"What are you doing?" Wen Cheng couldn't help asking.
After taking her eyes back from the office with the door closed, she stares at Lei Ruixiu with a delicate mood.
It's not fear, it's excitement.
She had long suspected that she had an accident five years ago, and that Zhuang Yin's handwriting might be in it. I don't know if she can uncover the truth of that year tonight.
Lei Rui shaved his face and said with a smile, "are you worried?"
Wen admits frankly, "a little bit."
"In this case..." Lei Ruixiu said and looked at Qin Baiyu. His thin lips lifted a shade of radian. "Then go to meet the nightclub owner."
"Now?" Wen Cheng and Yan Shiqi speak in unison.
Their man stood up gracefully and walked to the door of the office.
On the way, Yan Shiqi acutely found that the fourth brother made a slight gesture towards an elegant seat not far away.
So nervous, so exciting!
Yan Shiqi didn't forget what Lei Ruixiu said earlier. This place has been surrounded by plain clothes tonight.
She and Wen orange follow behind the man, just about to turn from the front, but suddenly saw a familiar figure.
Subconsciously, her steps stopped where they were.
Wen Cheng noticed her pause and couldn't help being nervous. "What's the matter?"
Inkstone when seven also overlooking the front, in the twinkling of an eye, she shook her head, "nothing, let's go."
She didn't say much, just thought it was too weird.
Just now, in the dim light of the corridor ahead, she seemed to see her assistant, Xiaoyuan.
However, the figure just flashed by, maybe she was wrong.
Recently, she has no work arrangement. Xiaoyuan and Xiaolin are still busy in Tiancheng entertainment in Licheng.
……
Four people stand in front of the office.
Inkstone when seven and Wen orange tightly holding each other's hands, eyes burning to look at the door.
Wen orange pursed her lips, and her urgent mood was strangled in her heart.
She took a deep breath and stepped forward. As soon as she raised her arm to open the door, suddenly a figure flashed in front of her. With a bang, the door was forced to open.
Lei Ruixiu kicked it!
"Go in." Then he stepped in first.
The other three followed. In the moment of breathing, the door was closed as if nothing had happened.
The picture in the room is a little harsh.
Maybe even Wen Cheng didn't expect that her second aunt, who had been calling for so many years, should be in the room with others.
Oh, wrong, it should be over. After all, the aftertaste is very strong!
The office has a large area, at least 70 to 80 square meters. There are messy papers on the desk, and a whole wall of foreign wine and red wine on the left.
On the far right side of the wall, there is a double bed. At the moment, the man with a cigarette in his mouth is sitting on the side of the bed with his legs up, looking at them with a dull face.
Zhuang Yin was lazily leaning on the head of the bed, holding a cigarette in her hand. Her cheeks were red and her eyes were blurred.
The quiet atmosphere in the office was destroyed by the sound of kicking the door. She sat up steeply and looked furious.
The next moment, however, she saw the person who shouldn't be here. She screamed and nearly broke through the roof
Zhuang Yin was silly. Her ruddy face quickly retreated. She wanted to get out of bed in a hurry, but she couldn't help it. She just fell on the ground.
The smoking man, frowning, raised her up, puzzled and dumb to ask: "what are you flustered about?"
In this nightclub, people often mistakenly think that this is a box, and it's not uncommon to go wrong.