On the balcony.

Ning'an and Ye Jiaqi were on pins and needles, but they had no better way.

Near noon, Ye Jiaqi returned to Qiao's house.

Only Xiao Zhibao was at home. He had just finished piano lessons with his teacher and was sitting on the sofa playing with a train.

After having some lunch, Josnian finally called again: "Good day, don't worry."

"Have you had lunch? Are you still in Hwaseong?"

"Well, after eating, we may return to the capital in the afternoon. Bureau Zeng will bring someone here."

"Why did Director Zeng pass?"

"Originally, the flood control work in Huacheng was not under the control of Bureau Zeng in the capital. He did it out of favor. You know, his feelings for Jiang Shu and Jiang Ci are extraordinary."

"I know, but what about Jiang Ci? Have you found him?"

"No, some witnesses said that the last time they saw Jiang Ci, he was walking on a riverside path carrying a medicine box and had just treated a villager. After the dam broke, he was swept away by the flood. At that time

The rain was heavy and the flood was fierce." Josnian spoke slowly, "Song Shaoyan and I both brought our own people here, but it was a pity that it was of no use. Even after a night, we still couldn't find it."

"How could this happen..." Ye Jiaqi was sad, covering his face with one hand, tears almost falling.

How could this happen...

"Song Shaoyan and I may rush back to the capital from the countryside later, but our people will continue to search here until... we find it." Josnian's voice lowered, and there was something in his deep voice.

He was hoarse and tired, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

"Did you guys stay up all night?"

"Absolutely. I've been helping to find someone. The signal in the village is also poor, so I can't call you."

"Take care."

"Um."

Ye Jiaqi felt like there was a lump in his throat and was speechless.

Josnian knew that she must be in a heavy mood, and at this moment, he also wanted to hug her.

Ye Jiaqi sat blankly on the sofa in the living room, his eyes distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking, or maybe he was thinking nothing at all.

Xiao Zhibao climbed onto her lap: "Mom."

The little guy was very good at acting coquettishly. He put his furry little head in Ye Jiaqi's arms, put his arms around her waist, and rubbed her.

When Ye Jiaqi lowered his head and saw the baby's cute little face, he slightly forgot about those unhappy things.

However, when she thought about the smaller Xiaoxiang, a sadness rose from the bottom of her heart.

Xiao Xiang is still so young... Jiang Ci is her only support and her only relative.

"Mama, are you unhappy?"

"No, mom is just a little tired."

"Is Sibusi working too hard?"

"It's okay." Ye Jiaqi touched his little head, "It's not hard."

"Why doesn't Dad come back to stay with Mama?"

"Zhibao is here, dad is very busy."

"His fourth boss is very busy, which is not good." Xiao Zhibao felt that his father was so busy that he rarely saw him.

Ye Jiaqi was a little absent-minded. Even when he was talking to Xiao Zhibao, he was always a little distracted.

Josnian returned home in the afternoon.

When he came back, the sky outside Qiao's house was still overcast, it didn't rain, but the wind was very strong.

Xiao Zhibao had gone to learn English with the teacher, and Ye Jiaqi was still sitting on the sofa, sitting there for a long time.

Josnian's face was full of exhaustion, and the red bloodshot eyes were still there. When he came back, he unbuttoned the collar of his shirt.
Chapter completed!