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Yuwen Xin stared blankly. At this moment, he didn't care what was being weighed and rushed in almost immediately.

Seeing the door open, the person inside was also surprised to see the person holding the ashtray. Seeing that the person was Yuwen Xin, he let out a sigh of relief.

"Quickly close the door." Su Ming hurriedly replied.

It was a big mistake not to lock the door.

Yuwen Xin closed the door without waiting for her to speak.

He did not want anyone else to see Su Ming's letter.

She was holding a large glass ashtray in her hand. The shirt that she had just changed had been cut in half, revealing a bra design. Her hair was messy, and there was a person lying on the ground with blood dripping from his forehead; it was unknown if he was alive or dead.

"There's still air." Seemingly seeing through Yuwen Xin's worry, Su Ming left a line in the mail. He then sat in the principal's seat and opened the document on the computer.

Although this information was confidential, the dean's computer should have a backup copy of it.

Yuwen Xin was sweating slightly. He squatted down and tried the man's breathing. Luckily, he was only knocked out by the ashtray, but he was still breathing.

He then looked at Su Ming's letter and started to concentrate on reading the information.

"Found it." After a while, Su Ming finally started writing letters excitedly.

Yuwen Xin didn't reply. He already knew who that person was.

On the contrary, he only cared about the appearance of the fallen man. The man was lying on his side on the ground. His brain was full of fat, and the zipper of his suit pants was already half down.

What stage were they at?

Did Su Ming not feel disgusted at the sight of such a man?

"Liu Shiyan." Su wrote a letter and slowly read out the man's name. Ye Zichen was stunned. He seemed to be in disbelief.

Of course she knew who it was.

In fact, she had even met that person a few days ago, Liu Qingyan's father, Liu Shiyan.

The old leader who was extremely low-key and rarely revealed himself was completely indifferent to his son's emotions.

Why did it have to be him?

Coincidence?

Su Wen's hand that was pressing on the mouse froze there, unable to move at all. A bone chilling aura seeped out from his spine.

So it turned out that the existence of a woman like her was also under the control of someone else.

Knowing that she had a ingot, she left in a hurry. She was only worried that Liu Qingyan would let her get rid of the child, or even take the ingot away from her. She worked so hard to hide her whereabouts that she had no choice but to send the ingot to the orphanage. In the end, it was still a joke.

The Liu Family knew about the ingots!

Did Liu Qingyan know? If Liu Qingyan knew, why would Yuanbao stay in the orphanage for two years?

Also, was Liu Shi Yan coming to Shanghai to pay his respects to an old friend, or … It was all for the ingots?

Su Wen could not understand. She felt her hands and feet go cold, as if she was a little mouse who was being kept by others. She was treading on the wind wheel with all her might, thinking that she had already run far away, but was only a doll that was spinning before the eyes of others.

"What should we do?" She looked up in dismay, and for the first time looked at him with that almost helpless gaze.

Yuwen Xin's expression slightly changed. She almost wanted to say something. As long as she didn't look at him with that kind of expression, he could use everything he had to exchange for it. However, as the words reached his mouth, it turned into a cold suggestion, "Let's leave first."

The dean was bleeding from his forehead. If someone were to barge in, it would be hard to explain the situation.