After running with the online dating boss

"No, I don't want to see that woman. I finally don't have to see her stinky face anymore. Why do I have to ask to see it now? The two of them can say whatever they like, and it has nothing to do with me. Put your phone away." Give it to me, the sky and the earth are big now, not as big as my best friend's life!"

Ai Yumu stretched out her hand, obviously speaking in anger, her bulging face was so cute that people couldn't help reaching out and wanting to pinch it.

Han Lingyu's eyes were full of doting, he reached out his hand to stop her waist, and said with a smile: "Okay, don't be angry, I guess that Meng Lan is nothing serious, and I don't need to look at her specially. Fang Yuan, you lock her in the secret room In the middle, wait for a few days, and then let her go."

"Okay, Mr. Han."

Fang Yuan nodded. Although it was somewhat different from his own recommendation, it was a good thing that the two no longer argued.

Anyway, this Meng Lan is an unknown person, how can he deserve to be interviewed by his boss in person?

He smiled and took out his mobile phone, transferred the call he just made, and handed it to Ai Yumu.

"Miss Ai, look, he just called from this number, you can just call back."

"OK."

"Oh, by the way, there are still 10 minutes before the time he gave. Although I don't know if they will really abide by the half-hour time limit they gave, if the other party is not here Do it within the stipulated time, and may give some warnings."

Fang Yuan clicked to stop, with a dignified expression.

There was a reminder behind him, that is, Han Yingying and Pu Zhengyi's family are in the hands of Gao Bahu, and it is better to listen to their arrangements.

But seeing the look in Ai Yumu's eyes, he didn't say any more, because the other party already understood, and there was no doubt that he would say more, the final decision was in their hands.

After all, he is just a small bodyguard and has no right to speak.

Handing over the phone, seeing that Ai Yumu was about to dial, he thought for a while and asked: "Miss Ai, if there is a chance to see Gao Bahu again, can you take me with you?"

"OK."

"Thank you."

Fang Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to smile first, but the bitterness in his eyes made him look like he was about to cry.

Han Lingyu looked at his back and whispered thoughtfully: "He always felt that he killed Gao Jiulong and owed his life to the Gao family. If this knot can't be untied, he will probably live in guilt all his life. .”

Ai Yumu saw that there were still a few minutes left, and he wanted to find a suitable place to sit down and talk to Li Duohai and the others calmly, so he walked into the bedroom and asked, "How did Gao Jiulong die? What did you do yesterday?" Haven't told me yet."

"Gao Jiulong's death is actually very complicated. On the surface, he was followed by Fang Yuan's comrades-in-arms. After being discovered, because he stole confidential information, he committed suicide in fear of crime. In fact, he committed suicide to protect and take care of him. Fang Yuan, otherwise Fang Yuan will definitely go to jail for the crime of covering up."

The man paused slightly, and sat opposite Ai Yumu with a serious face. After hesitating for a moment, he added: "But according to the findings of overseas investigators, Gao Jiulong's death may not be simple. It is very likely that Gao Bahu had a close relationship." big relationship."

"Gao Bahu? Aren't they blood brothers? A tiger doesn't eat its children, so he probably wouldn't kill his own brother."

"That's not necessarily true. No one knows what that lunatic is thinking now, and no one knows what he is planning behind his back."

Han Lingyu saw the little woman's eyes were tangled, stopped his movements, and reminded him aloud: "These are old things, and Gao Bahu's matter is not as simple as we imagined, and the Interpol has been investigating him. So you don’t have to think too much, the truth will be announced sooner or later.”

"kindness."
Ai Yumu felt a little heavy, took a deep breath, glanced at the number in his hand, and mustered up the courage to press the dial button.

After hearing two beeps, the phone was connected, and a man's cold voice sounded over there: "Miss Ai, your call is too slow, we almost lost our patience and wanted to vent our anger on Pu Zhengyi gone."

"Lee Da Hae! If you dare to hurt my friend, I will definitely make you look good."

"Hehe, Ms. Ai is really domineering. Looking at your gentle appearance before, I thought it was our boss who was worrying too much and recognized the wrong sister. Now it seems that you are really similar to our boss."

"What do you mean."

"Hehe, it means literally. Our boss has issued an order to confirm that you are his long-lost sister, and let hundreds of us see you as if they saw him."

Ai Yumu's face became more and more solemn, although from Han Lingyu's story last night, he guessed that his life experience might not be simple, even Gao Bahu's younger sister.

But she still couldn't accept it.

After all, who would admit that a man with blood on his hands and who regards human life as nothing is a relative?
She clenched her fists tightly, trying to make her voice sound calm and calm, and said coldly: "Where is Gao Bahu? I want to talk to him."

