Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

"..."

Qi Yan raised her head slightly and closed her eyes. Her hair was blown by the evening breeze that decorated the night, brushing lightly across her cheek, like the touch of a lover.

After a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and said in a calm tone without any emotion: "...Will he have trouble sleeping in there?"

The environment in the detention center is not as good as outside. I just promised Madam Shen yesterday that the delicate young master of the family will sleep in the detention center tonight...

Qi Yan's clear eyes sank a little as he looked out the window.

Before these people's dying struggle, they had already planned to pour a bucket of the dirtiest and smelliest water on Shen Rao.

Mu Yuan noticed the change in her aura and glanced at her sideways while biting his cigarette butt.

There were only a few white lights on at the end of the corridor, and her expression was completely hidden in the dim light, making it unclear.

It was as if a sense of violence was spreading and biting every bit of peaceful air.

Mu Yuan snorted and laughed, "It's not like you haven't squatted before, don't you know whether it's good to sleep or not?"

In the past, Qi Yan was often released from the detention center after the undercover operation was closed. The conditions in those places outside were not as good as those in the imperial capital.

"He is different from me." Qi Yan said, twisting his fingertips.

She is used to being rough, so it doesn't matter where she sleeps.

Qi Yan felt that Shen Rao had been wronged, very wronged.

"What's the difference?" Mu Yuan curled his lips, "I think that boy is very tough, tougher than you, just be at ease."

"..." Qi Yan didn't respond, her calm eyes rested on his face, "Uncle Mu."

"Qi Yan." Mu Yuan grinned, "You haven't even done anything useful yourself."

"Uncle Mu." she called again.

"That's enough," Mu Yuan scratched his forehead and put out his cigarette, "They will temporarily detain the man in the bureau. This place is better than the police station."

"Thank you, Uncle Mu." Qi Yan's eyelashes drooped slightly.

"Don't thank me," he raised his eyebrows, "You have to hurry up, I will still send it on the day."

"Yeah." Qi Yan raised his eyelids again, revealing the light in his pupils, "It will be over soon."

Mu Yuan stared at her, and Qi Yan just stood there, letting him look at her. The cold and brutality that had just engulfed the surroundings was now replaced by a vague indifference.

It has always been like this. You can't tell what he is thinking, but it seems like everything is under control.

After a while, he said, "Girl, I don't know whether to say that you have changed, or not..."

If you say she has changed, she still abides by the rules and knows her limits. If you say she has not changed, she will make some concessions.

"Uncle Mu, people will change." Qi Yanqing cast a clear look at him.

"Tsk..." Mu Yuan saw through her pupils and confirmed one thing. He walked over and patted her shoulder, "Qi Yan, you won't change."

"You can't change either."

He left these words as he passed by. Qi Yan looked at his back as he walked away, rubbing her wrists with her fingertips in silence, until Mu Yuan stopped at the corner of the stairs and turned back to say to her.

"Don't just stand there, it's getting late, go back to bed, it won't take a while."

"it is good."

Qi Yan promised very well, but she did not do it herself.

City Bureau parking lot.

Qi Yan leaned in the driver's seat and listened to the late-night car radio. The sweet female voice seemed to soothe people's hearts. Her eyes were fixed on the front without much focus.

so quiet.

It has been a long time since it was so quiet. The days with Shen Rao were always noisy and lively. Shen Rao would always find some random topics to chat with her, and it seemed that he was very happy to talk nonsense to her.

What a noisy and troublesome person.

And what about her?

It seemed as if he didn't say a word, and the corners of Qi Yan's lips curled up slightly.

She's pretty boring, isn't she?

A person who is very frugal with words becomes a nagging and worrying chatterbox because of love.

A person of few words, because of love, will listen carefully and respond nicely even to nonsense.

This was the first time in Qi Yan's life that someone said he loved her so openly.

Who is as bold as he is, who is as loud as he is, who loves as intensely as he does?

No.

Everyone is trying to maintain superficial decency and never talks about love, even Qi Yan is one of them.

In her world, "love" is a word that will hardly appear in her life, but she met a shameless man.

He is shameless, he doesn't care about dignity, he doesn't want anything, he just wants Qi Yan.

So he won. It wasn't a beautiful win, it was even tragic, but he won in a satisfying way.

Qi Yan glanced at the empty passenger seat, rested his elbows on the steering wheel, supported his chin and murmured softly.

"I kind of... missed you."

In this silent game, Shen Rao is the final winner.

The beast willingly took the chain tied to his body and put it in his hand, saying, "Keep it."

However, Shen Rao would probably look at the chain, tie a similar one around his neck, and hand it to the Beast, saying, "You keep it too."

They own each other and invade each other.

Shen Rao doesn't want to be a winner. He will take the initiative to stand under the podium and look her in the eye, saying: "Hi, what a coincidence."

The female announcer's voice was still lingering in the car stereo. When the sky turned pale, the late-night broadcast had come to an end. As the announcer said goodbye, there was a knock on the passenger window.

Qi Yan raised his drooping eyelids slightly, the car door was opened, and the tightly wrapped man gasped, "Oh, the imperial capital is so cold."

"Go sit in the back." A soft and gentle voice stopped the man from moving towards the passenger seat.

"..." Zuo Yu glanced at the co-pilot, not knowing what he understood, "Ah, okay, okay."

He opened the back door and got in, pulled off the turtleneck sweater that covered half of his face, and handed over the stack of documents in his hand.

"Is there any water? I'm dying of thirst."

"It's in the trunk, take it yourself." Qi Yan said as he casually flipped through the information.

Zuo Yu turned over to reach for the mineral water in the trunk, drinking as he spoke.

"Most of the evidence can be overturned immediately. I guess framing Young Master Shen was just a trick they came up with. Their preparations were not complete and there are loopholes everywhere."

"Perhaps they wanted to maximize the value of that batch of goods. Last night I intercepted several media outlets that got the news from somewhere."

Even if a batch of goods could not save Shen Rao's life, it would be more than enough to ruin his reputation and cause a large amount of market value to evaporate.

The most confused person right now should be Shen's Public Relations. They had just received the news that their big boss was in jail, but before they could do anything, the news was suppressed. Even those media outlets that had been asking for very high prices disappeared.

And the 'culprit' hides his merits and fame.

"It will be completely light soon. Let's record Zhong Chenjun's statement. He should know the exact destination of this batch of goods."

Solving this problem is neither easy nor difficult.

It's just a bit troublesome.

"You go and record it." Qi Yan put down the paper and said, "After breakfast, I'll take you there later."

“You’re not going in person?” Zuo Yu screwed the cap back on the mineral water bottle. “He might not tell me if I go.”