"Dad, why haven't Auntie come back yet? Where has she been?"

Song Xiaomeng looked at Li Shaoyan with a crying expression on his face and asked repeatedly, four heartbroken words appeared on his pink face.

When Li Shaoyan saw his daughter's big watery eyes, he was at a loss. He could not think of the appropriate words to tell his daughter Song Yiran that she had temporarily disappeared.

Just when he was in a dilemma, Song Xiaobao, who was beside him, couldn't stand it anymore. He packed up his tablet, jumped off the sofa and walked over quickly.

“It’s time to go to bed.”

A quiet sentence made Song Xiaomeng let go of her hand and pat her on Li Shaoyan, and let Song Xiaobao lead her away with her in a particularly aggrieved manner.

Looking at the small figure of his daughter, Li Shaoyan suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

"Xiao Meng, my aunt may be back late tonight. Can Daddy tell you a story?"

Hearing Li Shaoyan's hesitant voice, Song Xiaomeng's face immediately turned cloudy and turned to clear. She shook her hands away and turned her head and confirmed excitedly: "Really? Daddy really told me stories to coax me to sleep?"

Looking at Song Xiaomeng's flattered and ecstatic expression, Li Shaoyan's guilt became even heavier.

It seems that he will strengthen his emotional communication with his daughter in the future. At least he shouldn't just say a story to tell his daughter, which will make her look flattered.

She is her own daughter, and it is natural to spoil her.

Daddy's storytelling was so attractive that Song Xiaomeng didn't notice Song Xiaobao's hint at all.

So the father and daughter left with joy, holding hands and leaving, leaving Song Xiaobao staring at her eyes helplessly.

Well, let it be resigned to fate.

If Song Xiaomeng really lets her say something, it is not his responsibility. Anyway, he promised that Mommy would not reveal her true identity, but if it were Song Xiaomeng...

That is the majeure factor, hehe.

A sly smile flashed in Song Xiaobao's eyes, and he hugged his tablet and went back to the room with confidence.

"Dad, have you read "Grave Robbers' Chronicles"? It was written by Nanpai San. I like Uncle Panzi the most. He is so handsome and manly. Where is Daddy, who does Daddy like?"

Looking at Song Xiaomeng's big eyes of expectation flashing, Li Shaoyan was immediately embarrassed.

God, he has never read "Grave Robbers' Chronicles". At most, he only reads the cover and knows what the author's name is, Nanpai Sanshu, but the content...

Let him go, he really has no time to watch it.

Looking at Daddy who had been silent for a long time, Song Xiaomeng's little mouth pouted again with grievance and looked at Li Shaoyan with grievance.

"Dad hasn't seen it before, how could Daddy have not seen it?"

Song Xiaomeng frowned tightly, with an incredible expression.

Li Shaoyan smiled bitterly. Actually, he really wanted to say that I should have seen it. But I should forget it. After all, saying that would hurt his little princess even more.

"Sorry, it was Daddy's mistake. Daddy promised that he would take the time to finish reading this book, okay?"

With Li Shaoyan's repeated guarantees, Song Xiaomeng finally accepted it.

Next is the interaction time between father and daughter. Li Shaoyan's voice was slightly low, revealing a hoarse smell. It sounded quite hypnotic, and Song Xiaomeng became confused after listening to it.

Half an hour later, Song Xiaomeng successfully fell asleep.

Li Shaoyan swallowed his saliva with a dry mouth, gently folded the book and bent over to cover the quilt for his daughter.

After doing everything, Li Shaoyan got up. Just as he was about to leave, Song Xiaomeng, who was asleep, suddenly spoke in a sleep.

"Hmph, Mommy didn't tell Xiao Meng a story today. Xiao Meng was not happy at all..."

Song Xiaomeng was still muttering something that Li Shaoyan could no longer hear clearly, and there was only the first half of the sentence in his mind.

Song Xiaomeng said that mommy didn't tell her a story today, could it be...

Thinking of this possibility, Li Shaoyan's eyes suddenly shone, and a hot look appeared in the depths of his black eyes.

Oh, I don’t know if this is an unexpected gain.

Li Shaoyan didn't have time to care about so much. He quickly left the room and called Ye Qi and Song Ming. No matter what the price he paid, he must find Song Yiran.

Humph, it makes me feel so hard.

It's time to settle this account.

