Chapter 391 Song Wenchuan Is Missing

Song Yaoyao didn't expect Song Wenchuan to make such a big noise as soon as he woke up.

The phone was bombed by all parties, one was blocked and the other was blocked.

Yes, from the Song family.

Song Yaoyao felt strange, "Song Wenchuan is missing, why do you suspect me in the first place? I have already removed the staff from the hospital. Please, even if you don't like me anymore, please grow your brains, I'm not a god, No ability to teleport!"

Song Jingwan's tone was normal, even a little strangely calm.

"Really? Brother, he lost his memory."

Song Yaoyao hung up the phone with a slight pause, and then cut off the call without hesitation.

Amnesia?

So many people can't watch a patient, so let him go.

What is Song Wenchuan doing?

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips, and her whole body was full of irritability.

At this time, Huo Jiu said silently, "Miss Song, our people saw Mr. Song and he went to the Huo family."

Song Yaoyao: "??? Didn't he lose his memory?!"

What are you going to do at Huo's? !

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Working in the Huo Group is definitely not easy, even if it is a small front desk, the daily reception volume is huge.

The front desk lady just breathed a sigh of relief, and the next second she saw a petite figure, carrying a backpack and running towards the boss's elevator.

"Wait a minute—"

"Hello, register."

Huo Jiu tapped the marble countertop with a smile in his eyes, looking very gentle.

"But over there..."

"Okay, I'll register for you!" The woman on the other side couldn't stand it anymore, she quickly pushed the newcomer, motioned her not to speak, and quickly completed the registration.

That speed can be called perfunctory.

But both parties are satisfied.

When Huo Jiuyi left, the young woman asked inexplicably, "Why? That girl just now..."

"Tsk, what is that girl? Don't stop her when you see her in the future! This one is our boss's apex!"

How many times has she seen with her own eyes, the boss dotingly hugged the sleeping little girl and got off work?

It is really afraid of falling in the hand, and it is afraid of melting in the mouth, as the eyeball hurts!

"Ah?" The young woman was surprised, "Didn't they all say that our boss has few desires and is not close to women?"

The other rolled his eyes, "It depends on who's color, like this one, the boss is naturally close."

Young woman: "..."

Sorry, learned.

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"elder brother!"

Song Yaoyao sat down to the top floor in one breath, and even the secretary didn't have time to greet her, she pushed open the office door and rushed in.

Then, she was stunned.

"You...what are you doing??"

Two equally good-looking men, one mature and restrained, cool and extravagant. The other is fierce and cold, with an exposed edge.

The man in casual clothes heard the voice and turned his head unhurriedly while holding the chess piece. When he saw the little girl who broke in, his eyes were always filled with a layer of loneliness, and he slowly burst into a smile.

If you look closely, there are still some complex emotions that people can't understand.

"Pretty?"

Song Yaoyao was stunned, she frowned, her feet seemed to be nailed to the door, and she stared at Song Wenchuan's face in a trance.

Unfamiliar yet familiar.

"You..." She opened her mouth, her voice hard.

Tears suddenly fell with a 'swish', and even she herself couldn't figure out what was going on.

It was the grievances and sadness that suddenly came to my heart, and the negative emotions erupted instantly.

Huo Yunque put down his chess pieces and waved to Song Yaoyao.

"come over."