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When Jane Fan came out from her bath, her clothes were already prepared. There was no sign of Ling Chen on the bed, only the slip of paper he had thrown and her bag lying untidy.

"Miss Jane Fan." It was only then that Jian Fan realized she was holding a hairdryer and a pair of very warm female slippers.

"Yes." Jane Fan nodded and greeted her.

She really didn't recognize him. Lian Bian sighed with regret in his heart as he quickly walked in front of her.

Putting down the slippers, she handed the hair dryer to Jane Fan, then tidied up the bed and put the paper balls and bags on the sofa.

The ball of paper was something that Ling Chen had instructed him to do. Even the Wall knew that he could not move it.

After taking care of everything, Lian Bi left the room of his own accord, leaving Jian Fan alone in the room.

The arrogant aura of the man from before had already disappeared, showing that he had left for a long time.

Fortunately, he hadn't planned to stay here tonight. When the door was locked, Jane Fan returned to the bed and took a hairdryer to dry her hair.

Ling Chen sat in the study with the computer turned on in front of him, a faint smile on his lips.

At first, he had thought that when he was with Jian Fan, that sort of physical contact was what made his heart palpitate.

But now, just by sitting in front of the computer and watching her every move, Ling Chen felt warm in his heart.

It was as if, as long as she was by his side, he would feel extremely satisfied.

Jane dried her hair, put on her pajamas, and slipped into the blanket. The summer's weather was hot and dry, and the air-conditioning in the room was set to a low level. But as she lay in the blanket, she felt her whole body suddenly warm up, and the hot summer that troubled her seemed to have turned into spring, and she was able to adapt without any burden.

Ling Chen sat in front of his computer, wearing a nightgown as he watched Jane Fan sink into the quilt and fall asleep. He then slowly left the study, opened the door that Jane Fan thought was safe and slipped in.

His movements were light and shallow, and the room was filled with a Calming Incense. With just a moan, Jane Fan was able to accept the man's scorching temperature, as well as the ambiguous air that was splattered on her ears.

He slept well the whole night. When he woke up the next day, it was already seven in the morning.

Just as Jian Fan finished putting on his clothes and going to wash up, the voice of Lian Bi came from outside. "Miss Jian Fan, it's time to eat."

Jian Fan pushed the door open and walked out. When he saw the smiling face, the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile.

She had no makeup on, and her skin was as white and smooth as an egg that had just been cooked with an egg cooker. She couldn't help but want to touch it.

"What's for breakfast today?" As Jian Fan descended the stairs, he asked about the wall that he had been lost in thought on.

"There are both Chinese and Western styles. Soybean milk, fried rice with pickles, sandwiches and milk. " Lian Bi brought Jian Fan to the living room. He placed the breakfast on the table, then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Am I eating breakfast alone?" As Jane Fan looked at these three full breakfasts, she had an indescribable feeling.

"No. The young master will also come down later. " Lian Luo shook his head.

Only then did Jane Fan nod her head. She chose the pickled vegetables she liked and slowly ate them.

When Ling Chen came downstairs with a pair of panda eyes, he saw the sun shining warmly on the table. His favorite woman looked as if she were gilded, and she had the grace of a beauty who had just walked out of a painting.

"Lian Bian, is there still any rice porridge?" Ling Chen pulled up the stool and sat down. He watched the little woman eat slowly, as if he was hungry too.

"Young master, there's nothing else." Lian Luo shook his head. "Young master, don't you always like western cuisine? We've prepared a lot for you. "

Lian Bi was a bit embarrassed. They had already grasped Ling Chen's habits clearly. They had never seen him interested in porridge and pickled vegetables before! Why do you suddenly feel like eating it today?

"Who said I like to eat Western food? I'm eating soy milk and youtiao today. " Seeing that the little girl had cast her gaze towards him, Ling Chen waved his hand, signaling the wall to move away. He took a big gulp of soy milk and drank it to satisfy his longstanding desire.

With a faint smile, Lian Bi walked into the kitchen and took out two boiled eggs and placed them on a plate in front of Ling Chen.

Then, she took another pill and placed it on the plate in front of Jane Fan.

"I'm not in the habit of eating eggs." Jian Fan stopped Lian Bian from moving. Being used to being indifferent, she really hadn't eaten anything related to eggs in the morning.

"Miss Jane. Eggs are good stuff. Just one! " He put the egg back on the plate and quickly escaped.

This speed was comparable to that of a marathon, giving off a feeling of extreme astonishment.

Looking at the departing figure of Lian Bi, Jane Fan could not help but smile. He gently placed the spoon to the side and picked up the egg and peeled it. Even Jane Fan, who did not like to eat eggs, had to admit that such eggs had the best taste and were the most nutritious.

Seeing that the little girl had finished eating the egg, Ling Chen smiled and also peeled an egg, then handed it over to Jian Fan.

"Xiaofan?" Are you very hungry? Eat another one. " Ling Chen handed the egg to Jian Fan, and also picked up the bowl in front of her and drank all of the porridge in it.

Jian Fan wanted to reject him by saying that he hadn't finished his porridge, but seeing how quickly he was blocking her way back, he could only smile slightly and take the egg and put it on the plate, "Director Ling, I'm full. Now I'm going back to work at the police station. "

"No. It's still too early for work, so you can't go back. " Ling Chen called out to stop him.

Jian Fan looked up to see Ling Chen pushing the soy milk in front of him to Jian Fan.

"I won't allow you to go back unless you finish drinking this bowl of soy milk."

