The ping Wen Cai paused for a moment, but still walked under the shower with a towel.

Song Xiyuan's eyes were dark and he raised his arms.

The meaning is obvious and good. Wen Cai pursed her lips, lowered her head and started to wipe the water droplets on her body with a towel.

Song Xiyuan remained motionless and let her move. He followed her out until she tied the bath towel around his waist and turned around and walked out of the bathroom.

When I came out, I found that she had prepared clothes for him and a bowl of sobering soup at the head of the bed.

"You drink the soup first." Wen Cai said lightly, "Aunt Zhang has been ready for a long time."

Song Xiyuan glanced lightly and suddenly said, "Do you think I'm not sober enough now? Come here."

Wen Cai had already sat down on the sofa. Hearing the words, he looked up at him standing by the bed, but finally got up, walked over slowly, and picked up the clothes placed on the bed: "Then you put on the clothes first, it's cold."

Song Xiyuan took the clothes, raised his hand and threw it aside: "But I feel very hot now."

Wen Cai suddenly looked up at him after hearing this.

The two of them stood quietly, and no one spoke.

After a long time, Wen Cai finally slowly stood on tiptoe and gently printed his lips. The next moment, he turned around and was overturned on the bed by him.

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It was nearly seven o'clock, and Aunt Zhang brought the food she had prepared to the table, looked at the time again, and couldn't help but mutter: "Strange, why haven't Madam and Nannan come back today?"

Song Qiwan, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, also raised his head when he heard this. After seeing the time, he frowned slightly: "Call me a call and ask."

"Okay." Aunt Zhang said, then walked to the phone and called Wen Xin.

However, a cold reminder came from the other end of the phone: "The call you called cannot be connected for the time being..."

Aunt Zhang was slightly stunned: "The phone is not connected."

Song Qiwan frowned again and said, "Then wait a little longer. You go up and see if the person you should get up."

Aunt Zhang hesitated for a moment, nodded and walked upstairs.

In fact, Wen Cai has not come down for so long, and anyone with a discerning eye knows what is going on, but Song Qiwan is stubborn and is stubborn when it's time to eat, he will never allow anyone at home to absent with any excuses. Aunt Zhang is also forced to obey orders.

Wen Cai had just come back to his senses from the extreme dizziness, and the man's slightly heavy breathing was in his ears, while the two of them intersected in the most intimate posture.

After a while, she was sweating all over her body, feeling very uncomfortable with stickiness, so she pushed him hard: "I'm going to the bathroom..."

Song Xiyuan was still pressing on her. Hearing this, he couldn't help but push her deep into her body a few times before retreating reluctantly.

Wen Cai quickly got up. As soon as he got out of bed, he heard a knock at the door, and then Aunt Zhang's voice came: "Are you awake at the eldest son?"

Song Xiyuan turned over and lay on the bed with his arms pillow. Looking at Wen Cai’s back, he curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and agreed to the outside of the door: “Get out now.”

Aunt Zhang, who was outside the door, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and turned around and went downstairs with a smile.

Wen Cai had just walked to the bathroom door when familiar music suddenly came from his feet. He looked down and saw that it was the cell phone that had just been thrown by Song Xiyuan to the wall.

The phone had ringed several times before, but Song Xiyuan ignored it. The last time he reached out and threw the phone into this corner. With such great strength, he didn't even break the phone. It rang again now, and it seemed like a matter of 100,000 yuan.

Wen Cai picked up his cell phone, threw it back to him, and then walked into the bathroom.

Song Xiyuan took his cell phone, glanced at the phone above, and immediately frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

"Boss!" The voice on the other end of the phone was so anxious that he vaguely cried, "Why did you answer the phone? A group of people just ped the wife and the little lady!"

Song Xiyuan suddenly got up from the bed: "You say it again?"

"I don't know who it was. I drove two cars in total. One stopped our brother's car, and the other went forward to rob the wife and the little lady. The driver was knocked unconscious and all of us were injured!"

Song Xiyuan couldn't help but burst out and quickly put clothes on his body.

In the bathroom, Wen Cai heard his tense tone when talking on the phone and the movement at this moment. After hesitating for a moment, he opened the door again and looked at him: "Is something wrong?"

Song Xiyuan was slightly pausing when he was wearing clothes. He looked at Wen Cai and said truthfully, "Mom and Nannan were ped."

Wen Cai's body froze suddenly, almost unable to believe the fact that he heard: "What did you say?"

Song Xiyuan quickly put on his clothes and took his coat: "You stay here, don't go anywhere!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the person flashed out of the room quickly.

Wen Cai stood there with a pale face, feeling that the blood in her body was cold and she didn't know what she should do. After a while, she finally came to her senses slowly, hurriedly took the clothes and changed into them, and almost ran downstairs.

In the living room, Song Qiwan sat next to the phone with a tense face, while Aunt Zhang stood by the wall anxiously, full of worry, and it seemed that she had already known the news.

But Song Xiyuan, who had gone downstairs earlier, had disappeared.

Seeing Wen Cai stumble downstairs, Aunt Zhang hurriedly held her hand: "Young grandma--"

Wen Cai's hands were cold and her palms were covered in cold sweat, but she couldn't notice it herself, and just kept saying, "Where is Song Xiyuan? Where is Song Xiyuan?"

