Chapter 96

Name:Long Marriage Journey Author:麦兜
After so many things happened, all these things seem strange, but although they are strange, there are traces to follow. Knowing that someone wants to kill them, they are not in a hurry and plan to spend a two-day honeymoon holiday in Haicheng. Just did not expect that the other party's people are very smart, let Zhou Xingchen such a large number of contacts can not trace.

Zhou Xingchen stood on the balcony with a gloomy face. He noticed his little wife's movement and said to the phone. When he knew, he was ready to hang up the phone. But after a pause, he kept his voice down and said to the phone, "keep looking. By the way, you can find a woman surnamed min for me in Yiyi."

His eyes became extremely sharp.

We must know who it is and what we want to hide? Or... Is there any ulterior conspiracy? He would like to see if all this will come to light! have a look! Who can laugh last!

Standing on the balcony of the hotel, Li Yin watched the silver BMW explode on the road, making a loud noise. His fingers clenched into a fist, and his face used to hide in the dark was a little ferocious. He knew that Zhou Xingchen had always been cunning, but he didn't expect that he was so cunning. He was smart, and he could escape. Does Zhou Xingchen really have the ability to communicate with heaven?

He didn't believe it!

He suddenly raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, turned his head, and whispered to the men standing behind him, "go and check the hotel where Xing Chen and Jia Jia are staying next week."

He walked to the dining table carelessly and looked down at the delicious food. His eyes flashed over several delicious dishes one by one. Suddenly he thought of something, and a smile of evil spirit came up at the corner of his mouth.

If you can avoid the first day of junior high school, you may not be able to avoid the fifteenth.

He sat down. The silver knife reflected a bright light in the bright light, which reflected in Li Yin's eyes like a little killing light. He picked up the knife in his hand and slowly cut the steak on the table. A smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Liang Jia sorted out the information in her hand and looked at the mobile phone screen in a daze. On the screen, it was Yan Du an's message that day.

Before I came to Haicheng, I thought I could find my mother's friend, know what kind of person my mother was, and why I left her. What does this matter to the Zhou family. She stared at the white and black words on the screen, and her eyes crossed the woman's name lightly.

In fact, she also has a wish. She has such a small hope, although this hope is impossible. But she did hope that her mother was still alive.

Maybe, it's not just the mother, but... The father.

Looking at Liang Jia thinking about things, Zhou Xingchen came over to take her shoulder. His eyes were gentle. He seemed to see Liang Jia's absent mindedness. He took a chair and sat opposite her, covering her sight: "Jia'er, are you still thinking about your mother?"

Liang Jia was silent, just slightly lowered her head and didn't look at him.

His eyes became a little complicated, and a smile appeared on his face: "when we go back to Yiyi, we can find Miss min. I believe we can find her this time." He reached for Liang Jia and touched her hair.

The little woman in front of him is really the suffering of Zhou Xingchen. Seeing her frown, he will frown as well. Seeing that she was afraid, he wanted to kill all the people who bullied her. When he saw that she was sad, his heart began to ache. Seeing her tears, I hate that I can't suffer for her.

Since he wanted to know her mother's secret so much, Zhou Xingchen narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance through the glass window. The sky was blue, and he held the little woman in his arms.

"Tick."

Liang Jia's mobile phone in her hand suddenly sent a message, which was from Yan Du an. She looked at the message in a dazed way. It didn't say anything clearly. She just said that Miss min might go back to the church in the center of Haicheng last time.

My God!

Liang Jia raised her head and her eyes were full of stars.

Zhou Xingchen also looked down at her, eyes full of tender love.

In the kitchen and dining room, in the process of preparing dinner, the chef picked up the spaghetti smoothly while decorating several green broccoli delicately.

A waiter came over, lowered his head, took the spaghetti prepared by the chef, and turned to leave.

The cook suddenly thought of something and yelled to the waiter who was about to go out: "ah! Remember, this is room 109! Don't give it the wrong way. "

The waiter didn't seem to hear him at all. He stopped for a moment and walked straight without looking back.

Seeing that the waiter ignored him, the cook lowered his head and murmured, "who is it? Is it really new?" He began to pick up the ingredients and prepare to cook again, as if it was just a small episode.Liang Jia has already packed up her things, but in fact she has nothing to do with it. She just stuffed a few pieces of information into her pocket and navigated the church in the center of the city ten times.

She raised her hand to Zhou Xingchen, who was looking down at the document: "Xing Chen..."

There is a knock at the door.

Liang Jia was stunned, and Zhou Xingchen looked at each other, some suspiciously looking at the door, for a while, or to open the door.

Outside, stood a young waiter, his head slightly lowered, holding a tray in one hand, some respectful way: "I'm here to deliver, two of the spaghetti."

Liang Jia slightly turned over and asked the waiter to put the tray on the table.

Liang Jia's face was calm. She walked carelessly to the waiter, opened the lid and looked at the fragrant spaghetti. Some of them smile gently: "we haven't ordered spaghetti. Did you send it wrong“

The waiter bowed his head slightly. Calmly and politely replied: "this is the supporting service provided by our hotel, which is specially prepared for guests."

Liang Jia showed a smile and dropped some sweet voice: "good“

After delivering the meal, the waiter closed the door, went to the corner, silently took off his red clothes, turned his head and called, "Li Shao, the spaghetti has been sent to their room“

Li Yin's hand slowly cut off a small piece of steak and chewed it in his mouth. He picked up the cup with wine red liquid beside it. The red liquid in the cup turned around in his hand and sipped it gently. His eyes watched the immature blood flow out of the plate. Li Yin's mouth lit up a smile: "it's great, Come back and get the bonus. "

In the spaghetti, there's a powder of sleeping pills. Stir the spaghetti and stir it again, it will blend into one, and the brown noodles will blend together without any trace.