"We also have times when we are slow and need to be reminded."

Fu Yanye stopped the car on the side of the road, looked at her and spoke seriously.

"Um."

Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while, then nodded in agreement.

In the cramped carriage, the light was warm. Fu Yanye reached out and hooked the back of her head, leaned forward and kissed her lips gently, then sucked and tasted it slowly.

It was a little late for the two of them to return to Shengyuan. The staff at the service desk suddenly stopped them, "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, I have a letter from you."

The two stopped.

The staff quickly ran over and handed the letter to them.

Fu Yanye didn't really accept things sent by others, so Zhuo Jian naturally accepted them and opened them.

"Ajian, Yanye, how are you? Long time no see."

This person's handwriting was exactly as they remembered it.

Zhuo Jian first thought of Lin Ruxiang.

Because Fu Yanye lost the memory of the three years that caused the most troubles for them, it took him a while to react.

Zhuo Jian took the letter and got into the elevator with him. After a long time, she asked slowly, "That time you said you met Lin Ruxiang, where was it?"

"K City, but she is no longer there."

Fu Yanye's brows tightened when he said this.

"Then where will she go?"

Zhuo Jian muttered, leaning on the elevator a little weakly.

Fu Yanye watched her movements and reminded her: "It's cold in the elevator, so don't lean on it."

Zhuo Jian came back to his senses, looked at him and immediately straightened up.

After returning home, Fu Yanye was responsible for preparing dinner, while Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa and stared at the letter.

With just a few words, she knew they were definitely not greetings.

Lin Ruxiang is still alive, and is probably near them.

In the next two days, Zhuo Jian saw such greeting letters on his desk in the office every day.

No signature.

But besides Lin Ruxiang, Zhuo Jian could not think of anyone else writing the two characters A Jian.

Lin Ruxiang was good at using children to cover her up. Zhuo Jian checked the surveillance cameras but still couldn't find any clues.

Several children came and went and disappeared quickly.

Wang Rui, on the other hand, appeared in Fu's office building not long after and delivered a photo to Fu Yanye.

"I'm sure she is Lin Ruxiang."

Wang Rui said.

After seeing the photo, Fu Yanye just said: "Go there yourself."

"yes."

"If it's her, bring it back and send it directly to the police station."

"yes."

Wang Rui agreed.

Fu Yanye looked at the phone and thought that Zhuo Jian was worried about Lin Ruxiang, so he picked up the phone and dialed Zhuo Jian's number.

"..."

No one answered Zhuo Jian's cell phone for a long time.

Fu Yanye's heart sank, and he immediately dialed Yuan Man's cell phone: "Where is Zhuo Jian?"

"The program is being recorded."

Yuan Man replied softly.

Fu Yanye breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly his temples became tight and he could only put down his phone and rub his temples hard.

Wang Rui saw him finishing the phone call and asked, "Then I'll leave now."

"Well, go and come back quickly."

Fu Yanye nodded.

"yes."

Wang Rui agreed, turned around and walked towards the door.

Fu Yanye had a splitting headache, and suddenly those broken images reappeared in his mind. It was so disturbing that he almost fainted.

"Yanye, it's me you love."

"Fu Yanye, have you ever loved me?"
Chapter completed!