"Where is Yu Ran now? I want to ask her myself." Yan Zhendao.

"I'll give you the address. You can go." Li Qingtian said and sent the address to Yan Zhen, "she said to me, you and Yan Xi in the picture are really similar."

"I see. Thank you." Yan Zhendao, put up all the old photos and get ready to leave.

"If the truth is worse than you think, what are you going to do?" When Yan Zhen was about to leave, Li Qingtian suddenly stood up and said.

Yan Zhen's step is a meal, so is the truth worse than he thought? Ah

Then he strode away.

Li Qingtian's deep eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't think that the truth of the matter was so Yan Xi's death is not an accident, just to replace someone.

……

That night, Yan Zhen didn't come to the hospital. Gou Feida couldn't help but call him. "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed is off..."

"Shut down? He won't shut down even if he doesn't answer the phone? What's the matter? " Gou stupidly frowned, and couldn't help worrying. What happened to Yan Zhen?

"Liang Bo, have you seen Yan Zhen shut down?" Asked Gou stupidly.

"No, sir, the phone never turns off unless the phone is dead." Liang Bo's kind way.

"Well, I see. Maybe his cell phone is out of power, or he's doing something important now, so he can't care about it." He said to himself.

"Miss, would you like to wait for your husband to have dinner?" Asked Liang Bo.

"No need, Liang Bo. I'll eat it myself. Go back first. It's late." "I'm not sure," he said.

"Miss, sir, I'll take care of you in the hospital." Liang Bodao.

"No, you can go back to have a rest. Then you need to take care of the big family. I'm all right. My uncle has arranged 24-hour support for me? So don't worry about me. " I'm very grateful to Liang Bo for taking care of her.

"Well, I'll go back first. Miss, please use it slowly." Liang Bodao.

"Well, see you tomorrow." Gou chuckled to say goodbye to Liang Bo. After he left, she ate dinner slowly, but she was worried about Yan Zhen. Is it really just that her cell phone is dead?

How could she feel uneasy?

That night, Gou had been waiting for a long time, but he didn't wait for Yan Zhen to come back. His phone had been turned off. He wanted to ask people around him where he was now, but he found that he didn't even know his closest friend.

Even if I knew, I didn't ask by phone!

For example, Gu Fanxing, she should know how to contact Yan Zhen, but she didn't have Gu Fanxing's phone number, which made her very difficult. It seems that she really needs to listen to Yan Zhen, contact Gu Fanxing more, ask for a phone number or something, and can it be used at a critical moment?

"Ah..." Gou dully leans against the hospital bed with his cell phone, which is 11 o'clock in the evening. He still hasn't come back and can't get in touch. It's really worrying.

At last, she didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up the next day, there was still no hardness of Yan Zhen. She couldn't help showing her loss. He rarely did. He didn't have a phone.

……

In a slum area of the dark Xia Empire, Yan Zhen drove overnight and stopped in a high-rise community. He looked at the address comparison in his eyes. It was here that he could find the address.