Wife and daughter died, the scumbag is celebrating the birthday of Bai Yueguang's child

Lin Zhiyi looked at Shen Yan's harmless smile and knew that Shen Yan and Song Wanqiu could no longer sit still.

How could these two people allow her to perform well in front of President Yu?

Rather than being unable to defend against a hidden attack, it is better to give them both a chance and counter their moves.

On the way to the bathroom, Shen Yan kept stealing glances at Lin Zhiyi from time to time.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was speculating: "Zhiyi, why didn't you stop me when I was talking just now?"

Lin Zhiyi knew that Shen Yan would come to question her, and she had already prepared the reasons.

She pulled Shen Yan's hand helplessly: "Shen Yan, I thought you were just here to give me a gift, but I didn't know you would steal the spotlight. You didn't tell me, so how could I stop you?"

"I'm not trying to steal the limelight. I just really think that ring is beautiful." Shen Yan explained hurriedly, fearing that Lin Zhiyi would become suspicious.

"Of course I believe you, but I don't know if President Yu will think you are being too smart."

Lin Zhiyi sighed deliberately and continued walking forward.

Suddenly, Shen Yan's vicious gaze almost pierced his back.

It must be unpleasant to hate her but be unable to get rid of her, and yet have to cling to her, right?

But isn’t this the path Shen Yan chose to climb up?

It's just that she, the stepping stone, is disobedient.

The two passed by a small garden where many camellia flowers were planted, which bloomed more beautifully than those outside.

Shen Yan stopped, pulled Lin Zhiyi, and pointed at the garden: "It seems that President Yu really likes camellia. It takes a lot of effort to take care of so many flowers. If anything goes wrong, he will definitely be furious."

"indeed."

Lin Zhiyi looked at the garden and nodded.

Shen Yan glanced at Lin Zhiyi lightly, a hint of calculation flashing in her eyes.

"Let's go. Let's be careful not to damage the flowers. After all, Mr. Yu decided on the cooperation of our studio."

"Ah."

They both entered the restroom stall together.

Then a sneaky figure slipped out from inside.

……

the other side.

Gong Chen stood by the lake, the rippling water fell on his face, making him look handsome and profound.

But his expression was as cold as ever, without any unnecessary expression.

But the calmness of a superior still made Mr. Yu feel a little shaken.

Her feelings towards Gong Chen were not just admiration, but also a woman's affection for a man. She felt it was worth it even if it was just a one-night stand.

Unfortunately, this man doesn't understand romance.

I originally thought he was deeply in love with Miss Song.

I didn't expect that...

interesting.

"Third Master, when Miss Song spoke just now, why didn't you block her way? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing your fiancée? Or are you waiting for someone to speak?"

"We are here to discuss business today, not personal feelings." Gong Chen said calmly.

“How heartless.”

President Yu leaned against the armrest in a charming manner, handed a cigarette to Gong Chen, and then he held the cigarette between his legs, motioning Gong Chen to light it for him.

Since I can't sleep with this man, it's nice to enjoy some privileges.

Gong Chen lit a cigarette for her and then lit one for himself.

Mr. Yu got back to the point: "My family had a little friendship with the Rockefeller family abroad in the early years, so this cooperation was possible. They rarely cooperate with domestic companies, so they asked me to help select the right people. You should know what I mean."

She blew a puff of smoke towards Gong Chen.

Gong Chen narrowed his eyes: "I will arrange the contract as soon as possible. I will give you a satisfactory share, but you cannot disclose any information before that."

"That's it? Anything else you want to ask? For example, who would I choose to design my jewelry?" Mr. Yu chuckled.

"You're not stupid." Gong Chen flicked his cigarette with no expression.

"..."

It's boring to talk to people who are too smart.

Mr. Yu was just about to talk about the contents of the contract when he suddenly heard someone exclaim.

"Fire! Fire! Help!"

Gong Chen glanced at the pavilion, turned around and ran out.

Ms. Yu put out her cigarette and clicked her tongue twice. Her villa had not been so lively for several years.

……

The villa is backed by a mountain. Now it is autumn, and dead leaves from the mountain are blown in from time to time, so we have to be particularly aware of fire prevention.

The fire was put out by the people in the villa shortly after it started.

The most special little garden was the worst hit, with the delicate flowers in it burned beyond recognition.

When Lin Zhiyi heard the sound, she ran out of the bathroom and saw Gong Chen rushing towards her anxiously from not far away.

When he was almost at the bathroom, a figure rushed into his arms.

"Third Master, I'm fine. It's just that the fire started too suddenly. It's really scary."

"Ah."

Gong Chen responded softly, and one could clearly see the smile between his brows relaxing.

Lin Zhiyi stopped a few steps away from the two of them, and when she raised her eyes, she met Gong Chen's gaze. There was a layer of light with an unknown meaning in his dark eyes.

She didn't look at it any further, but just looked away and looked at the burnt garden.

Until Mr. Yu's voice was heard questioning the servant.

"What's going on? Didn't I remind you to be careful of fires when it's dry?"

"Mr. Yu, we check every hour. It's really not our problem this time. It's..." The servants looked at each other, hesitant.

"What is it? Explain it to me!"

Mr. Yu looked at the servant with a stern look.

One of the servants spread out his hand to reveal a lighter, and explained: "This is the lighter we found by the flowers. We just checked and found nothing. This is clearly a arsonist!"

Mr. Yu took the lighter, which was a valuable branded product with a circle of diamonds inlaid around it. It was something that a servant could not afford.

Then there is only...

She turned and looked at Lin Zhiyi and the others: "Whose?"

Chen Huan immediately stated: "It's not me, I don't smoke, and I was in the pavilion just now, Mr. Yu and Mr. San could see me."

Mr. Yu nodded: "I did see you, but I only saw you, where did the others go?"

After she finished speaking, the coldness in her eyes fell on Lin Zhiyi and Song Wanqiu.

Song Wanqiu's face turned pale and he said, "This... This is my lighter. I specially asked someone to customize it for the Third Master, but I have always kept it in my bag. I don't know how it appeared here!"

"So where did you go just now?" Mr. Yu continued to ask.

"I just wanted to walk around and look for some design inspiration. I came here when I heard there was a fire. I didn't set the fire! I really..."

Song Wanqiu was about to cry. As she spoke, she covered her chest with her hands and staggered, as if she was going to die in the next second.

Gong Chen supported her and looked at Mr. Yu with a frown: "Find out."

Lin Zhiyi, who was standing silently beside him, listened to his words, and the scab on her heart began to bleed again.

Although I knew from the beginning that Gong Chen would definitely protect Song Wanqiu.

But she always thought that Gong Chen did not trust her, so he did not trust the evidence she provided.

Now she understood that no one's evidence would affect his favoritism towards Song Wanqiu.

Lin Zhiyi found it both sad and ridiculous.

All her previous explanations seemed like nonsense to him.

President Yu was also somewhat dissatisfied with Gong Chen's attitude and handed over the lighter: "This is the evidence, she also admitted it, what else is there to say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a servant suddenly shouted.

"Who? Who's there?"