Yan Tao’s mouth had a cynical smile, leaning on Qin Zong and smiling: "In a bad mood?"

  Qin Zong glanced at the scornful teenager, and took the bread out of her mouth, "Eating is delicious."

  Looking at what Qin Zong didn't tell him, Yan Tao shrugged, okay.

  Feng Wei called when she had just finished her breakfast, which was not considered breakfast.

  This morning is the drama of the male and female lead. Feng Wei sent her a text message yesterday, saying that he would notify Yan Tao when they finished filming.

   "Yantao, Yu Lin, and the rest of the scene are almost over. You will be ready at about twelve o'clock, and we will make the final make-up." Feng Wei found out that the camera could be moved just a bit when finishing with the editing director yesterday.

  Yantao: "Okay, I'll be there soon."

  Feng Wei smiled, and then said, "By the way, tonight, we will hold a banquet in the Royal Capital Hotel, Room 302, are you free?"

Yantao thought for a while and agreed.

   "Director's call?"

   "Well," Yan Tao nodded, "Tell me to go to the green banquet tonight."

  Qin Zong lifted his eyelids, moved his thin lips, and swallowed the question about his mouth again. With a gratitude, he picked up the coat hanging on the hanger and said, "Let's go, I'll take you."

   Yan Tao planned to track down Xiao Qi's whereabouts after the filming today, so she didn't pester Qin Zong much.

  Anyway, there will be opportunities in the future.

  Qin Zong sent Yan Tao out and drove around to the coffee shop in the Central Mall.

  The owner is a young girl with a fashionable dress, a suspender shirt and short hot pants, and a very hot body.

  Tong Yan**, she could not be described more appropriately.

  She was lying on the counter watching a Korean TV series, crying violently.

   Hearing a guest coming in, he wiped his tears and looked over, and saw the cold and tall man stepping forward.

   Fu Yingying yelled, "Isn't this our brother Qin? Why come to me this time?"

  Qin Zong's eyes swept over her without a wave of waves, and Lian Feng, the innermost part of the coffee shop, was waving at him frantically.

   "Master, here and here."

  Qin Zong shook off the old rules and sat down opposite Lian Feng.

Lian Feng took out a large pile of documents and said incessantly, "Master, this time I have checked the eighteenth generations of Yan Tao's ancestors. Look at you, what's in my eyes? It's all bloodshot..."

  Qin Zong hit the nail on the head: "Have you found it?"

"Cough cough cough," Lian Feng shook his head, "No, since Yan Tao went home at the age of eight, all of them have been cleaned up. No classmates, friends, relatives are called Yun Kuo. There is one called Gao Kuo, yes. She abducted her aunt who was tens of thousands of miles away, but died early."

   "Master, did you get your name wrong? Maybe it's Li Kuo, Wang Kuo, or Yun isn't a surname, but there is a surname in front of it? I added these possibilities, and there was nothing to gain."

  Qin Zong: "Yan Tao went home at the age of eight, what's the matter?"

  The last time I checked the information was very brief, after all, it turned out that Yan Tao had nothing to check.

  Most of the data are small things bullied by classmates and managers.

  Neither did Yan Tao go home at the age of eight.

   Repeatedly scratching his head, he also felt a little strange: "I don't know the specific reason for sending it home. I asked someone to check it in Qingyang City.

Yan Tao lived with his parents before he was eight years old. When he was eight years old, he didn’t know what happened. Her father Liu Cheng sent the children back to Liu’s house in Qingyang City. Have children. I called my brother in Qingyang City to find out. The person who lives with Liu's family doesn't know where Yan Tao's parents are going, and no one even knows Yan Tao's mother's name. "