The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

He Chen's gaze towards He Yi became a little restless.

He Yi slipped his hand from his trouser pocket, took it out, held a cell phone in his hand, and handed it to He Zhentian.

"Grandpa, this phone was dropped by the killer. It can't be turned on now, and it was damaged by rain. If someone restores it, it must have what we want."

There are many high-end talents on Heiyun Island, and there must be talents who restore mobile phones.

As long as the phone is restored, the data in the phone can be used to find out who he has been in contact with.

He Zhentian took it, stared at the phone, thought for a moment, and clenched it thoughtfully.

"Okay, don't say it was damaged by rain, even if it was crushed to pieces, I still have the talent to restore the phone to good condition and keep the previous content."

"Wait for news from grandpa, I'll go back and wash myself first."

He Yi folded his body, exchanged a glance with He Chen, and left quickly.

He Chen glanced sideways at the direction in which He Yi left, and was immersed in his thoughts for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Just from the corners of his gloomy eyes, it can be seen that he is in an extremely bad mood right now.

"Chen'er?...Chen'er?"

He Zhentian called twice, and He Chen looked away.

"grandfather."

"I see that your heart has gone nine days away."

He Chen glanced at the mobile phone in He Zhentian's hand, and replied: "I didn't have a good rest last night, and I'm in a bad state today. If you're okay, I'll go down first too."

What disturbed him was that this black phone was indeed exactly the same as Ji Boyan's.

Since Ji Boyan called last night, his mobile phone has been disconnected, and the person sent out to look for him has not returned yet.

Ji Boyan's life and death are uncertain now.

If this phone really belongs to Ji Boyan, and there is a contact between him and Ji Boyan on it, he can hardly escape the blame.

He Zhentian stared at He Chen for a long time, his eyes full of sophistication, very penetrating.

He Chen pursed his lower lip tightly. He knew that He Zhentian was still influenced by He Yi's words and was suspicious of him.

He Chen said softly: "Grandpa."

The complicated look in He Zhentian's eyes dissipated, "Chen'er, since you didn't rest well last night, then go back and have a good rest." He Chen nodded and stepped back.

Behind him, he could still hear He Zhentian's orders.

"Send the phone and restore it as quickly as possible. Also, don't allow anyone else to approach the phone, and send me someone to watch it."

When He Chen left, his complexion gradually darkened, and he quickly walked back to his place of residence.

The subordinates were frightened by his face.

"Has Ji Boyan got through on the phone?"

"not yet."

"Where is the person sent to find?"

"I haven't found anyone yet, boss, what's the situation now?"

At this end, He Yi also went back to the room, Jiang Ruoyue turned her head to see the person coming back, and rushed towards him quickly.