After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

"What were they talking about? They seemed to be on edge," Wen Qiyun came out of the study and saw the subtle atmosphere between the two.

Wen Jin came back to his senses, and when his eyes moved, a smile slightly curled up at the corner of his lips: "Nothing."

"Fang Ping just called me and asked about Fang Kai. When are you going to release him?"

Wen Qiyun didn't intend to take care of Fang Kai's matter at first.

But he had no choice. Fang Ping was his friend for many years. Even if he asked for other things, it would be fine. But since it involved his children, Wen Qiyun couldn't refuse too firmly.

"Wait a little longer!" Wen Jin pulled at the legs of his chiffon pants and sat opposite Wen Qiyun: "Uncle Fang's bones haven't been twisted off yet."

"Are you planning something? Is your Uncle Fang a necessary link in this?" Wen Jin's performance in the company in the past few months has shown that he is very capable in making things go smoothly.

Many old friends in the business world have told him that Wen Jin's methods are quite similar to those of Mr. Shen.

It's no big deal to kill you when you're sick.

What I’m afraid of is that these people will trap you in a circle and slowly target you... and you won’t even realize it.

Wen Jin said nothing and played with the phone in his hand.

The meaning was obvious, she didn't want to say it.

Wen Qiyun was holding a cup of water, leaning on the sofa, and asked with a half-smile, "Dad can't tell me either?"

Wen Mo sat at the dining table and took in the undercurrent between the two. She came over to smooth things over and said, "I heard that you got the consumables from Zhou Shan Medical Beauty Group?"

Help her?

Wen Jin's eyes moved horizontally to Wen Mo, and he nodded as she said, "Sign the contract on Monday."

"Very good, very good," Wen Qiyun could not hide the smile on his face.

Looking at Wen Jin, he patted his knees repeatedly: "Did you drive? Let's have a drink to celebrate?"

Wen Jin responded: "No."

While Wen Qiyun stood up to get the wine, Wen Jin supported his head, his eyes fell on Wen Mo, with a smile on his face.

For a moment I didn't know how to describe the relationship between them.

Bad guy? Not necessarily.

Good guy? Not necessarily, given their conflicting positions!

It was almost eleven o'clock when we left the Wen family.

She just took a taxi to the gate of the community.

Fang Tai called.

"I asked someone to check what you asked me to do last time. Twenty-one years ago, someone in the hospital did call the police and report that the child was missing."

"But there was no Internet back then, and I asked my friend at the police station to look into the matter. They just recorded someone calling the police to report a missing child, and there was no extra detail."

"The hospital is even more suspicious. When they moved the hospital, a huge fire burned it down and all the files were gone."

Wen Jin guessed that the matter was difficult to investigate. Shen Xunzhou had been investigating this matter for years but had not found anything. It was impossible for her to find any clues right away.

She looked up at the sky and sighed slightly: "It's troublesome."

"There's another method, which is a bit crude." Fang Tai suggested.

"Appreciate further details."

"The Internet is so developed that you can post a missing person notice online, but you might get caught."

Wen Jin had thought about this possibility, but the noise was too loud and might alert the people behind him: "I'll think about it."

"It's a strong remedy. I think you can give it a try. If you've thought it through, give me a call. I know a few friends who are pretty good at the Internet."

"Okay," Wen Jin hung up the phone and was about to press the elevator button.

A big hand landed on her waist from behind, startling her and she stepped back in panic.

"it's me."

Wen Jin pulled Shen Xunzhou's dog paws away: "Are you a ghost? You walk without making any sound?"

"I called you several times from behind," Shen Xunzhou stared at her, his eyes fell on the phone in her hand: "Who's calling?"

"So absorbed."

"Guess?" Wen Jin raised his eyebrows, entered the elevator, crossed his arms and looked at Shen Xunzhou, trying to see something from his eyes.

Shen Xunzhou had been busy all day. When he learned in Yu City that Wen Jin had met Song Jinzhi, his heart flew back home. He found a ridiculous excuse to leave Li Hui there to entertain guests and flew back by helicopter.

In the narrow elevator, Wen Jin leaned against the wall and looked at him.

He looked like he was hesitant to speak.

The man stretched out his fingertips to pull off the tie around his neck: "Anything to say?"

Wen Jin nodded: "Yes."

"I'm afraid you'll be unhappy if I tell you."

The elevator door opened, and Shen Xunzhou stretched out his hand to block the elevator wall to let Wen Jin go out first, showing his gentlemanly demeanor.

The two entered the room, and 674 came over with a hoarse voice asking for a touch.

Wen Jin changed his shoes and went into the room. Shen Xunzhou bent down and touched 674's head: "Be good, don't make noise."

"You fucked my mother?" Shen Xunzhou saw Wen Jin was hesitant and made a blind guess.

Wen Jin shook his head: "No."

"What is that?" The man took off his coat and casually draped it on the back of the sofa. He went into the public bathroom to wash his hands before he dared to walk closer, put his arms around her waist and kissed her.

"Yang Chuan called me today."

Yang Chuan?

The man frowned slightly: "Secretary Ling Jibai?"

Wen Jinen said, "They accused you of chasing them down and killing them."

"Heh————," Shen Xunzhou sneered and leaned over to kiss her cheek: "No matter what."

Wen Jin let him rub her face: "If you have a personal grudge with Ling Jibai, I don't care, but if it's because of me, I suggest you don't do this."

Shen Xunzhou's expression turned noticeably colder: "Reason?"

Wen Jin looked him straight in the face: "It will make you look petty."

"I am petty by nature," Shen Xunzhou threw out a sentence, and without waiting for Wen Jin to react, he pinched Wen Jin's waist, picked him up and carried him into the study.

He kicked the door shut, put the person on the desk, and asked in a hoarse voice, suppressing his lust: "Is there one in the study?"

"have what?"

"What do you say?"

Wen Jin blushed as he remembered something, and said awkwardly, "No."

"Where are they all placed?"

"Bedroom!" Wen Jin gritted his teeth and reached out to push the person away.

Slide down the desk, open the door and go out.

It was pitch dark and I didn't look at my feet. I was startled when I stepped on the round meat pad.

Accompanied by 674's screams.

Wen Jin was terrified: "674, I'll kill you."

“Meow…Awooo….”

Wen Jin: "What are you calling?"

“Meow….”

A man and a cat started to curse each other across species.

Shen Xunzhou was leaning against the door in a very good mood, looking at Wen Jin lazily.

"Do you understand what it's saying?"

Wen Jin was provoked by him and became even more angry. He bent down and stretched out his hand to grab 674.

Seeing this, the man quickly grabbed Wen Jin's waist and dragged her into the bedroom.

Saved 674 cat lives.

"Let me go, I'm going to go out and crush its balls."

"Xiao Jin," Shen Xunzhou coaxed her patiently, holding her hand and leading her: "You can pinch it, it won't feel anything. If you are interested, I don't mind being your test subject."

Wen Jin:..............