"What do you want?" Standing in the same place, Su Xiaocheng asked without looking back.

"I want very simple, I want you not to hurt your sister, let her be a simple little woman, don't be pulled into these messy things." Bu Lingfeng stands up and looks at Su Xiaocheng's back. He always feels that this man seems to be planning something, but he just doesn't know what he will do.

As if he had heard some funny joke, Su Xiaocheng sneered, shook his head and left the family.

This confused and unknown state makes Bu Lingfeng feel a little uneasy. His brother-in-law won't make a big surprise for him. Thinking about him, he feels that the responsibility on his shoulders is a little heavier.

Holding a mobile phone file in one hand, bu Lingfeng, who is walking upstairs, can't help but step back two steps when she sees a hairdresser sitting on the stairs. When she sees that the person is Su Xiaoyan, she can't help patting her heart. She is finally relieved.

"What are you doing here if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" The tone of Bu Lingfeng's speech is a bit of panic, obviously just scared.

Smell speech head buried in the knee of Su Xiaoyan slowly raised her head, will not know when all run to the front of the hair to the back of the head, try twice can not squeeze out smile, she resolutely give up, "he left?"

"I'm afraid you've been sitting here. Haven't you heard everything?" Bu Lingfeng said as he walked to her and squatted down. When he touched her cold hand, he couldn't help frowning. "How long have you been sitting here? Are your legs numb?"

"A little bit." She moved her leg gently, and the pain made her frown.

Bu Lingfeng sighed helplessly. She kneaded her calf and said, "I really don't know how you lived your life at the beginning. I don't know how to take care of your body at all."

"No, it's an accident today. I'm just wondering if Dr. Zhao's schizophrenia is true." Su Xiaoyan sighed and said that if there is a mental illness, there is an explanation for these abnormalities.

After hesitating for a moment, bu Lingfeng hands Su Xiaoyan her mobile phone. After reading the content above, she can't help but stare at her eyes, "paranoid? Violent tendencies? Schizophrenia? Victim delusion? Did Dr. Zhao say all the questions? Or is Su Xiaocheng really, so, so abnormal? "

"Dr. Zhao said that, that's probably it, but it's still necessary to make a formal diagnosis. However, judging from Su Xiaocheng's appearance, he should know his own problems. I'm afraid he doesn't want to treat them." Thinking about Su Xiaocheng's attitude, bu Lingfeng starts to plan in her heart. How can she control him and not let him hurt her wife and children? This is the most important thing.

Both husband and wife have their own worries, but they don't speak any more. After su Xiaoyan feels her legs are more comfortable, they don't say anything more when they go back to their room.

In the morning, after seeing off Bu Lingfeng and Su Xiaobao one by one, Su Xiaoyan went back upstairs to sleep again. As her children grew older and older, she only felt that she was getting more and more tired, so the sleeping time was naturally extended by her.

After eating, sleeping and eating, Su Xiaoyan feels a little guilty. She thinks she is in a good spirit. She just goes to the kitchen and makes cakes. Although her cooking skills are not very good, the two of them are very supportive.

When everything was ready, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Considering that Xiaobao might accompany the old man to dinner, she didn't rush to make a phone call. She sat on the sofa and played with her mobile phone.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Su Xiaoyan finally couldn't help calling the old house, "Hello, I'm Su Xiaoyan. I want to ask, what time will Xiao Bao go home?"

"The young master went home at two o'clock in the afternoon." The nanny's tone was a bit blank.

"What?" Su Xiaoyan suddenly stood up, and her voice became sharp. "You said Xiaobao started to go back at two o'clock in the afternoon?"

When she heard the nanny say yes, Su Xiaoyan only felt that her hand was shaking badly. She didn't react when she saw her mobile phone fall to the ground.

"Young lady? Young lady, what's the matter with you? " When Sister Zhang found something wrong with Su Xiaoyan, she hurriedly came up and helped her to sit on the sofa. Then she picked up her mobile phone. Seeing that it was still on the phone, she hurried up to her ear and gave a feed.

"What happened?" The voice of the old man came from the phone.

"Master, I don't know what happened, ma'am." Zhang Jie tone with a bit uneasy, seems to be su Xiaoyan's present state to frighten.

"Xiaobao is gone. They said Xiaobao went back at two o'clock in the afternoon. Now five hours have passed. I haven't seen Xiaobao at all." Su Xiaoyan suddenly opened a mouth, the content that says makes the old man of the Department that is following a telephone directly Leng.

"Give a call to bu Lingfeng. Now, immediately, arrange for someone to start looking." But after all, it was the old man who had been through the storm. The old man soon regained his composure and hung up with Sister Zhang.Naturally, Sister Zhang is very obedient. She takes the phone and dials to bu Lingfeng. After she has finished, she puts her mobile phone aside and looks at Su Xiaoyan anxiously.

"Young lady, don't worry too much. I believe the master will find the child back soon. You still have a small one in your stomach. If you are too sad, it will inevitably affect you." Don't know how to comfort just good, Zhang Jie simply direct mouth to persuade Su Xiaoyan care a little bit about his belly child.

Smell speech Su Xiaoyan can't help but reach out and touch her protruding stomach, then her tears will flow out uncontrollably. In a moment, she thought of countless kinds of bad possibilities, this feeling is going to drive her crazy.

Lying on the sofa on her side, Su Xiaoyan holds herself together and tries to calm herself down. She begins to figure out who is going to do it. When Su Xiaocheng's face appears in her mind, she suddenly sits up.

Put together a tissue to dry her tears, Su Xiaoyan grabs her mobile phone and dials Su Xiaocheng's phone. As soon as she gets through, she sobs and cries, "Xiaocheng, Xiaobao is gone, what can I do?"

"What?" Su Xiaocheng couldn't believe it. He asked in a loud voice.

"Xiaobao is gone. It's been seven hours now. Do you think anything will happen?" Su Xiaoyan said, crying more loudly.