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Nanfeng Haozhe looked at the few rows of information on the information, which were mainly about Yu Shuyuan's family background. However, the truth was, Yu Shuyuan actually had very little personal information. Nanfeng Haozhe was obviously unsatisfied, as he threw the information on the table.

Nanfeng Haozhe pinched the bridge of his nose, leaned on his chair and said to Ling Ling: "This information is far from enough, Ling Ling, get some people to continue looking into it. What I want is Yu Shuyuan's background and his personal information. What had he been, what had he done, what was his weakness? I want all of this from you, do you understand? "

Although his little brother said that it would be hard to find, for Ling Ling's sake, he was willing to try.

The cold wind blew into the house, Nanfeng Haozhe grabbed his phone impatiently. Looking at the name on it, he hung up unwillingly.

Jiang Ruxue...

This name, when it appeared at this moment, made Nanfeng Haozhe even more agitated. He already clearly hated her, but why was this woman so untactful?

However, just as Nanfeng Haozhe hung up, the phone beside him rang again.

He looked down and saw the number on the plane. It really was Jiang Ruxue! The anger that Nanfeng Haozhe had been holding in started to rise again.

"Jiang Ruxue..."

He grabbed the phone and called out in a very unhappy tone.

However, Jiang Ruxue was not as hysterical as before. Instead, she said to Nanfeng Haozhe patiently: "Haozhe, I have something I want to tell you."

"What is it? Are you trying to tell me what good ideas you have? Where are you and my mother planning to kidnap this time? Let me tell you, when we plan these things next time, do not forget to tie me up too. "

"Hao Zhe, what are you saying? Why would I kidnap you? Besides, what happened last time was an accident. "

When Nanfeng Haozhe heard this, he was no longer willing to listen. If the last time's matter was according to Nanfeng Haozhe's style of handling, he would definitely ruin Jiang Ruxue's reputation, or at least make it so that she wouldn't be able to thrive in the entertainment circle. However, since Han Yao had let this matter go, Nanfeng Haozhe could not say anything else.

It was just that Nanfeng Haozhe did not expect Jiang Ruxue to still have the face to call her again.

"If you have anything to say, then say it quickly. If you don't, then I'm hanging up."

"Don't be in such a hurry, Hao Zhe... We haven't had a chat in a long time. Why don't you come to the bar and look for me? I have something I want to tell you. "

"I'm not interested."

After Nanfeng Haozhe finished speaking, he was about to hang up.

Jiang Ruxue knew that he no longer had any patience, so she hurriedly added, "Don't be in such a hurry. If this matter is related to Yu Shuyuan, wouldn't you be more interested and more patient?"

Yu Shuyuan...

Nanfeng Haozhe clenched his teeth subconsciously, his upper and lower lips were pressed tightly together, and his fists were clenched so tightly that the veins throbbed violently. To the current Nanfeng Haozhe, the name Yu Shuyuan was like a tumor!

"Location?"

"The Blue Bar."

"I'll be right there."

After Nanfeng Haozhe hung up, he grabbed the suit that was on top of the chair and casually draped it over his shoulders. Then, he said to Ling Ling who was standing at the entrance of the office, "You can go back to work now."

looked at the offices of the Design Department s. If it was the past, he would always be able to see a familiar little figure bent over to work overtime. But it was different now. When Design Department just finished his shift, everyone had already left for the empty building.

Blue Bar.

The blue lights were like ghosts wrapping around their bodies. Everyone on the dance floor was swaying back and forth in an enchanting manner.

Under the flickering light, Jiang Ruxue, who was wearing a mask, shot an enchanting lightning bolt at Nanfeng Haozhe.

With her voluptuous figure, thick smoky makeup, and the fox mask she wore, all of this seduced the displeased Nanfeng Haozhe, who was standing at the entrance of the bar.

The bustling bar, the flashing lights, the noise, all these things that used to be his favorite had now become the things that Nanfeng Haozhe hated.

"Handsome, come have a drink."

A fiery red lip print was imprinted on the wine cup.

"There's something, hurry up and say it."

"How did you know it was me?"

Jiang Ruxue never thought that since she was dressed like this, no one beside her would be able to recognize her, but Nanfeng Haozhe recognized her with a single glance. In other words, Nanfeng Haozhe cared about her?

"I didn't expect you to know me so well."

The two of them found a private room and sat down. Finally, they were able to isolate the noise outside the private room. Jiang Ruxue took off her mask and leaned against Nanfeng Haozhe like a small bird.

Nanfeng Haozhe helped himself to the wine cup, took a sip, and then said to Jiang Ruxue: "How much do you know about Yu Shuyuan?"

"Hao Zhe, don't be in such a hurry."

"You're the one who sent the anonymous photo to my mailbox?"

Nanfeng Haozhe picked up a cigar, lit it and took a long drag. Thick white smoke shrouded his head, and through the thick fog, Jiang Ruxue was unable to see through this mysterious man.

He was always as noble, elegant, and mysterious as an emperor. However, the emperor was far too heartless towards him.

"Alright, since you're so anxious, I'll tell you."

After Jiang Ruxue finished speaking, she took out the cigar from Nanfeng Haozhe's hand and took a puff on it.

However, not everyone could smoke the thick smell of the cigar.

She sucked in a mouthful of smoke and began to cough awkwardly.

This time, Nanfeng Haozhe didn't coldly mock her, but instead passed her a cup of water. Jiang Ruxue smiled, took a sip, and said slowly …

"Han Yao and Yu Shuyuan's classmates were high and low in their university days. "I think, if we were to talk about the old story between these two people, I would have to start from this person …"

Han Yao said as she placed an old photo in front of Nanfeng Haozhe.

The person in the photo had short hair and was dressed simply. He was clean with a faint pure smile on his face, as clean as the blue sky. However, there was a faint sadness hidden within those clear eyes …

"Who is this?"

Nanfeng Haozhe vaguely felt that the face in the photo was somewhat familiar, especially the eyes. Why, was it that there was a feeling of enmity staring at him?

Old photos. It actually made him feel uneasy?

Seeing that Nanfeng Haozhe had already taken the bait, Jiang Ruxue knew that the time was ripe …