"The eldest young master rushed to deal with this matter. Before he left, he ordered you to stay at home and wait for his news."

"I'm going to find him!" Wen Cai could not hear it, and she broke free from Aunt Zhang and was about to go out.

"Xiao Cai!" Song Qiwan's condensing and steady voice suddenly sounded, shocking Wen Cai to stop for a moment, and then said, "Stay here, the pers may call home, so we will know their purpose only then."

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone in the living room suddenly rang out. Wen Cai's body shook suddenly. Song Qiwan had already answered the phone. She rushed over and squatted at Song Qiwan's feet, wishing she could snatch the phone and listen to it by herself.

After listening to the phone for a while, Song Qiwan's eyes relaxed slightly and replied to the other end of the phone: "It doesn't matter, just cancel it if you cancel it, and you can cancel my itinerary for the next few days."

The fear and excitement in Wen Cai's eyes gradually dissipated with his words. He sat on the ground with some weakness, leaning his head slowly on the sofa.

Song Qiwan hung up the phone, saw her like this, and reached out to help her: "Come on, get up first."

Wen Cai took advantage of his hand and sat back on the sofa, but was still full of panic and fear, just staring at the phone.

Song Qiwan reached out to pat her shoulder to show comfort. Then he took out his cell phone and called Song Xiyuan.

"Have the pers given you any news?"

"Not yet." Song Xiyuan was driving. When he received the call, his eyes were still deep and cold, and even the murderous intent in his eyes did not disappear at all.

Upon hearing this, Song Qiwan closed his eyes and said again: "Import me immediately if there is any news."

"knew."

Song Xiyuan hung up the phone, drove it for a few more minutes, and then reached the scene where Wen Xin and Nannan were robbed.

It was already dark at this time, and the place where the accident happened was an auxiliary road where there were not many vehicles passing by. At this moment, several cars were parked on the side of the road, including the one Wen Xin and Nannan were riding. The driver was also there, and his forehead was broken, and he bandaged a circle of gauze. He was sitting on the side of the road, dejected. The others were busy making phone calls and contacting people everywhere.

As soon as Song Xiyuan's car arrived, everyone cheered up, and the driver quickly stood up from the side of the road and greeted him: "Big Young Master."

When Song Xiyuan got out of the car, he saw several long brake marks on the road, mixed, which was enough to show that the situation was chaotic at that time.

"Did you see the pers?" Song Xiyuan looked at the traces on the ground and asked lightly.

"I can't see." The driver whispered, "There are six or seven people in total, each wearing a mask on his head. I was knocked unconscious as soon as I stopped the car."

Song Xiyuan turned his head and looked at the other injured people. These were the people he sent to secretly protect. Even Wen Xin and the driver had not noticed it, but he did not expect that they would be plotted against by those people.

"Where are you seeing anything?"

Several people lowered their heads at the same time.

Song Xiyuan's face twisted slightly: "Does the per have any intention of hurting people? Has anyone seen it?"

Hearing this, one of them raised his head and said, "Mr. Song, before I was unconscious, I saw Mrs. Song walking out of the car with the little lady in her arms. Those people seemed to have not made too much embarrassing the lady and the lady."

"Sure?"

"Confirm." The man nodded quickly.

Song Xiyuan looked at the brake marks on the ground in a deep eyes and remained silent without saying a word.

After a while, a young man who had been on the phone kept on the other side suddenly came over, stood behind Song Xiyuan, and said, "Boss, I have checked it, it was not done by people from this city. The people on Zhou Diwei have always lived in harmony with us, without any motivation, nor the courage."

Song Xiyuan closed his eyes and took a deep breath: "Continue to check."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone suddenly rang, and the people present were nervous. Song Xiyuan paused for a moment before taking out the cell phone and slowly put it in his ear: "Hey?"

A strange and strange laugh suddenly came from the other end of the phone, and then it sounded a sound that had been changed. It was impossible to hear whether it was a man or a woman or a man or a young man: "Mr. Song, I guess you have been waiting for me for a long time, right?"

Song Xiyuan's eyes were deep and calm, and no one could see the undercurrents inside: "What do you want, you say."

"100 million, US dollars." The other party did not go for more than a few weeks and directly offered the price.

“When should I do it?”

"Before the day after tomorrow, I will enter my Swiss resident account." The other party laughed strangely again, "The account has been sent to your wife's mobile phone. Mr. Song is a smart businessman. This account should be very good at calculating - your mother and your daughter are completely worth the price, right?"

Song Xiyuan was still calm and terrifying: "When will we release people?"

"Don't worry, after receiving the money, I will naturally notify you to pick up the person." The other party laughed strangely, Mr. Song, let's contact again."

The phone was suddenly cut off, and Song Xiyuan took a deep breath and put the phone back in his pocket.

"Boss, how are you?" The young man asked quickly when he saw this.

Song Xiyuan gently pressed his eyebrows and said, "Xiwen, please inform us and suspend the investigation."

Bai Xiwen was stunned: "Boss?"

"Do as I say." Song Xiyuan ordered coldly, "But everyone must be cheered up."

"Yes." Bai Xiwen frowned and agreed.
To be continued...