Li Shaoyan stood in the open living room, with a cold and sharp light in his black eyes. His elegant and agile expression seemed like a lion ready to give a fatal blow to his prey at any time.

"Ah Yeh."

Song Yiran sneezes a lot. She couldn't help but frown and raised her hand to rub her itchy nose.

It's so cold.

Sure enough, the old house has been abandoned for too long, and there is not even something to keep the cold. It's really bad. I don't know how long it will take to stay here.

I hope I won't be found, I hope I won't be found.

Song Yiran prayed in his heart, then closed his eyes and continued to sleep.

In the quiet living room, you can only hear the passage of time minute by minute. Li Shaoyan leaned on the sofa with his left hand casually holding the handrail and a cigarette in his right hand.

It was not lit, it was just holding it in your hand and playing with it.

His phone was on the table in front of him. It had been almost half an hour since he called Song Ming. He narrowed the scope and combined Song Ming's guess, it would not take long to find the person.

Five minutes later, Li Shaoyan didn't have the patience to wait any longer.

He called someone to lay out the house, then got up and left.

The black Maybach cut through the quiet night like a sharp blade, and the neon light along the way flashed with dazzling light, representing the hustle and bustle and enthusiasm of the city.

"Ye Qi, is there any news from you?"

"Song Ming said that before his sister moved into the Song family, she had been living in an old house on the outskirts of the city, maybe where would the people be."

"good."

Li Shaoyan only answered one word, and then hung up the phone. His thin lips raised his evil lips, showing a sure smile. He stepped on the accelerator to the greatest extent, and he couldn't wait to see what Song Yiran looked like after getting rid of the disguise.

An hour later, Li Shaoyan parked his car several hundred meters away from the house.

He suddenly became interested. He was being frantically suppressed by the old man six years ago. At that time, he was very alert. If Song still had some methods, it would be impossible for him to succeed.

He wanted to catch Song Yiran at that time, and asked clearly how she did it, and even more wanted to know her skills.

And now, the opportunity has finally come.

Song Yiran, are you going to take the call?

A meaningful smile flashed in Li Shaoyan's eyes, and he quietly approached the house. He took a few steps back beside the wall, jumped directly onto the wall, and flipped in agilely.

Because he was not familiar with this place, Li Shaoyan did not act directly after entering, but stood in the yard and observed for a while.

A chuckle bloomed on his face, and Li Shaoyan was like a strong cheetah, turning directly into the second floor from the outside pipe.

In the silent darkness, Song Yiran's originally closed eyes slowly opened. His eyes, which were thick and curly as if they were butterflies, were trembling, and the sharpness in his eyes was half-reduced.

wrong.

There is a strange atmosphere.

Someone broke in.

Song Yiran immediately became alert, his eyes were sharp and his muscles were tense. He subconsciously slowed down his breathing and quietly waited for the other party to approach.

The hazy moonlight shone through the crack of the door, and a few minutes later, a blurry black shadow appeared at the door.

Here comes.

Song Yiran couldn't hide her excitement because she knew that the other party was also a master. Since she avoided the Mu family's tracking, she had been hiding her body for a long time and hadn't fought happily.

Tonight, it's just a chance.

Song Yiran looked at the other party in anticipation and opened the door and flashed in with a mysterious method. The speed was very fast, less than one-third of a second.

Step by step, two, three steps...

Song Yiran kept calculating the time, and waited until the distance between the two was less than five centimeters. The hidden man suddenly took action and kicked him with sharp legs without hesitation.

Li Shaoyan felt the sharp lever wind coming from one side, and his body tilted and avoided it. At the same time, he reached out and grabbed it. Of course, Song Yiran could not let him catch it.

She also quickly retreated and kicked her again with her legs raised.

Song Yiran was still very satisfied with her fighting skills, but she didn't expect that Li Shaoyan was coming to find her. His fighting skills were so powerful that Song Yiran's feet were easily caught.

In the darkness, Li Shaoyan smiled.

The arm that grabbed Song Yiran's ankle suddenly exerted force, and the person caught off guard was pulled straight over.

A hint of unwillingness flashed in Song Yiran's eyes, and he waved his hand around. Unfortunately, his fist was hijacked in the air. Now his arm was caught, and the next second he threw himself into his arms.

One wrist and ankle was pulled, and his body was tightly tied to Li Shaoyan's chest.

Such a posture is ambiguous and charming.

"Who are you?"

"You man."

"Bastard, you're in the hu..."
To be continued...