After a round of soaking and pressing, the clothes and hair above wenwanwan's chest were wet.

Without any sense of crime, a fat and a thin man threw Wen wanwan back into the small warehouse and soon left.

Already unconscious Wen wanwan was lying on the cold floor, tired star eyes closed tightly.

She's still in that dream, that dream 12 years ago

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Take a private plane to Yan Shengli in city a overnight, get off the plane, and go directly from Yan Family Mansion to Xiangting waterside pavilion.

As soon as he reached the gate of No. 8 in area a, he smelled the smell of traditional Chinese medicine and the smell of corruption after burning.

Yan Shengli's heart is tight. She strides in, and Yan Zhizhi follows her closely.

Everything in the room has not changed, the only difference is that the kitchen and dining room have been burned out of shape.

However, how can there be such a strong flavor of traditional Chinese medicine?

Yan Shengli was deeply confused, and his mood was very restless at the moment.

"It's the second sister-in-law's mobile phone!"

The voice of words came from the living room, and Yan Shengli quickly turned and walked past.

Sure enough, it's Wen wanwan's mobile phone. Yan Shengli reaches for it and clearly sees that besides him, there are several calls from Ning Tongtong, and there's a note that it's Xu banniang.

Yan Shengli soon understood what was going on.

Today is Tuesday, Wen wanwan didn't go to class, so as the head teacher, Xu banniang will naturally call her.

However, Wen wanwan's mobile phone is lying on the sofa, but she is missing.

"What happened to little sister-in-law?"

In other words, I am extremely confused and worried at the same time.

Yan Shengli put away Wen wanwan's mobile phone and focused on the bag of traditional Chinese medicine on the tea table.

Why is there traditional Chinese medicine?

He picked it up and found the medical record.

The name of Wen wanwan is clearly written on it. Is she ill?

After just a few days away, my little airport got sick? Now I don't know where people have gone

Yan Shengli's heart began to be confused, but he was still trying to restrain himself and calm down.

"Second brother, what shall we do now?"

In other words, she was extremely worried. Wen wanwan was never an irresponsible person. Suddenly she disappeared like this. There was definitely something wrong with her.

Yan Shengli is silent, holding Wen wanwan's mobile phone tightly in his hand, his sword eyebrows are wrinkled tightly, and his heart beats unnaturally.

He was sure that Wen wanwan must have been here before the fire!

I just don't know what happened later.

Yan Shengli speculates silently and raises his deep eyes.

"Well, let's go to see the property monitoring."

"Good!"

In other words, nod your head and follow up quickly.

Yan Shengli was in a difficult mood and walked towards the door with a big stride. When he got to the steps of the door, the familiar black fountain pen came into his sight.

There is a strong uneasiness to the bottom of my heart, Yan Shengli squats down, and Yan Zhizhi stops.

"What's the matter?"

Words of doubt, see words holy glass hand picked up a pen.

"It's Wan Wan's pen."

The voice is very light.

He took up the pen and held it tightly, his fist against his thin lip, an indescribable pain in his good-looking amber eyes.

He knew that something had really happened to her.

Otherwise, her pen would not have fallen in such a place.

Looking at the appearance of Yan Shengli's forbearance, Yan Zhizhi was uneasy and uncomfortable.

"Second brother?"

In other words, looking at him anxiously, I saw such an indescribable look on Yan Shengli's face for the first time in my life.