Ji Feiyu picked up the cigarette case from the table, lit one for himself, held it in his mouth, and puffed away. At that moment, Ling Zi suddenly became aware of the loneliness and desolation emanating from his body.

"Do you know Bai Chuchu?"

The cigarettes dispersed in the air, drifting everywhere, with nowhere to put them, and finally had no choice but to dissipate before Ling Ziyue's eyes.

"Classmates from the special training class."

"She died half a year ago because of the investigation into Han Muxue."

"Investigating Han Muxue? That female star?"

Ji Feiyu pointed his chin, indicating that he should look at the whiteboard full of clues.

Ling Ziyue stepped forward a few steps, folded his arms and frowned, and studied it carefully. It turned out that there were so many hidden secrets about the bombing and kidnapping case at that time.

"Involving the Han Group's money laundering and loan fraud issues, it may be related to several previous murder and disappearance cases."

"What's the meaning?"

Ling Zi frowned more and more deeply.

"If I remember correctly, your father is Ling Zhengming of the Ling family."

Ji Feiyu changed the subject and asked about Ling Ziyue's family background.

"Are you using this to amuse me again? We have broken off the relationship long ago. He is him and I am me."

"It seems that you really don't care much about your family business."

Ji Feiyu threw an evening newspaper on the table in front of Ling Ziyue. It happened to be the financial section. The huge headline on it was that Ling's financing had a turnover problem, the capital chain was broken, and it was in trouble.

The enlarged photo below of the pedantic old man working at his desk and signing documents made him feel disgusted.

"Your Ling family currently has a large capital gap and is selling stocks. There is no way that the Han family will not be tempted by such a huge piece of cake."

"So, in the eyes of the Han family, you are a big gift.

Use your identity as the heir of the Ling family and pursue Han Muxue's name to open a hole. I don't believe that no matter how careful Han Zhixun is, he really has no flaws at all."

"Being an undercover agent, I understand."

"You have to work a little harder to get this Han Muxue to speak."

Ling Ziyue became more thoughtful.

"When Bai Chuchu suddenly left the team, was it just to facilitate the investigation?"

Looking at the confident and sunny smiling face on the whiteboard, Ling Ziyue felt a little sad in his heart.

"Well, it's a pity that until she died, I, as the master, didn't even have a chance to restore her reputation."

Ji Feiyu said this with forbearance and sadness, and it also strengthened his determination to find out.

Ling Ziyue was silent for a long time, and finally, by accident, he reached out and patted Ji Feiyu's shoulder to comfort him.

Before leaving Ji Feiyu's office, his eyes lingered between Bai Chuchu and Han Muxue for a while.

I always feel that this Han Muxue is a bit strange.

Inside Han Muxue's private apartment.

Sister Hong anxiously walked back and forth in front of Han Muxue. Han Muxue knew that she had done something wrong, so she lowered her head and said nothing.

"Xiaoxue, Xiaoxue, let me tell you what you are good at!"

Due to the reputation of Han Muxue's father, Han Zhixun, even if Han Muxue made a huge mistake, Sister Hong dared not speak out.

At most, I just changed the usual affectionate name "Xue'er" to the "Xiaoxue" that I am used to calling junior newcomers, and that's it.

"Sister Hong, I will pay for the clothes and shoes according to the price."

Han Muxue didn't have many good options. All she could think of was to lose money.

"These are all borrowed haute couture!! Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy this one. I jumped in the queue to get it with my shameless face. Now, I have lost all my dignity. People Magazine

Even the editor-in-chief blocked me."

"Sister Hong, don't worry. This matter is my fault. I will go to the door to apologize and try to save you. I can't let your reputation in the industry be ruined by my hands."

Now Sister Hong was dumbfounded.

She just complained a few words and asked this living ancestor to cherish some. In the past two years of cooperation, Han Muxue often made her temper uncooperative. This was like training a donkey, hanging with carrots and intimidating with sticks.

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Unexpectedly, this little ancestor would be so cooperative this time. Judging by his attitude, he really meant to repent, and even took the initiative to come and apologize.

It's really a hell.

But there is one thing to say, with the cooperation of this living ancestor, the subsequent matters will indeed be much easier to handle.

Sister Hong no longer needed to act and accuse, and most of her anger was gone. Although she still stood sideways, not facing Han Muxue, her eyes glanced from time to time.

"This is what you said, come and apologize. Since we were the ones at fault first, we must try our best to satisfy them no matter what kind of request they make."

"sure."

Seeing that Sister Hong's attitude had softened, Han Muxue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister Hong, it's getting late. You should go back and rest early. I will respectfully apologize to you early tomorrow morning."

"You want to drive me away so soon? Do you have any hidden secrets? I noticed you were sneaking around before and asked, have you got a boyfriend?"

Sister Hong became nervous. This little ancestor was so considerate now. Could it be that he had done something secretly behind her back?

Popular traffic florets are most taboo about these, the persona of a popular lover that is originally marketed. If fans find out that they are in love, it will be a serious matter.

"No, how can I, Sister Hong, I live under your nose every day, how can I have a chance to find a boyfriend? Besides, what kind of man can match my conditions?"

"It's good to know. You must know how to cherish your own feathers."

"I know, Sister Hong, please go back and rest early. I'm tired too. I'll be ready to sleep soon."

"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore and go to bed early."

As she spoke, Sister Hong went out on her own, leaving only the assistant and Han Muxue in the living room.

Han Muxue understood that this little assistant was not just her personal assistant, but in fact one of the many informants sent by that person to monitor her closely.

Of course, there are more in the company.

"I'm going to take a shower, you should go to bed early, Xiaoyun."

"oh oh."

This little girl has straight bangs, she is twenty-twenty-three years old, and she looks a bit dull. I don’t know what she thinks of putting such a person next to her as eyeliner.

As soon as the shower head is turned on, the shower room is filled with water vapor.

The gurgling warm water washed over Han Muxue's nerves, causing her memories to flash back again and again.

Before the explosion, I had been struggling in the kidnapper's arms, trying hard to resist.

And the beautiful woman in a luxurious white gauze dress rushed over several times, holding the small pistol in her hand, tremblingly pointing the black hole of the gun at them, but because she was snatched away by the fourth person present,

And one shot detonated the bomb.

She closed her eyes in pain, tried her best to wash away this bloody memory, and rubbed her face hard.

Twenty minutes later, she walked out of the shower and put on a long bathrobe. She silently walked to the mirror and couldn't help but reach out her hand to wipe away part of the thick layer of condensed fog on the mirror.

Once again, he revealed his delicate and almost perfect face and looked at it carefully.

This face can be charming or dignified, it can be a tender willow in a warm spring day, or a wave in a passionate midsummer.

But that's not the real her.

The real girl is the proud red plum that blooms alone in the harsh winter. The wind and sun have turned her snow-white skin into a healthy wheat color.

Maybe it wasn't good-looking in the public sense, but compared to this face that was a bit fragile and too beautiful to be true, she preferred her old face.

More down to earth.
Chapter completed!