Hehua House.
Yin Shaofan stuck his head out from the room: "Uncle Wang, a call came."
"Coming, coming." Before he finished speaking, Uncle Wang took three steps five and ran over to pick up the phone, "Second Young Master ?? Uh, looking for Assistant Tong? "
Yin Shaofan was about to withdraw, but this time he stuck his head out again: "I think when Second Young Master went to Madame Qu's place, he went out to walk his dog."
"Walking a dog?" Qu Yihong frowned slightly.
"That's right. Walking the dog, he hasn't come back yet!" "Banshan Garden is safe enough, Second Young Master doesn't have to worry about you at all."
"??" Qu Yihong glanced at the window from the corner of his eyes.
He really didn't seem to have to worry about her.
"I know." Qu Yihong hung up.
Uncle Wang glanced at the microphone that had lost its voice and smiled, "Yo, Assistant Tong is getting more and more important."
"I haven't seen you in half an hour and you're still worried." Yin Shaofan scoffed, "I really don't know how Second Young Master managed to survive the days when there weren't any women in the past."
Inside the Hexin House, Qu Yihong looked at the soundly asleep Madame Qu and leisurely stood up.
He went to the door, turned on all the lights in the yard, and walked out.
The yard was silent. The light illuminated every corner clearly, and there was no sign of little Samo.
"Tao Tao!" he shouted.
There was no reply. It was obvious that the little guy who was causing trouble had taken advantage of the earlier chaos to escape.
Thinking about Tong Tong, the corner of his lips slightly curled up.
This little Summer and she were the right match, a pair of troublemakers. Even after the incident, he still had an i
ocent expression.
At this moment, a man and a dog should be safe ??
Qu Yihong returned to his room and accompanied Madame Qu for a good while.
Looking at the time, it was getting late.
"The old lady seems fine. The medicine given by the Doctor Qian just now might be enough for the old lady to sleep until tomorrow morning. " Qiao Yuhua smiled as he entered the room, "Second Young Master Qu still has to work tomorrow, so I'll rest early. I'll be watching the old lady."
Qu Yihong leisurely stood up: "If you have anything to say, contact me immediately."
"Alright." Qiao Yuhua sat on the side of the Madame Qu's bed, "I will."
Exiting the old lady's room, Qu Yihong strode out of the Hexin House and headed towards the Hehua House.
The moon was high in the sky, and without looking at the time, it was clear that it was at least 12 o'clock. At this moment, the little woman who was causing trouble was probably sleeping soundly with the little devil, Summer.
Returning to Hehua House, it was really quiet inside, even Yin Shaofan who liked to stay up all night had fallen asleep.
Qu Yihong arrived at the second floor and stopped when he pressed his hand on the door handle. His starry eyes swept across the room in front of him.
The lights were still on.
He took a few steps forward, extended his hand, and pushed. "Assistant Tong ??"
Qu Yihong opened the door in shock and strode inside.
There was actually no one here. Not even little Samo. This pair had actually run away in fear of their own crimes.
"Tong Tong ?? ??" A low, unhappy roar finally rolled out of Qu Yihong's mouth, startling the slumbering Hehua House.
The lights in the rooms on the first floor all lit up in an instant.
"What happened to Second Young Master?" Uncle Wang, who was older and felt that it was too young, was the first to rush out.
Right after him was bodyguard Zhan Qing.
The third person was Yin Shaofan, who had walked out step by step while rubbing his eyes. He raised his head and looked up in shock, "Second Young Master, what has Assistant Tong done to you now?"
's face was ashen, he looked around at his subordinates on the first floor who were all drowsy: "Assistant Tong still hasn't come back from leaving yet?"
"Still not back yet?" Yin Shaofan was confused. He scratched his head and turned to Uncle Wang. "Have you seen Assistant Tong?"
"That ??" Uncle Wang felt a little awkward. "I saw that Second Young Master and his son didn't come back, so I thought you guys went to take a walk together. That's why ??"
The Uncle Wang lowered his head in guilt.
"What are you still standing there for?" Qu Yihong's face was dark and he was extremely unhappy, giving off the feeling that the entire Hehua House had been shaken and scattered by his voice, "Go out and look for someone immediately."
He stealthily brought little Samo with him into the old lady's courtyard, scaring the old lady senseless. He didn't even bother her anymore, yet she actually left without saying a word to him.
He had really gotten addicted to playing around. He had really spoiled her.
The few people downstairs were awoken by Qu Yihong's shouts this time, and they all walked out one by one, "Find them immediately."
As he walked out of the door, he could still hear Qu Yihong roaring from inside, "There's no need to come back until we find them."
The few men looked at each other under the starlight.
"Where can we go to find him on such a night?" Uncle Wang sighed, "Assistant Tong, ah, Assistant Tong, you are trying to destroy my old bones."
The Driver Li looked at the direction of the Luocheng thoughtfully and muttered: "Could it be that it's our turn to rush to the Luocheng in the middle of the night?"
Zhan Qing was the standard course of action. Without saying a word, he walked along the tu
el with large strides.
"Call Assistant Tong!" Yin Shaofan scratched his chin and thought for a while, then his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Right, right." Uncle Wang and Driver Li were immediately overjoyed, "Assistant Yin has a high IQ. Assistant Yin, quickly make a call. "
Under everyone's anticipating gaze, Yin Shaofan happily called out.
"It's co
ected." Yin Shaofan was ecstatic.
Afterwards, a roar shook Yin Shaofan's phone until it almost fell to the ground, "Yin Shaofan ??"
Yin Shaofan was so anxious that he quickly hung up the phone. With lingering fear in his heart, he patted his chest and said, "Assistant Tong didn't bring his phone, Second Young Master picked it up ??."
The three of them stared at each other in silence. Finally, they split up and walked in different directions.
Let's not take shortcuts and just obediently look for someone.
Congealing the exquisite and delicate phone in his hand, Qu Yihong slightly frowned, he took a glance at the night sky and muttered to himself.
Suddenly, his face darkened and he walked down the stairs.
Just as he walked down, his cell phone rang. This time it was his own cell phone that was ringing.
Qu Yihong accepted it casually.
"Second Young Master." Zhan Qing's voice sounded, "I'll guard this place at the gate. I asked the security guards and they all said that Assistant Tong didn't go out tonight. "
"Are you sure?" His voice was low.
"I'm sure." Zhan Qing was always straightforward and decisive.
"Alright, come back." Qu Yihong instructed, "Tell everyone not to go out and search anymore."
After hanging up, Qu Yihong's face became gloomy, and he did not move for a long time.
If he didn't leave the Banshan Garden, then he was inside the Banshan Garden. The Banshan Garden had dozens of small villas, where would she go?
After muttering to himself for a bit, Qu Yihong casually stuffed the phone back into his pocket and walked outside in large strides.
Just as he walked out of the door, Zhan Qing had also returned. Uncle Wang and a few others followed behind him, not daring to speak.
"You guys go back." Qu Yihong's voice became gentler as he instructed casually, "Zhan Qing, come with me."
Seeing Qu Yihong and Zhan Qing's tall and straight figures disappear into the starlight, Uncle Wang and the others looked at each other and couldn't help but scratch their heads in agreement.
Faintly, someone mumbled, "I really hope that they can go and get their certificates tomorrow, so that everyone can live for a few more decades."
Qu Yihong brought Zhan Qing and walked further and further.
Zhan Qing asked: "Second Young Master, are we going to the Third Young Master Qu's house?"
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