manor.

"Mi Rongxing!" There was a roar from downstairs, and Mi Rongxing, who was still stunned by the shock, rolled off the bed.

"Ah Ming..." He touched his buttocks, squinted his eyes to look around, tears rolled out of his eyes, "Mom, where is this?"

No one answered him, so he got up again, opened the curtain and looked outside...

On the green lawn dyed with the morning glow, Ling Qiyang was already running in a white sportswear. His majestic grandfather was looking at his window with his hands on his hips...

"Stinky boy, what are you still looking at?" Gu Jincheng roared again.

Mi Rongxing was shocked, his eyes flashed...

God, this is not N City, this is London, the first morning in London.

He took a step back, squeezed his head with both hands, and finally remembered that when he first arrived here, his grandfather sent a car to pick him up, and then said to the three children in the car——

"Come here to spend the summer vacation not to play and eat every day. Grandpa has already made a study and exercise plan for you. I will implement military training for you. Everything is under my command."

After sitting on the plane for more than ten hours, Mi Rongxing was a little dizzy. When he heard Ling Qiyang agreeing readily, Little Pickled Cabbage was in a daze, while he looked dazed and didn't respond.

As a result, he was hit on the head, and the majestic grandpa asked, "Do you understand?"

He straightened his body, half dazed and half awake, "Understood."

So, is he going downstairs for a run now?

Looking back, Mi Rongxing suddenly felt that the sky that had just lit up was dark again.

He lowered his hands, covered his buttocks, and moved his mouth, "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

He left the window and rushed to the bathroom with bare feet...

Downstairs, Ling Qiyang was sweating profusely from running, while his sister was still pouting in Gu Mingxuan's arms, "Daddy, my feet are sore."

Gu Mingxuan hugged her lovingly and kneaded her little feet, "Didn't you rest well? Why are your feet sore all of a sudden?"

"It's cold to sleep at night, and my feet are frozen outside." Little Pickled Cabbage lowered her head, her eyelashes fluttered, and she curled her little finger.

Gu Mingxuan pursed his lips and smiled, "Baby, do you mean that your feet are sore from freezing? But it's Xia Tian now."

"It's cooler here in summer..."

"So, it's suitable for exercising."

"Sore feet."

"Hehe..." Gu Mingxuan laughed out loud, "Baby is so delicate, it seems that she is not suitable to be a female pilot when she grows up."

Hearing this, Little Pickled Cabbage flicked her eyelids, raised her head, blinked her eyes, and glanced outside the door.

"One two one, one two one! Don't go too fast, keep a constant speed, and swing your arms..." Gu Jincheng's voice was loud and passionate.

Little Pickle's head slowly leaned against Gu Mingxuan's shoulder, his little brows frowned, and he muttered, "I haven't had breakfast yet, so I can't seem to run."

As soon as she finished speaking, a thick and stern voice came from outside the door: "Yue'er, come out!"

Little Pickled Cabbage was startled, and then she fell off Gu Mingxuan's body like chicken blood, and responded loudly: "Grandpa, I'm here!"

"Hehe..." Gu Mingxuan couldn't help laughing seeing his daughter running fast in a vest and breeches.

"Mi Rongxing!" Gu Jincheng yelled upstairs again.