Mingxi

Lin Sisheng is the chief photographer of a well-known photo studio in the city. He just came back from abroad not long ago. Because of his rich and beautiful resume, he has won many awards and was hired with a high salary. His usual job is to take pictures of all kinds of beautiful women.Because of my unique temperament and handsome appearance, I keep in touch with many clients in private.This holiday, he has a special date. The other party is a rich woman who has lost her husband. Although she is a bit old, she still has a charm, and he is not at a disadvantage.

Adhering to a gentleman's demeanor, Lin Sisheng went out early to pick up the roses he had ordered, but saw a young man leaning on his car.Although his car is not a top-notch luxury car, it is worth hundreds of thousands. It is parked on the side of the road and will attract women to touch up their makeup on the window.Although he is a man, he might be the kind of person who sees a nice car and wants to take a picture, pretending to be his own, and save face in front of his friends.Thinking of this, Lin Sisheng felt a little disdainful, and strode to the car, "Excuse me, this is my car." "I know." The young man raised his head, flicked the brim of his hat, revealing dark and deep eyes, " Mr. Lin Sisheng, since you didn't answer the phone, you can only take the liberty of interrupting."

"I don't have time, please let me go." Lin Sisheng's face darkened, if it wasn't that there were too many people nearby, he would have started chasing them away.Jiang Zichen didn't care about his mood at all, and still stood in front of the car door, "It won't take much time, just a few minutes." As he spoke, he took out a photo and showed it in front of him, "Do you know this person?" Lin Sisheng, who was very disgusted with his self-talking behavior, directly pushed away the hand in front of him, "Who are you? Are you a policeman? Even if you are a policeman, I am not a prisoner. If you continue to pester me, I will call the police."

"Mr. Lin." Jiang Zichen interrupted him, "I suggest you take a closer look, you should recognize him." His slender fingers pointed at the person in the photo, "This is a full-body photo that I finally found. Although the faces are different, it is not only the face that can tell a person's identity. It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, then I will talk about other things. After Song Shuhua's daughter disappeared, she once contacted you, but you didn't go to see her , I called you before she died, I don’t know what you guys said, but she died that night.” Lin Sisheng was very calm, with just the right amount of doubt on his face, “I’ve told the police about this, Besides, Ms. Song and I have a pure client relationship, what position are you asking me?"

"You can think of me as a private eye."

Lin Sisheng was speechless. Are all the current private detectives so wild?

"Private detective is not a legal profession. If you appear in front of me so grandly, aren't you afraid that I will call the police and arrest you?"

"Mr. Lin, you must speak with evidence. I have a legitimate business." Jiang Zichen did not hesitate at all, "Please don't change the subject."

"About this, as I said before, Ms. Song and I are purely clients. She is married and this kind of thing is happening now. I hope you won't spoil her reputation." Lin Sisheng didn't want to say more, " Get out of the way, I'm in a hurry."

"Are you in a rush for a date with Ms. Zhang?" Jiang Zichen took out his phone slowly, "She may not be available for your date now. Her son got into trouble at school and is probably in a state of distress. Or, we Go for a drink?"

"I'm not interested in drinking tea with men." Losing his patience, Lin Sisheng threw away the roses and got into the car from the other side, "Go away." Just at this time, a message came on the phone, and Ms. Zhang sent a message to cancel the appointment.Lin Sisheng clicked his tongue and patted the steering wheel impatiently, only to find a small cut on his hand at some point, "It's really bad luck."

When Ming Xi came back from going out, he unexpectedly found Jiang Zichen standing in front of his door with a bouquet of roses in his arms. Surprised, he hesitated. "You're back." Jiang Zichen turned around and saw him, and approached him with light steps. His steps were light, his expression was a little tired, his eyes were half open, his expression was hazy, like a cat that didn't have enough sleep.

"Is there something wrong?" He stood at the door of his house as if he was waiting for someone, and Ming Xi couldn't ignore it because he looked like something was wrong. "Yes." Jiang Zichen nodded, and handed the flowers to him.Mingxi looked at the flowers, thought for a few seconds, and said cautiously, "This is?" "Isn't it obvious, I'm here for you, take it." Jiang Zichen stretched out his hand, very calm.

Ming Xi said with a wooden face, "Thank you, no need." "Don't be embarrassed, I don't mean anything, just...just..." Jiang Zichen was 'just' for a long time, and there was no more to say, and he looked at Mingxi in blank dismay, only to realize later ,"Feel sorry."

"It's okay, you go to rest, I think you are quite tired." When Jiang Zichen was tired and confused, and his mind was not clear, Mingxi waved away the lingering embarrassment in his heart, and went straight into the door.

Jiang Zichen stood outside the door alone, looked at the bouquet in his arms, and returned to his home with his head drooping. He was probably too tired, why would he do such a mindless thing.