The cold and charming wife of the ruthless president

The lights are feasting, the people are intoxicated, and the Arc de Triomphe is bustling with singing and dancing, and the traffic of luxury cars is like water.

As soon as the extended Lincoln stopped, the waiter at the door immediately stepped forward respectfully and opened the door.

Ye Zhen buttoned her cuffs and walked into the bar with a sullen face.

"Boss Ye!" The bar manager greeted him politely.

"Call your boss." Thin lips pursed slightly, and a low voice came.

The bar manager chuckled, "As soon as Mr. Ye comes, we will notify the boss that he is coming, you go to the box and wait."

"En." Ye Zhen replied coldly, and went to the vvip box.

Both inside and outside of the VIP box on the second floor are covered with privacy glass, allowing people to clearly see the scene outside, but people outside cannot see inside.

Ye Zhen sat in front of the glass, staring at the bar hall with dark eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

According to Ye Zhen's preference, the bar manager ordered fruit and drinks to be served, and then left.

About two or three minutes later, there was a sound outside the door, and then the golden European-style door was pulled open, and a man in a purple suit walked in with a grin.

A head of silver-gray hair, handsome and feminine, more delicate than a woman, if it weren't for the obvious Adam's apple, wearing women's clothes, she would be more feminine than a woman.

"Hey, what wind brought our President Ye here?" Xing Que walked up to Ye Zhen, picked up a glass of strong wine on the coffee table, poured his head up, wiped his red lips, and smiled.

"Speak human." With a twist of cold eyes, Ye Zhen leaned back, with his arms on the sofa, and looked coldly at the evil and beautiful man in front of him.

"Why is what I said not human?" Xing Que showed a sad expression, put down the wine glass, pinched it with his fingertips, and took out a cigarette from his bosom, "Would you like one?"

"No need." Ye Zhen refused, "Do you have any clues to what I asked you to investigate?"

"I knew it was no good for you to find me. You only know how to use me. When will you give me some sweets? Otherwise, you won't be motivated to work." Xing Que took a puff of cigarette, squinted his long and narrow eyes, and the smoke ring blew on Ye Zhen. Show a sly smile.

"Didn't you always want to get the land reclamation document from Lingbei Bay? I'll give it to you." Her thin lips moved slightly, revealing her white teeth, and Ye Zhen frowned impatiently.

"Hey, brother, what I'm waiting for is your words!" Xing Que smiled contentedly, like a successful old fox, stood up and walked to the side wine cabinet, and took out yellow kraft paper from the bottom drawer bag.

"Here you are!" Xing Que looked at the eagerness in Ye Zhen's eyes, flicked his wrist, and threw the kraft paper bag in front of him, "If you want me to say, your mistress is really good, to have been able to deceive you for so many years, such a scheming, tsk Tsk tsk..."

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb!" Ye Zhen threatened sullenly, then opened the kraft paper bag and looked.

The truth of four years ago was completely revealed before his eyes, his face trembled violently, and his fingertips trembled.

Shen Qiao actually lied to him so much!

Every word, even a punctuation mark, Ye Zhen read it with great care, as if each word was written with Shen Wanqing's blood, it was her grievance, her resentment.

Back then, he didn't investigate because he was afraid, afraid that everything would be as Shen Wanqing said, that he had misunderstood her, and he dared not admit that he was wrong.

But now, Shen Wanqing came back as Yu Wan, God gave them a chance to start again, this time he didn't want to miss her.

So he asked Xing Que to investigate for him the kidney transplant four years ago, and the real reason why his biological mother jumped into the sea ten years ago!