Chapter 27

"Secretary Chen, there are thieves in the president's office. Call the police."

Liu Lei Khan dripped.

"Thief?"

Secretary Chen was even more confused and stepped forward.

"President, President Liu is here."

"President..."

Liu Lei almost bit off his tongue, president. The thief inside is Zhuo Weiting.

"Come in, sit down and give me five minutes."

Zhuo Weiting closed his eyes, stood up, dropped his words and left the lounge.

"Secretary Chen, your company's stock has fallen?"

Secretary Chen shook his head.

"Well, your company was..."

Secretary Chen shook his head this time without waiting for Liu Lei to ask, then looked at the lounge and whispered.

"The president's wife is missing."

"Ah! Song Ziyan was kidnapped?"

Liu Lei intuitively said.

Secretary Chen shook his head and said he didn't know.

"President Liu, what would you like to drink?"

Secretary Chen dare not talk nonsense. The president is a minefield these days. If anyone accidentally steps on it, he will die without a burial place.

"Ah Ting, Mr. Zhuo, what happened?"

As soon as Liu Lei heard that Ziyan was missing, he could still sit still. He went to pat the door of the lounge and kept shouting.

"Only talk about business during working hours."

Five minutes later, Zhuo Weiting finally recovered his human appearance, but his face was expressionless, just like a stone carving.

"Was the younger brother and sister kidnapped? Could it be the Song family? Have you called the police?"

Seeing that Zhuo Weiting ignored it, Liu Lei had to speak all by himself.

"I have called the police. Yan'er left by herself. She was scared away by us and by the doctor."

This is the answer Zhuo Weiting came up with these days.

"When did this happen?"

Liu Lei finally understood what Zhuo Weiting said. It turned out that Ziyan was scared away. No wonder ah Ting said nothing to see a doctor again.

"I haven't heard anything for three days. She's afraid of people, especially women. When she left, she didn't have a penny. Where do you think she can go?"

Zhuo Weiting said hoarsely.

"What about Tainan? Have you looked for it?"

Liu Lei said anxiously.

"Yes, no one. She doesn't have a penny. Do you think she can go to Tainan?"

Zhuo Weiting seemed to be sober and sober.

"That's better. Since she doesn't have money, she must still be in Taipei. People are iron and rice is steel. She must eat. You just need to target large and small restaurants. In addition..."

Liu Lei was trying to point out the maze for Zhuo Weiting, but he only stared at the newspaper.

"Hello, Mr. Zhuo, did you listen to me?"

The neglected Liu Lei patted the table.

"I have a way."

Zhuo Weiting said and picked up the phone. It turned out that he saw the missing notice in the newspaper.

"Is it a newspaper? I want to offer a reward of one million. I'll pass the photos to you later."

"Bang!"

Liu Lei fell straight to the ground.

He offered a reward to find someone. He thought he was engaged in revolution.

"Hey, Mr. Zhuo, I've convinced you. Can you stop talking so directly? Can you be gentle? It's the 21st century. It's not a reward, it's a reward, but a million. Will you pay too much?"

Liu Lei kept talking after he got up.

The next day, the headlines of all the newspapers in the streets carried the notice of looking for someone.

Yes, it's the headline, and it occupies a page of the missing person notice. The picture is very clear.

Just think, with such a high fee, such a large layout and such clear photos, even an ant can be found, but Ziyan is a living person.

That morning, Ziyan was still washing dishes and dishes in the kitchen, and Zhuo Weiting's luxury car came.

"Who called?"

Zhuo Weiting took the newspaper in one hand and stepped into the store in the other.

"Sir, it's me. I know where you're looking?"

It turned out that it was a cook in the restaurant who called. After calling, he stood at the door and waited eagerly.

A middle-aged man came out from behind Zhuo Weiting. He also had a newspaper in his hand.

"Where are the people?"

"Please follow me, sir."

The middle-aged man smiled and took Zhuo Weiting to the back kitchen.

It's very dirty, the ground is very wet, and there is a smell of oil smoke everywhere. However, this kind of small restaurant is generally like this in the back kitchen. It's good without mice and cockroaches.

"Ah Zi, a gentleman is looking for you."

Zhuo Weiting thought about all kinds of possibilities, but when he saw Ziyan squatting on the ground washing dishes in the sewage, he was still speechless.

Ziyan didn't know what she was thinking. She didn't seem to realize that someone was calling her.

"Why leave?"

Zhuo Weiting stepped on the sewage to Ziyan and looked at her white hand soaked in the water. His heart seemed to be severely whipped.

His wife Zhuo Weiting even washed dishes in such a dirty and messy place. Looking at those greasy hands, he really wanted to beat her up.

"Husband!"

Hearing Zhuo Weiting's voice, Ziyan raised her head in amazement, and then her body lost its center of gravity and fell back.

"Yan'er!"

Zhuo Weiting Ziyan leaned back and wanted to hold her, but he didn't think the oil was too thick. His pulling action turned into a forward dive.

The stunned Ziyan kicked the dishpan open while she fell to the ground. Fortunately, she moved fast enough, otherwise Zhuo Weiting must have rushed in.

"Husband, did you fall?"

Ziyan fell heavily on the back of her head, and the weight of Zhuo Weiting's upper body was on her legs. Her legs were so painful that she lost consciousness.

She struggled to prop up with her elbow, but Ziyan didn't cry. She was only worried about whether Zhuo Weiting fell.

"What do you say?"

Zhuo Weiting, lying on the ground, couldn't move for a long time. Although his upper body was pressed on Ziyan, his strength was still very painful.

