On the other end of the phone, Song Xiyuan, who was sitting at the gambling table, suddenly paused, and all the movements in his hand stopped.

"Far away, what's going on, you can increase your price!" Ning Hui, who was traveling with him, stopped urging him.

Song Xiyuan pondered for a moment and suddenly said to the phone: "I'll be back soon."

"Hey, where are you going?" Ning Hui became anxious when he heard his words and grabbed him, "Didn't he say it's fun all night?"

Song Xiyuan waved him away and stood up: "If you have an urgent matter, go back first. Keep playing, my chips are all yours."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, leaving behind a table of gambling friends and female companions who were originally with him, and left without looking back.

When he returned to City A by helicopter, it was already midnight. Song Xiyuan got off the plane and headed straight for Wen Cai's hut. When he walked in, he saw that the sofa and bed inside had been replaced, but Wen Cai's people were not seen.

She must have been back, but where did she go?

Song Xiyuan was a little annoyed, sat on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, then called Bai Xiwen.

This time period is the most lively time in the nightclub, and Bai Xiwen is still very lively: "Boss, what's the matter?"

Song Xiyuan pinched his eyebrows and said, "Your sister-in-law is gone, send someone out to find it."

Bai Xiwen knew that it was the magazine incident in the morning, and couldn't help but say, "Boss, I said you shouldn't be angry with her like this. Women are so stingy. If you make such a big noise and come out to stimulate her, it would be strange if she doesn't get angry."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Song Xiyuan frowned, "Don't get me back, don't call me!"

After saying that, he threw the phone next to him and smoked a cigarette and waited for the news.

Who knew that it would take a whole night to wait like this. By dawn, the ashtray on the coffee table was already full of cigarette butts, but his phone had not yet ringed.

He stared at the ashtray in a daze, feeling a little lost.

That was when he first lived here, Wen Cai bought it specially. She didn't have this thing here and didn't like him to smoke, but he had no place to smoke every time he smoked, which caused her coffee table and floor to suffer greatly. Then she went to buy an ashtray and came back, which was specially placed for him.

He thought quietly, feeling sad.

After a long time, his phone still didn't ring, but the landline in the room rang. Song Xiyuan reached out to answer the phone, and a man's voice came from over there: "Is it Miss Wen Cai? I called from the police station."
Chapter completed!