Strange in public! Trying to conceive in private! Pampered and kissed every night.

In the evening, a helicopter dispatched from the prefecture-level city, carrying antivenom, a constant temperature preservation box, and an emergency medical kit, successfully arrived at Bilao Mountain.

At this time, the blond young master Jin Ruizhi had not yet returned from the small town.

Qin Yuhe called Jin Ruizhi: "What are you doing?"

Jin Ruizhi huddled in the shadows near the casino, surrounded by a buzzing sound: "Feed the mosquitoes."

As we all know, it is the female mosquitoes that bite people, in order to reproduce and lay eggs, and to suck human blood to obtain proteins from the blood.

Qin Yuhe: "You're so selfless. You haven't even had children yet, but you're already selflessly donating blood to female mosquitoes to help them reproduce."

Jin Ruizhi: "What do you mean?"

Qin Yuhe: "Everyone cares about how high you fly, but I only care about whether you're itchy from mosquito bites."

Jin Ruizhi: "Itchy."

Qin Yuhe: "Endure."

Jin Ruizhi choked for a moment, then explained, "Feeding mosquitoes was a last resort. I found out that Jian Shuibing would be coming to this casino, so I've been lying in wait near it."

Qin Yuhe: "Is there anyone else around?"

Jin Ruizhi: "Your group of employees with their slicked-back, parted hairstyles are following me around."

Qin Yuhe: "If Jian Shuibing appears, do not act alone. Report to me immediately and follow my instructions."

After spending these days together, Jin Ruizhi knew that Qin Yuhe was a trustworthy and reliable person. This unruly young master, who had always acted recklessly, now obediently said, "Okay, I'll follow your arrangements, President Qin."

After hanging up the phone, Jin Ruizhi continued to wait in the same spot.

The buzzing sound kept going in my ears.

Mosquitoes were especially nice to Jin Ruizhi, constantly circling around him and even giving him a bag.

Jin Ruizhi's nose was bitten, resulting in a large red bump, and he transformed into a clown.

He turned to look at the creatures of the earth beside him: "Did the mosquitoes bite you?"

Everyone: "No, the mosquitoes are all busy flying around you."

Jin Ruizhi was very unhappy.

We're all human, why are you only attacking him?

It has no ability to attract bees and butterflies, but it's excellent at attracting mosquitoes. What a terrible constitution!

Jin Ruizhi went and bought a bottle of floral water, then applied it all over her body, making herself smell wonderful and transforming herself into a flower fairy.

The sky changed from bright to hazy, and the crowds around us went from endless to scattered, and then to completely deserted.

Spending a long time in one place, coupled with the constant "harassment" from mosquitoes, can be extremely unbearable.

As a pampered young master, Jin Ruizhi had never experienced such foreign hardships.

He remained steadfastly in the corner, with no thought of giving up, his only thought being to find Jian Yiyi as soon as possible.

She has been missing for days, and he is very worried about her, not knowing if she is doing well.

Jin Ruizhi made a sincere wish: that Jian Yiyi would be safe and sound.

Jane, I know you're not doing well right now. Please, you must hang in there. We will find you soon, we promise.

.........

In Bilao Mountain, Qin Yuhe was also busy with rescue work.

He planned to take a stroll around Jian Shuibing's old house.

At this moment, he was wearing a black quick-drying jacket, his black hair falling naturally, a completely different look from his usual impeccably tailored suit and slicked-back hair.

Qin Yuhe carried a knife and snake-repelling items with him and headed into the mountains.

As he passed through a dense forest, he paused, glancing back out of the corner of his eye.

Someone is following him.

He paused, and the people behind him paused as well.

Qin Yuhe slipped behind a large tree.

In the blink of an eye, the person in front suddenly disappeared, and the person behind rushed out anxiously, wearing a hat and a mask, standing by the big tree, looking left and right, searching anxiously.

Qin Yuhe emerged from behind the big tree, opened his arms, and hugged her from behind: "Who told you to come along, Mrs. Qin?"

The person being embraced said in a low voice, "Have we been found out?"

Qin Yuhe: "Yes, even if you wear a disguise, I will still recognize you."

He reached out and took the hat off her head.

Her long, black hair, which had been bound for so long, cascaded down, falling softly from her slender, straight shoulders. The hair was fluffy and soft, with a few stray strands clinging to her cheeks.

He reached out and removed the mask from her face.

Song Xinya's beautiful and radiant face was revealed, with red lips and white teeth, and delicate and exquisite facial features.

Qin Yuhe leaned over her face and kissed her cheek hard.

"I told you not to come along, why did you still come?"

The tone was stern, but the actions were affectionate.

Previously, Qin Yuhe had repeatedly told her to stay at the farmer's house.

Song Xinya readily agreed: "I will definitely stay in the house and not go out."

He left, and she followed right behind him.

Song Xinya was unsure and a little guilty, so she asked, "Are you angry?"

Qin Yuhe: "I'm angry."

Song Xinya: "Then what should we do?"

Qin Yuhe: "Give me a hard kiss, just like I did when I kissed you."

Song Xinya turned her head and kissed his cheek.

Qin Yuhe: "Not enough force."