"Sorry."

"Shut up, you ran away without saying hello? Do you want to tell me that your rebellious period has come?"

Zhuo Weiting propped up his upper body and said fiercely to Ziyan.

Although he speaks fiercely, his eyes are very gentle.

"I don't want to give you any trouble."

Ziyan bowed her head. She lied. She didn't want to see a doctor. She didn't want to be naked in front of others, especially the doctor.

"What about now? Is it trouble now?"

Zhuo Weiting got up and ignored the greasy and expensive suit. Now he just wanted to take his disobedient wife home.

"I can't stand up."

Facing Zhuo Weiting's big hand, Ziyan wanted to stand up, but her left leg hurt a lot, and she almost cried out in pain.

"What happened to your leg?"

Zhuo Weiting saw that Ziyan was sweating on her forehead. He knew something was wrong and squatted down to check.

"No, it hurts."

Ziyan finally cried out in pain. It turned out that Zhuo Weiting wanted to pull up her trouser legs to see what happened.

"Yan'er, hold on and I'll take you out

Looking at Ziyan's painful expression, Zhuo Weiting is also distressed, but the ground is full of oil and can't stay here.

"Ah! No, it hurts..."

When Zhuo Weiting wanted to hold Ziyan, Ziyan cried bitterly.

"Sir, I think she may have a fracture. Do you want to play 120?"

The cook on the side saw it clearly. Zhuo Weiting's throwing power and his weight were very likely to cause Ziyan's leg fracture.

"What are you doing? Call quickly."

When Zhuo Weiting heard of the fracture, he was distressed and blamed himself. He couldn't help yelling at the cook.

When the ambulance came, Zhuo Weiting had taken Ziyan out.

The trouser leg was cut open. It turned out that Ziyan's leg was really broken. Zhuo Weiting took Ziyan on a stretcher and was about to get on the bus, but the cook grabbed his clothes.

"Sir, remuneration?"

"You!"

Zhuo Weiting was so angry that Ziyan was hurt like this, but he only cared about the reward.

He took out his checkbook, brushed it, filled in the numbers and threw it out.

Looking up again, the ambulance had left. He calmly drove his car to chase the ambulance.

This time, it was a disaster. It was a small expense, but Ziyan's leg was broken and splinted. The doctor said that she could not get off the ground until at least a month later. For the time being, she could only use a wheelchair or crutches.

Fortunately, I don't have to be hospitalized, or I don't know what it will be like.

Originally, Zhuo Weiting wanted to hire a special nurse to take care of Ziyan, but he stopped when he thought she was afraid of women.

When she returned to Zhuo's house, Ziyan was very embarrassed, especially in the face of Zhuo Minghui.

Although they both changed their greasy clothes, they didn't take a bath. Both of them still had a strong smell of greasy dirt.

Ziyan is used to it these days, but Zhuo Weiting wants to vomit.

"Yan'er, I'll give you two choices. One is I'll take a bath for you, and the other is sister-in-law GUI and sister-in-law Lian."

Take Ziyan back to the room. Zhuo Weiting doesn't put her on the bed, but directly takes her into the bathroom.

"The doctor said my legs can't touch water."

Although Ziyan also knew that she smelled too bad, it was really impossible to take a bath with her leg in plaster.

"So I'll give you two choices, either I wash it for you or let two aunts wash it for you."

Zhuo Weiting knows that Ziyan doesn't like women and deliberately says that she wants to choose.

"You put the water for me and I'll try it myself."

Although the two had a bath together, Ziyan still felt embarrassed and planned to try it by herself.

"Your legs can't touch the water. How are you going to wash yourself, Mrs. Zhuo?"

Zhuo Weiting looked at Ziyan's evasive eyes and knew that she was shy, but this time it couldn't be done, so she had to learn a little lesson.

But you can't fight or scold, so you have to change it.

"Are you angry with me?"

Looking at Zhuo Weiting's joking smile, Ziyan's heart jumped and jumped.

"What do you say? Would you be angry if you were me?"

Zhuo Weiting said and turned on the tap to drain the bathtub.

"I'll ask the situation first. I won't be angry."

Ziyan felt guilty.

"Then, Mrs. Zhuo, why did you run away from home?"

Zhuo Weiting sat on the edge of the bathtub and looked at Ziyan sitting on the toilet cover with his hands around his chest.

"I... I don't want to see a doctor. I'm not mentally ill. I just have some psychological shadow. I'll overcome it."

Ziyan faces Zhuo Weiting squarely. She doesn't want to deceive him, and she doesn't want to run again.

"Very good, very honest, so I'll tell you today that I won't let you see a doctor in the future, but you must promise me that you will tell me anything in the future? What I hate most is deception and concealment. You are my wife. I don't want you to hide anything from me."

Zhuo Weiting went over and held up Ziyan's chin and said seriously.

"Husband, what about you? Will you be the same?"

Ziyan looked at Zhuo Weiting with expectation in her eyes.

"I remember the ancients had a saying called the third day of scholar's leave. When you look at it with new eyes, it seems that this sentence is very suitable for you. Now you seem to have great courage and won't stammer. Moreover, you haven't shown that kind of little white rabbit expression for most of the day from the restaurant to now. It's a big step. How do you say I want to reward you?"

Zhuo Weiting picked up Ziyan and suddenly wanted to change the topic.

"No, husband, the water is full. You're going to turn off the water."

Ziyan is a little nervous. Zhuo Weiting's repeated hints today make Hao blush and heartbeat.

She is a patient now. Her legs and feet are inconvenient. I don't know if she can keep an account first.