When Chao Song listened to his mother's suppressed crying on the phone, his heart also ached violently.

It's his fault. It's his fault for being a useless brother.

He has been looking for his sister for so many years, but he has never found her.

My mother’s health is already very poor. If she can’t find my sister, I’m afraid she won’t be able to hold on for much longer.

"Mom, the clues we have so far are in Haicheng. I believe we will find my sister soon."

Chao Song tried his best to comfort his mother in the most relaxed tone. Xiaohong also quietly slowed down the car, looked at him in the rearview mirror, and felt a little distressed.

oh!

This family is full of old, weak and sick people, it's really pitiful.

But even with such a weak body, Mr. Chao was still able to become a famous underground emperor.

Yes, the underground king.

He got involved in all kinds of business that he could and couldn't get involved in.

On the contrary, what he did most impressively was not these businesses, but his extensive information network.

For twenty years, he had put in so much effort to find his sister who had been taken away by his enemies when he was a child.

"Okay, stop looking at me like that and drive carefully."

When Xiaohong came back to her senses, Chao Song had already hung up the phone. Xiaohong pursed her lips and asked after a moment, “Master Chao, what you just said, the clue is in Haicheng, is this true?"

Or are you deceiving the poor mother who misses her daughter so much?

"it is true."

Chao Song said in a hoarse voice that he was feeling unstable and a little uncomfortable, so he poured out a pill from the medicine bottle he carried with him and swallowed it dry.

Seeing this, Xiaohong took out a bottle of water from the front and gave it to him. She comforted him seriously for the first time, “Don't worry, since we are in Haicheng, we will definitely find her. Even if we have to test the DNA of all the girls of the right age, we will find our sister."

Hearing this, Chao Song smiled rarely.

You are right.

Then just check them all. It’s not like we don’t have the ability to do so.

And if my sister were still alive, she would be twenty-three years old now.

The housekeeper went to see Shu Qing.

Even at the butler's age, even though he had seen too many women in his life, he had to admit that Shu Qing, this girl, had a special temperament.

Maybe all painters are romantic.

Perhaps it is because one has reached a certain level of realm that one begins to exude the scent of ink.

The butler stood under the light, looking at the girl in front of him with neither servility nor arrogance. He nodded and said, "You should know that you have provoked someone you shouldn't have provoked."

Ever since Shu Qing entered the Bo family, no one here has spoken to her.

After the two men threw her directly into the empty room, they stood guard at the door, not allowing her to move around or leave.

Only then was he able to speak.

She nodded, and the first thing she said was, "Can you please give me a bottle of water? I've been waiting for a long time and I'm thirsty."

The housekeeper paused for a moment, then immediately had someone bring her a glass of water.

Someone brought in another chair, but the butler didn't sit on it. Instead, he gave it to Shu Qing, who had been standing.

Shu Qing drank the water, looked at the chair again, and smiled softly, “Is this considered the last mercy before the execution?"

Before the housekeeper came just now, she didn't even have a place to sit.

When the housekeeper came, at least there was a chair.

"No, we in the Bo family are good citizens and never have blood on our hands." said the housekeeper, but Shu Qing didn't believe it.

She shook her head and said to the housekeeper, "You are not good citizens. Good citizens would not do such a thing. Good citizens would not suddenly kidnap people on the street. Tell me, what are you going to do with me?"