"Hehe, Ms. Ai, I know you must be very scheming. Anyone who learns about his life experience will be more excited. But I'm really sorry, our boss is not in Korea now, I just follow his arrangement. Han Yingying and Pu Zhengyi's family were released and returned to you. As for you to see him, it may take some time."

"Our boss is a little busy recently. We have to wait for him to finish dealing with the matter at hand before we can meet with you, talk about the family life, and tell you about the century-old secret of the Gao family."

Because Han Lingyu was on the sidelines to help as a staff officer, the phone was in public mode, and the words spoken inside echoed in the room verbatim.

Ai Yumu frowned and raised her eyebrows, looking at the man hesitantly, trying to see from his expression what to say next.

But from his face, really nothing can be seen.

The woman was helpless and decided to make up her own mind.

"Where should I go to meet Han Yingying and Park Zhengyi's family?"

"Come directly to the Pu family. They are all here anyway. In fact, it can't be said to be a pick-up. It's just that I represent our boss and explain the Pu family's affairs clearly."

"Okay, what time?"

"Hehe, let's just follow Mr. Han's original schedule. Isn't he already ready to attack? How can we say that we can't let his hard work go to waste, don't you think, the future Mrs. Han."

Li Dahai's laughter was very ear-piercing, with a strange and bitter feeling, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

Ai Yumu frowned, really unwilling to talk nonsense with such a scheming person, and said coldly: "Okay, see you tonight."

With a bang, the phone hangs up.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. The two looked at each other quietly. Han Lingyu still didn't speak, and he didn't know what he was thinking. No one could guess his heart with those dark eyes.

"Do you think this will be a Hongmen Banquet?"

The man raised his head slowly, twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently, shook his head and said, "I don't know, but what is certain is that going to Pu's house this time will definitely not be that simple."

"Well, I think so too. How could those people be so kind to let others go. Besides, do you think I'm really Gao Bahu's younger sister?"

"Don't worry, don't think too much, I'm right by your side, no matter what tricks they use, they won't succeed."

"Well, with you by my side, I feel relieved."

Ai Yumu raised the corners of his mouth, smiled and nodded, but his eyes were filled with frost, without any emotional ups and downs.

In the silence, Han Lingyu stood up slowly, put his hand gently on the woman's hairy head, and said softly: "You go to eat first, I have something to do, go out first."

"OK."

The two got up and went downstairs, and the restaurant had already wafted a faint smell of food, which was very attractive.

But for the preoccupied Ai Yumu, he didn't have much appetite.

Fang Yuan had been waiting for a long time, and when Han Lingyu came down, he didn't speak, but just took a step forward, and the two of them understood what they were going to do next.

"Yu Mu, you eat first, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be back soon."

"OK."

Ai Yumu quietly looked at the backs of the two leaving, and didn't say much, because she knew that she was just an assistant at the moment and didn't need to say much.

Everything here is decided by Han Lingyu, he is the boss here, he just needs to be a good helper quietly.

It's just that Gao Bahu said that they are brother and sister, is it true?
For some reason, there was a voice in her heart that said it was impossible, they would definitely not be siblings.

Maybe at the beginning, she still felt that it was because Gao Bahu was too ruthless, so she didn't want to admit it.

But now she calmed down and carefully recalled the scene where the two of them met before. From the very beginning when she saw this man, she had a feeling of resistance from the bottom of her heart.

This feeling is not disgust, but a kind of rejection in the blood.

Those eyes gave her a kind of coldness that emanated from the depths of her heart.

"Miss Ai, may the food I cook be delicious?"

A cry drew Ai Yumu's attention back, she raised her head in confusion, and met the chef's tangled expression.

She was slightly taken aback, then shook her head quickly: "No, your cooking is delicious."

The chef pointed at her bowl aggrieved, "Miss Ai, don't lie to me, it must be because my cooking is not delicious, otherwise why would you mash all the pasta?"

Ai slowly lowered his head, saw the paste in the bowl, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

How can we see the original appearance of the food? As early as in her upset mood, she smashed it into a bowl of mud with a spoon.

"Well, it's not what you think, your craftsmanship is great."

"Miss Ai, you don't need to comfort me like this. I know it must be because it doesn't taste good, that's why you are like this. I'm sorry, this is my mistake."

The chef looked lonely, seeing the diners eating the meals they cooked, for them, everything was worth it.

But now it seems that he still has no talent.

The corners of Ai Yumu's mouth twitched, seeing him reach out to put away the flour paste in the bowl with a frustrated face, he quickly stopped him.

"No, it's not that you are not good at craftsmanship. Eating noodles like this is my eccentricity. I like to mash the noodles into mud and eat them. The taste is particularly good."

"really?"

"Really, let me eat for you."

In order not to hurt a cook's heart, Ai Yumu could only fill up the noodles, and then ate the tasteless food in mouthfuls without tears.