Trying Love After Marriage: Emperor Shao spoils his wife and becomes addicted

Wen Wan didn't expect Mo Chen to ask such a question so directly, after a moment of hesitation, she still shook her head slightly.

"Don't tell him for now."

"Why?" Mo Chen was very puzzled. "If you want to find Ye Qinghuan sooner, you should tell the third child. With his help, you will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

"But with the relationship between him and Cheng Yinger..." Wen Wan hesitated a lot.

It was only then that Mo Chen realized that this was what Wen Wan was worried about, and he couldn't help laughing softly, "No matter what the relationship between the third child and Cheng Yinger is, it is impossible for him to be ambiguous about Ye Qinghuan. You know , Ye Qinghuan is Wu Yu's woman, so the third child has to give Wu Yu face, right?"

"Let's wait for now." Wen Wan still shook her head. "At the moment, I'm not too sure whether what Cheng Yinger said is true. Let's find out the origin of the photo first. We'll make plans after confirming the authenticity of the photo."

Seeing that Wen Wan still persisted like this, Mo Chen couldn't say anything.

After the two returned to the hotel, Wen Wan asked Mo Chen to help track down the photos, but when she returned to the room, she immediately called Ouyang Moyuan.

After the call was connected, she immediately told Ouyang Moyuan briefly what happened this morning.

After hearing what she said, Ouyang Moyuan was very surprised. "Wen Wan, why don't you ask Young Master Li for help?"

There was a gentle silence.

Mo Chen asked this question before, but she was not easy to answer at that time.

Not telling Li Chen is actually because I don't trust him enough now.

Before Cheng Yinger mentioned Li Xinxin's matter, she gave Li Chen a lot of attention.

It's hard to guarantee that Cheng Yinger will have no other tricks, so that Li Chen will not only be unable to help her, but will actually hinder her.

The gentle silence made Ouyang Moyuan understand that he asked a question that shouldn't be asked, and he immediately said: "If it's difficult to answer, then don't say it. Since you found me, I will definitely do my best. It's just that It is not easy to find clues from photos to save people."

After a pause, he said again: "That Miss Cheng is quite wealthy, and I don't think she would tell you the clue of your friend so easily."

Wen Wan smiled slightly, "What you think is what I think. So, I don't hold out too much hope yet. However, I still hope that you can help me to check first, in case the photo is real Maybe, then we can take this opportunity to find Qing Huan."

Ouyang Moyuan naturally agreed repeatedly, and told Wen Wan that he would contact her once he had news, and then hung up the phone.

Ouyang Moyuan and Mo Chen went to track down the photo at the same time, Wen Wan was somewhat relieved, with the two of them tracking down together, I believe there will be news soon.

Sure enough, the next morning, Wen Wan received a call from Ouyang Moyuan, saying that he had found some clues, and hoped that he could explain it to her face to face.

Wen Wan was naturally very happy, but because she had no way to go out, she had to make an appointment with Ouyang Moyuan to meet at the coffee shop downstairs of their hotel.

When Wen Wan arrived, Ouyang Moyuan was already there. Seeing her arriving, he hurriedly got up to meet her, and opened the chair for Wen Wan in a rather gentlemanly manner.

"Have you had breakfast?" Ouyang Moyuan asked.

She shook her head with a gentle smile, "It's still early, so I haven't eaten yet."

The smile on Ouyang Moyuan's face became deeper and darker, his beautiful and enchanting eyes narrowed because of joy, "That's good, I haven't eaten either, so let's eat some together."

"Okay." She agreed with a gentle smile.

"What a coincidence, I didn't eat it either, Mr. Ouyang, can we go together?"

Wen Wan was taken aback by the sudden cold and harsh voice, her back stiffened almost subconsciously, as if she was suddenly punched by someone out of excitement.

He... how come?