"Why should I listen to you?" Jian Fan raised his eyebrows. He did not want to agree to Ling Chen's suggestion.

"You can ignore me. But I also have the right to tell you not to go back. " Ling Chen waved his hands, looking like a rogue.

"You don't have that chance." Jian Fan stood up and walked out quickly. Ling Chen sat on the stool and watched her leave, taking his time to beat the beat.

Just as he was counting to three, Jian Fan angrily returned.

Looking at Ling Chen's complacent expression, Jian Fan coldly snorted. He then picked up the soy milk and drank it all in one gulp. Ling Chen then put the peeled egg into his mouth and chewed it quickly.

When Jane Fan successfully finished her soy milk, he also hastily finished his breakfast.

"Can I go back now?" Jane Fan stared at Ling Chen.

"No." Ling Chen shook his head.

Jian Fan was so angry that his face turned red. He was just about to wave his hand to punch Ling Chen when Ling Chen reached out and wrapped his arms around her neck.

He was so close that he could see the stubble on his heart. Jian Fan frowned, but before he could do anything, he felt a fine caress from the corner of his mouth and completely dropped his fist.

"Alright, we can leave now." Ling Chen carefully wiped off her lower lip, and then let her go, taking the lead to walk outside.

When Lian Luo came out of the kitchen and saw the backs of the two leaving, the corner of his mouth curled up into a faint smile.

Young master, you must work hard and bring Miss Jane back as soon as possible!

Ling Chen sneezed as he walked, looking behind him. Jian Fan's smile made him feel warm all over.

As long as he could make her happy, even if it meant letting him hug her for his entire life and not sleep, he would still be willing to become her national treasure for the rest of his life.

Jane Fan drove back to the shallow water police station. In the absence of Yan Qirui, everyone was busy with their own matters. She turned on her computer and logged into the bank. After checking the balance of her bank card, she took out the note that Zhou Fu had given her the night before and entered it into her transfer account.

The account number displayed that it was from the local bank. After some investigation, Jian Fan was able to confirm that the bank was the branch in the shallow water area not far from him. Furthermore, the account was the closest one to him.

Zhou Fu, how could there be such a card? Even if he was chased out by Ling Chen, he wouldn't owe so much money!

Jian Fan frowned. His heart, which he was prepared to write down, paused for a moment. Then, he picked up the paper and left the online bank.

"Xiaofan, come in with me for a bit." When Yan Qirui came back from outside, he saw Jane and called her into his office.

Zhou Fu waited for the entire morning for Jian Fan to make the deposit, but there was no news. He immediately called Jian Fan.

If he couldn't get through to his home, then he called Jian Fan's phone. If his phone couldn't get through, then he called his landline. Finally, at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, he dialed Jian Fan's number.

"Little Fan." I'm your Uncle Zhou. Can you help me with the money? If that's not possible, then I will just go and find Ye Han. " Yan Qirui, who was standing next to Jian Fan's phone and listening to the other side of the phone, frowned.

"Xiaofan, if you really didn't have that much money, Uncle wouldn't blame you. I immediately went to find Ye Han. "Don't worry too much." Seeing that there was no sound from the other side, Zhou Fu thought that he had given too much credit to Jian Fan, so he feigned politeness and said a few words. Yan Qirui listened to his seemingly threatening words, then snorted coldly and hung up the phone.

After hanging up, Zhou Fu's face turned ashen. He picked up his clothes and was about to push open the door and leave, but he paused when he saw the person at the door. His face suddenly turned pale, and his voice trembled.

"You, you, how did you get back?" Zhou Fu stared intently at the approaching person.

"Why can't I come? Have you gathered enough money? " As the person approached, the face of the person could not be seen clearly in the dark room. Only his voice could confirm that the person was not a young woman.

"I'll be able to get the money soon. Give me another hour. I'll do it. " Zhou Fu promised repeatedly. At this moment, his face could already be described as ashen and defeated. Could it be that the heavens had given him a punishment for seeing the person he did not want to see the most at the moment when he thought he had the most hope?

Zhou Fu's expression turned uglier and uglier, and that person's voice also gradually became colder and colder.

"Done? You will never be able to do it properly, you are the trash of your life! " A choking sensation came from his throat. Zhou Fu slapped the man's arms, his sharp nails leaving a red mark on his skin. Finally, it grew fainter and fainter, becoming weaker and weaker.

Finally, the man left the house. Zhou Fu lay quietly on the ground, as if he was asleep.

"Uncle Yan." What are you doing here? " When Jane Fan returned from her meal, she saw Yan Qirui standing beside her table, hurriedly greeting him warmly.

"It's fine, someone is looking for you." Yan Qirui smiled and patted the top of Jian Fan's head. "Xiaofan, if that person wants money, then you can give it to him."

"Alright." Jane Fan nodded. Yan Qirui's words enlightened her.

She picked up her cell phone and called Zhou Fu. Just as she was about to say something, a series of beeps came from the other end. Then, it became the voice of a member of the homicide squad, polite and cold. "This is a crime scene. What have you got to do with the dead? Miss Jane Fan, we hope you can cooperate with us in our investigation! "

"What?" "How old are the dead, and what do they look like?" Jian Fan asked repeatedly, and finally confirmed that Zhou Fu had died. Just as she was about to give him the money, he had actually died.

"Xiaofan, what's going on?" Yan Qirui, who was standing beside her, looked down at her. He immediately stepped forward to help her up.

"Uncle Yan, Zhou Fu is dead." Tongtong no longer has a father. " Jian Fan's face paled. This was too much of a blow to her!