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"Chen, I really don't understand you. If you let me handle the matters of that day, would you need to go through so much trouble? " Song Chengyou pursed his lips, all the evidence was in his hands. Wasn't it the best thing for him to defend them? Why did Ling Chen want to stay close and keep his distance?

"I am responsible for my own woman!" Ling Chen glanced at him.

Song Chengyou tactfully handed the document over.

Ling Chen opened the file, and only took a glance at it before frowning.

"Didn't all the executives of MI9 get brainwashed? How could anyone else do such a thing? "

"Maybe the tiger is still alive." Song Chengyou was ambiguous. Neither of them had thought about it. Just investigating a drug case could be linked to the tiger.

The power behind this drug trafficking group was not to be underestimated. He and Ling Chen had to start being careful.

"Maybe!" Ling Chen rubbed his brows, burning all the documents.

He turned and rushed it into the bathroom, where he began to tidy up his clothes and comb his hair.

Song Chengye stood outside the door, listening to his simple and happy song. He couldn't help but twitch his lips. When a man starts to stink, does that mean something good is coming?

"Why are you still here?" Ling Chen pushed the door open and walked out. When he saw Song Chengyou, his face immediately darkened.

With the suit on his shoulder, he looked at Song Chengyou with a cold and cool gaze.

"I'm not done yet!" "Ling Chen, don't tell me you thought I was here just to see you change?"

"Get down to business!" Ling Chen interrupted him.

Only then did Song Chengyou's face return to normal, "Chen, that courier committed suicide. Bite your tongue and commit suicide! "

"Hmm?" Ling Chen curled his lips. In such an era, no one could successfully commit suicide by such a method.

"He has drugs in his mouth. Whenever blood oozed out, it would seep out all over his body. That person died from poison. " Song Chengyou's gaze was cold, while Ling Chen's expression did not look any better. After all, they had checked him thoroughly before sending him to prison, and they had searched every possible place where he was hiding drugs.

"Alright, I understand." Ling Chen nodded.

Song Chengye looked at the door unkindly, then quickly left after being enlightened.

Only then did Ling Chen regain his smile. He put on his suit and drove to the garden.

Jian Fan and the others had just arrived. When Ling Chen got off the car, he saw her walking upstairs.

He took a few quick steps and grabbed her arm, and as she turned back, he grabbed her by the waist.

"Ling Chen, you still dare to come?"

Jian Fan's expression was very cold, and he was very resistant to Ling Chen.

"Why would I not dare? This is a family gathering, it wouldn't be so lively without me. " Ling Chen smirked.

"You're not part of our family." Jane Fan glared at him and subconsciously went to take care of him.

But Ling Chen held her tight, almost as soon as she moved, he quickly pulled her close to him. Somewhere in the scorching heat, Jian Fan's face turned red.

"Ling Chen, if you wish to participate. Please let me go now! "

"Are you sure you won't use force against me?"

"…" Jian Fan rolled his eyes, but the craftiness in his eyes did not escape Ling Chen's sight.

Ling Chen let go of Jian Fan, and Jian Fan immediately sent a spin kick towards Ling Chen's forehead.

Ling Chen's eyes slightly narrowed. He went forward and grabbed her waist. Just like last time, he carried her to Yan Qirui's house.

"Ling Chen, put me down!" Seeing that Ling Chen wanted to carry her and press the doorbell, Jian Fan's face darkened.

"I'm not letting go!" Ling Chen was very decisive. He patted Jane Fan's buttocks, making her very angry.

Some people walked past and saw Jian Fan. They wanted to greet him, but they didn't say anything for a long time.

After being carried by Ling Chen for a few minutes and enjoying that gaze many times, Jane really couldn't take it anymore.

"Ling Chen, put me down. I promise, I won't kick you anymore. "

"You promise?" Ling Chen hugged her comfortably, and felt a little reluctant to part with her after hearing what she said.

He still hoped that she would continue to be valiant and give him a chance to get close to her.

"I promise." Jane Fan gritted his teeth as he replied.

"Fine." Ling Chen knew that she was angry, but he still chose to let her down.

As soon as he came down, Jian Fan glared at him fiercely.

Ling Chen snickered and pressed the doorbell.

Yan Qirui's voice came from inside the door. Jian Fan immediately lowered his head to pack his clothes, but was held by Ling Chen by the waist, and moved his mouth over hers.

Just as Jian Fan was about to counterattack, the door was opened by someone. Everyone inside the room could see the surprise in their eyes.

Shame! This was too embarrassing!

Jane Fan put a pair of chopsticks into his mouth, his face as dark as a bag.

Ling Chen stood beside her, smiling at her uncomfortable expression. He picked up a large prawn and placed it on the small plate in front of Jian Fan.

"Brother Chen, don't you know that my sister doesn't like to eat this?" Yan Shaotian picked up the prawn and put it into his mouth, eating with relish.

Yan Qirui frowned in displeasure. However, he acted as if he did not see anything as he moved closer to Jian Fan's side.

It seemed that it wanted to protect Jian Fan!

Such an attitude caused Ye Han to feel gloomy.

In Ling Chen's eyes, it was an expression of demonstration.

It seemed like this kid wanted something else!

With a faint smile, Ling Chen peeled a large prawn and placed it on a plate in front of Yan Shaotian.

Yan Shaotian picked it up and ate it immediately. His face was contorted and his eyes were curved, as if he was enjoying it very much.

"Brother Chen, I've been very bored recently. I don't want to go to work anymore. Can you get me a job? "

Ling Chen did not answer, but looked at Yan Qirui. His face was already pitch black. However, he did not say anything on this matter. On the other hand, Pan Wenfang who was beside him could not take it any longer and gasped, "Little Tian, what nonsense are you spouting? "You clearly suit the job of the police!

