After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

In the shopping mall next to the hospital, Wen Jin picked out a decent dress, put it on, swiped her card and prepared to leave.

Li Hui was wearing casual clothes and followed her not too far away.

Seeing her take out an ordinary memory card, his eyes darkened slightly: "Shen Xunzhou didn't give you a card?"

"Give it to me, but I don't want it."

"If you're not proactive in taking money, there's something wrong with your brain, Wen Xiaojin," Li Hui reminded her earnestly.

"In this world, only the power and money in your hands can be loyal to you forever."

"I know." Wen Jin passed by a coffee shop and went in to buy a cup of coffee. Li Hui glanced at the name of the shop and said, "I don't drink chain brands like this."

Wen Jin glanced at him, scanned the code to pay, and ordered a latte for 12.9.

"If I don't drink, you won't order for me?" Li Hui looked at her as if she were a monster.

"If you don't drink it, I'll pay you back? I owe you money?" Wen Jin took the order number and walked to the railing of the mall and glanced down.

Li Hui leaned lazily on the railing, his eyes falling on Wen Jin's face. When the lights of the shopping mall shone down on her face, it looked a little furry, which made her look particularly beautiful.

"How does it feel to look over your own kingdom?"

Wen Jin glanced at him and asked, "Are you dizzy?"

Li Hui cleared his throat: "A little bit, after all, I showed you the door all night last night?"

As soon as Li Hui finished speaking, Wen Jin's face turned red all the way to his neck. He turned his head stiffly and mechanically to look at Li Hui.

The latter touched his nose awkwardly and coughed awkwardly: "This mall belongs to Shen Xunzhou. If you two get together, won't it be your kingdom?"

“Not only the shopping mall, but also the commercial street near the hospital belongs to the Shen family.”

Wen Jin didn't say anything. Li Hui leaned against the railing and advised her: "Putting aside the family factors, Shen Xunzhou is a man who is a bit busy, but his sense of responsibility and loyalty to the marriage relationship are still quite reliable."

Seeing Wen Jin not far away, the clerk brought the prepared coffee to her.

Wen Jin took it, drank a sip, and slowly retorted: "He's so good, why are you marrying him?"

Putting aside family factors, why not put aside life?

............

When Wen Jin returned to the hospital, Jiang Ge just rushed over.

He unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it to him. Jiang Ge finished it in one breath and then spoke with a heavy breath: "Master, I checked it out. The owner of the car rental company said it was a young man in his thirties. He wore a hat, mask and gloves when he went to rent a car. He was fully equipped. He said he had his ID card as a deposit, but I checked it with the ID card. The owner of the ID card is now serving a prison term."

“I went in ten years ago.”

"Are there any surveillance photos?" Shen Xunzhou sat on the bed, not daring to lean his back against the headboard.

When Jiang Ge took out his cell phone and handed over the photo, Shen Xunzhou's already stern brows suddenly frowned.

Wen Jin saw the clue: "Do you know him?"

"Fuck you........." Shen Xunzhou blurted out three words, as if he realized something was wrong: "Zhao Wan'er's pretty boy."

"Are you sure?" Wen Jin walked over, stared at the phone screen, and zoomed in and out of the photo dozens of times.

It is covered so tightly that only the eyes are exposed. What can you see?

Shen Xunzhou did not rush to answer Wen Jin's question, but asked Jiang Ge: "Where is the person? Did you catch him?"

"No, the lake is connected to the river, and it rained heavily a few days ago, so it's hard to find."

Shen Xunzhou did not lower his eyes, his fingertips slowly rubbing on the hospital quilt, as if thinking about something: "No need to send people to look for her, let someone keep an eye on the area around Zhao Wan'er's ward."

"Understood," Jiang Ge nodded in response.

The eyes of the man who hadn't slept all night were now full of red bloodshot. Shen Xunzhou took the phone from Wen Jin's hand and handed it to him: "Send me the photos, go and have a rest, I'll give you a day off today."

"Thank you, Master."

The ward was empty. Wen Jin pulled out a chair beside the bed and sat down. She looked at Shen Xunzhou and asked doubtfully, "Are you so sure?"

Shen Xunzhou raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes calm and peaceful: "He died in my hands."

Wen Jin was silent. Another life was lost.

Wen Mo, Zhao Wan'er, and this man.

"How many people did you kill in your previous life?" Wen Jin asked.

Shen Xunzhou's eyes were firm, and he did not regret anything he had done: "I didn't kill anyone. Those who died in my hands were murderers. They are not considered human beings."

"In his previous life, he only appeared at the end of December, but now it's still a few days away from October," Shen Xunzhou analyzed step by step: "Either the story line is messed up, or......"

"They were the ones who lied at the time," Wen Jin took over Shen Xunzhou's words, and the latter nodded.

Wen Jin understood: "What should we do now?"

"Wait! Zhao Wan'er is here, he will come back, it's just a matter of time."

At noon, the two returned to Nanyang, and Shen Xunzhou returned to the company with injuries.

When taking the elevator down, Wen Jin couldn't help but said with concern: "Don't drink recently."

The man nodded: "Try your best."

"Don't want to die?"

Shen Xunzhou stared at her with his eyes sideways, and the corners of his lips twitched slightly, as if he was happy about his relationship with Wen Jin: "If you accompany me to the table, I can find a way to not drink. Or, if we get married, I can also not drink."

Wen Jin smiled, knowing what Shen Xunzhou was going to say: "Announce to the public that there is a tigress at home?"

"Inferior!" Shen Xunzhou threw out two words, and moved closer to Wen Jin with a smile, his lips brushing against her earlobe, causing her whole body to shudder: "Prepare for pregnancy!"

Wen Jin lightly replied: "Give birth to you?"

Shen Xunzhou raised his eyes and glanced at the number on the elevator, then took a step back and teased back, "It's okay to give birth to you."

"you............."

Ding Dong, the elevator door opened, interrupting Wen Jin's words.

"Mr. Shen, I need your approval for the speech for the entrepreneur press conference tomorrow."

"Mr. Shen, the bidding price needs your signature."

"Mr. Shen, the reporter from the Financial Newspaper is already downstairs."

"Mr. Shen........."

"........."

Shen Xunzhou didn't even have time to say hello to Wen Jin before he was swarmed into the office.

..............

As soon as Wen Jin arrived at the office, Lin Xiao came up to him, looking flustered: "You're here, Fang Ping just left."

"They're gone, why are you panicking?"

"There's a lady named Fang who has been waiting for you all morning. I don't know if she's a relative of Fang Ping's. These people are really weird."

As soon as Lin Xiao finished speaking, Wen Jin pushed open the office door and went in.

The person sitting on the sofa stood up suddenly, walked to Wen Jin in a hurry, and knelt down with a thud......