Song Xinya blushed and twisted her hands together: "Shall we kiss again when we get back tonight?"

Qin Yuhe patted her head with his hand: "Okay."

He didn't want her to come along because it was dangerous.

She came along because of the danger.

Both of them were worried that the other was in danger.

Song Xinya pursed her lips, her cheeks puffed out, her fingers fidgeting incessantly, her usually pink knuckles now white, and she stood there stubbornly.

"Since I'm already here, I'm not going back. You couldn't pull me away even if you used ten oxen."

Look at him, he's more stubborn than ten oxen.

Qin Yuhe walked ahead, clearing a path and scattering snake repellent. After confirming there was no danger, he let Song Xinya follow.

The two did not encounter any more snakes on the way.

However, we encountered a caterpillar, also known as a spiky caterpillar.

A caterpillar fell from the tree and landed on Qin Yuhe's shoulder, crawling up the bare skin of his neck.

Song Xinya saw it, knocked it down with a stick, and stomped on it, causing the caterpillar to burst open.

The caterpillar's internal organs sprayed out and stuck to the soles of her shoes.

Song Xinya wasn't afraid at all. A smug smile graced her beautiful face as she looked at Qin Yuhe and said, "See, bringing me along was quite useful, wasn't it?"

Qin Yuhe turned up her collar to cover her neck, put the hat back on her head, put the mask on her face, and zipped her clothes up to the top, covering her completely.

"Everyone has their own unique talents, and I'll use them if I don't have to."

The two of them arrived at Jian Shuibing's old house without encountering any special circumstances.

The old house had been abandoned for many years, the courtyard wall had collapsed, spider webs covered the beams and pillars, green moss climbed the base of the wall, and green ivy covered the walls.

Qin Yuhe glanced into the courtyard and said with certainty, "Jian Shuibing has been here."

Song Xinya looked around but didn't see anyone. "How did you know?"

Qin Yuhe pointed to a few weeds creeping on the ground: "These are the marks of being trampled."

The yard was overgrown with weeds, growing straight and tall, except for a few wild grasses growing at the entrance of the main room, which were broken off and lying on the ground.

Qin Yuhe: "Jian Shuibing's home is deep in the mountains, and there's nothing valuable in the house. Who would go to such lengths to enter his home?"

The answer is self-evident, according to Jian Shuibing himself.

There was no lock on the main room door. Perhaps there used to be, but it was broken at some point by someone.

Qin Yuhe pushed open the door to the main room, and the musty, rotten smell rushed into his nostrils.

He went in and checked all the rooms.

The footprints on the ground and the handprints left by fingers tracing across the table all proved that Qin Yuhe's deduction was correct; Jian Shuibing had been there.

But there was no sign of anyone living in the house.

Jian Shuibing doesn't live here.

After searching around, Qin Yuhe was about to leave when he turned around and saw Song Xinya standing in front of the table, staring blankly at the old, yellowed photo frame on it.

Qin Yuhe looked at the photo frame and saw a picture of a girl.

Song Xinya picked up the photo frame, pointed to the little girl, and said, "This is my younger sister, Song Tingyou."

The little girl in the photo, about three or four years old, is Song Tingyou, whom Song Xinya has never met before.

Song Tingyou, from the time those sisters missed.

Song Xinya felt regretful for not being able to witness her younger sister's growth firsthand.

It's good to be able to see photos of my sister from those lost years.

Qin Yuhe noticed Song Xinya's emotional fluctuations and knew that she cherished these photos.

He pulled out all the drawers and opened all the cabinets, rummaging through everything and searching everywhere.

He helped her find it—

Song Tingyou, four years old.

Five-year-old Song Tingyou.

Song Tingyou, six years old.

Song Tingyou, seven years old.

The little girl in the photos grew taller and taller with each new photo, her chubby cheeks transforming into a delicate and graceful oval face.

It turns out that her younger sister grew up in this small mountain village.

Song Xinya held the photos of her younger sister when she was a child, as if she had found a treasure.

Although we didn't find my sister on this trip, we did find some photos of her when she was little, which is a reward in itself.

most……

Ideally...

Find your sister quickly.

Song Xinya was very worried that if she waited any longer, she would never find her younger sister again.

Qin Yuhe embraced his worried wife, his gentle voice like a vow, telling her, "Ya Ya, I will help you find your sister, I promise."

The two returned to a farmer's house at the foot of the mountain. Qin Yuhe sent Jin Ruizhi a message: [Have you spotted Jian Shuibing?]

Jin Ruizhi: [Not yet]

The deep black of the night deepened, then receded like the tide as time passed, and the sky turned pale white.

At dawn, Qin Yuhe's phone rang.

Jin Ruizhi sent a message: [President Qin, I've spotted Jian Shuibing!]

Qin Yuhe immediately sat up in bed and began to get dressed.

Song Xinya sat up, wearing a spaghetti strap nightgown. Her fair arms were propped up behind her, her chest was thrust forward, her neck was long and graceful, and her skin had a flawless glow like snow.

Her voice, still soft and sweet from just waking up, asked, "What happened?"

Qin Yuhe turned to look at her, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her lips deeply.

"I will definitely help you find your sister today!"