"What's so funny about the police? Mom, don't worry about me. I've already grown up. Besides, Brother Chen is still my brother-in-law, how could he possibly harm me! " Yan Shaotian looked at Yan Qili, his face turning darker and darker, as if he was about to explode with rage.

"Brother Chen, don't you think so?" Seeing that Yan Qirui did not react, he immediately turned to Ling Chen, a smile blossoming on his face.

"This one." Ling Chen then looked at Jian Fan and smiled, "You can discuss this with your sister. I am your wife, so whatever your sister says is the truth! "

"Sis, what do you think?" Yan Shaotian's twinkling eyes were right next to him, but Jian Fan was too busy eating.

Yan Shaotian knew her attitude when he saw her like this. He curled his lips slightly and decided to use his peerless skill, "Sister Fan." We have such a good relationship, and you and Brother Chen have a good relationship. You have seen my strength, so you should talk to Brother Chen about it. I can go to his company and be a designer assistant! "

Yan Shaotian's words were very sincere, and even though Jian Fan's heart was moved by his words, his gaze still turned to Yan Qirui.

Yan Qili coldly snorted. He slapped his chopsticks on the table and quickly stood up.

"What is it? You don't agree? My dear old man? " Yan Shaotian's tone was very unkind, causing Yan Qili to feel very uncomfortable.

"Yes, I disagree. Do your job well! " Yan Qirui's face was very dark.

"My job? Can I call that work? Being watched by his father like a criminal meant that he could do nothing and everything was wrong. What do you think I need? " Yan Shaotian sneered. It seemed like the estrangement between the two of them had not been resolved in just a few days. On the contrary, it was getting deeper and deeper.

"Little Tian, don't say that!" Jian Fan and Pan Wenfang spoke up at the same time.

Yan Shaotian harrumphed and glanced at Yan Qirui before slamming the door angrily and entering his bedroom.

"You guys eat. I have things to take care of. " Yan Qirui said before turning around and entering his study.

The lively hall was left with only Pan Wenfang and her master and Jian Fan.

The four of them looked at each other. Pan Wenfang and Ye Han had bitter smiles on their faces. Jane Fan was unhappy, while Ling Chen had a calm expression.

"Little Fan, Aunt only wants you to come to our house for a meal. I never thought it would turn out like this. " Pan Wenfang sighed. She, who had always been lively and cordial, also seemed to be daunted by the father and son's question.

"Aunt." Jian Fan did not say anything and tightly hugged Pan Wenfang.

She supported Pan Wenfang to the bedroom and chatted with her for a while. When she came out, both Ling Chen and Ye Han were already waiting in the living room.

Both of them seemed to have the intention of sending her home.

"Ling Chen, you should be busy. I want to see Tongtong. " Downstairs, when Jian Fan stopped, his destination was already very clear.

"Little Fan …" Ye Han's words were cut off by Ling Chen's understanding of the situation.

"At eleven o'clock at night, I'll pick you up and bring you home."

"No need." Jane Fan refused.

"I'll wait for you!" Ling Chen smiled, very sure.

As Jane Fan got into Ye Han's car, Ling Chen sat in it, watching as the two of them became smaller and smaller. The corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile.

Ye Han brought Jian Fan to the door of the house and took out the key. For a long time, he didn't have the courage to insert himself in.

Zhou Tong wasn't at home at all. Didn't he bring Jian Fan over at this time make her worry?

"Xiaofan, it's getting late. How about, I send you home! " Ye Han put the key in his pocket.

"Big brother." I want to see Tongtong. " But Jane Fan only smiled.

His smile was very pure, and as usual, it made it hard for Ye Han to refuse. He wanted to open his mouth to say yes, but in the end, he helplessly shook his head.

"Xiaofan, it's getting late. If you want to see Tongtong, we can have lunch tomorrow. "

"No." Jian Fan shook his head, "Big brother, did something happen between you and Tongtong?"

"We …" Ye Han hesitated, but Jane Fan already took out the key from his pocket and inserted it into the keyhole.

With a click, the door opened from the inside. The smiling expression of Zhou Tong in her bathrobe entered Jian Fan's eyes.

"Tongtong, did I wake you up?" Jian Fan pushed the door open and entered.

Ye Han followed closely behind, and the moment he closed the door, he looked at Zhou Tong in surprise.

After all, they were divorced, and it had been a long time since she'd been to this house.

"A little. But just a little. " Zhou Tong blinked, ignoring Ye Han's surprise, and pulled Jian Fan to the sofa.

The television on the sofa was still, but the person on it was someone that Jane Fan was most familiar with.

This Tongtong probably fell asleep watching Korean dramas and then opened the door to argue with her.

"Ah, my dear ones are handsome." Zhou Tong pouted with an expression of infatuation, causing Jian Fan to laugh.

She sat on the sofa and directly turned on the TV. She watched Zhou Tong as she watched the TV play.

Ye Han stood not too far away, and seeing them chatting as they watched, his heart finally skipped a beat and he returned to his original position.

He walked into the kitchen. When he came out again, he was already holding a fruit bowl in his hand.

"Tongtong, Xiaofan. Eat some fruits and go to bed early! "

"Alright, I understand. What an annoying person! " Zhou Tong curled her lips in disgust.

Jian Fan faintly smiled. He picked up a piece of watermelon and handed it to Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong took a mouthful of food and placed it on a plate, continuing to discuss the plot with her.

The two girls chatted for a while. At 10 pm, Zhou Tong was finally caught up on the bed by Ye Han, her eyes hazy with sleep.

As for Jian Fan, he went downstairs by himself.

When Ye Han came out, he saw a familiar car speeding away.