Ruan Qianya unplugged the USB flash drive in frustration, and threw it on the bed, but after a while, she reluctantly picked it up and looked at it carefully.

The appearance of the USB flash drive does not look like it has not been used, and the edges have been worn off. If so, it means that the USB flash drive should be used frequently.

But what about the contents?

Ruan Qianya's brows became tighter and tighter, and the flame of hope that was extinguished in her heart was rekindled.

She dialed a number and eagerly asked the other party: "Is there any way for you to restore the deleted things in the USB flash drive?"

"Of course, this is child's play for a computer genius like me."

Ruan Qianya couldn't wait to verify her conjecture, and immediately asked, "Where are you now? I'll go find you right away."

"Now?" The other party's tone was very surprised, but also terrified, and humbled to discuss with Ruan Qianya: "Can you do it during the day tomorrow? It's midnight now, and you are a married woman. Isn't it appropriate for us to meet?"

"Stop talking nonsense! See you at the tea restaurant near your company."

Ruan Qianya didn't give the other party any room to refuse, she just took the computer and USB flash drive and hurried out.

Nangong Lingyu stood in front of the window of the old house, watching Ruan Qianya drive away from the old house, full of suspicion in his heart.

What exactly was in those file bags she took out from the old man's room?
Could it be that the old man made other wills?
Regardless of the fact that it was late at night, Nangong Lingyu called Nangong Yu. After a few seconds of waiting, Nangong Yu's laziness and displeasure sounded——

"Nangong Lingyu, it's late at night, are you still letting people rest?"

Ignoring her mood approaching the edge of rage, Nangong Lingyu asked in a cold voice: "Are you sure that what your people stole from Ruan Qianya's car back then was the old man's will?"

"Of course, is there something wrong?" Nangong Yu replied casually, and then asked in doubt, "Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Ruan Qianya went back to the old house today, and took out a few portfolios from the old man's room. I'm worried that the old man still has backup."

Nangong Yu became energetic in an instant, sat up suddenly, and repeatedly denied: "Impossible! Grandpa doesn't expect what will happen in the future, how could he make two wills?"

Even though he said so, Nangong Yu still couldn't help feeling flustered.

After a moment of silence, Nangong Lingyu murmured: "The safest way now is to find out what is in there."

"Leave it to me." Nangong Yu readily took this matter to herself. She was also eager to find out that if the old man really prepared two wills, they must be destroyed as soon as possible to avoid future troubles.

In the tea restaurant, Ruan Qianya stared at the computer screen intently, although she didn't quite understand these operations.

Her palms were already sweating nervously, and she asked softly, "Xu Yang, will all the contents here be deleted?"

"At present, it should be." Xu Yang patiently waited for the data to recover after finishing the operation, but within a few minutes, there were several gigabytes of data on the empty USB drive.

Xu Yang pushed the laptop in front of Ruan Qianya, "It's all here, take your time and take a look."

Those files were listed layer by layer, and just looking at them was enough to give Xu Yang a headache.

He muttered and complained: "You called me out at night, and my girlfriend scolded me, Mr. Ruan, you owe me a big meal this time."

"Invite your girlfriend together!" Ruan Qianya waved at him, "Go back and accompany your girlfriend!"

"You still really want to kill..." Xu Yang swallowed the last word, he almost scolded himself.

After Xu Yang left, Ruan Qianya looked through the documents one by one, and sat in the tea restaurant all night.

In the building of Nangong Group, Jing Yihong finally checked the accounts of the past two years, moved his hands and feet, pinched the center of his eyebrows, and relieved the fatigue in his body.

Picking up the phone, clicking on Ruan Qianya's dialog box, and sending two words: "I miss you."

After sending the message, he put the phone on the table, leaned back on the boss chair and closed his eyes to rest. He knew that Ruan Qianya had already fallen asleep at this time, and he didn't even expect to get her reply.

Just as he was about to fall asleep in a daze, the phone suddenly buzzed and vibrated twice.

Jing Yihong woke up instinctively, and reached out to touch the phone, thinking it was a customer, but saw a small red heart popping up in the message dialog box, which was Ruan Qianya's reply to him.

For a moment, it seemed that the exhaustion from his whole body had dissipated, and the corners of his mouth lifted up happily.

His eyes softened, and he tapped his fingers quickly on the phone, "Are you woken up by me?"

"No, outside."

Seeing this reply, Jing Yihong's expression suddenly became serious, and he frowned and asked, "Send me the location."

But within 10 minutes, Jing Yihong's car stopped at the door of the tea restaurant, strode upstairs to the private room, and directly opened the curtain.

Seeing Jing Yihong's serious face, Ruan Qianya smiled guiltyly.

Jing Yihong suppressed his anger, and directly helped Ruan Qianya put away the computer and the file bag on the table. Holding these things in one hand, he held Ruan Qianya firmly with the other hand, and led him out of the room. tea restaurant.

He opened the door, fastened her seat belt, and walked around to the other side to get in the car.

From the beginning to the end, Jing Yihong didn't say a single word.

Based on Ruan Qianya's understanding of Jing Yihong, she knew that Jing Yihong was really angry.

She took the initiative to explain: "I'm going outside because I just made an appointment with someone to help me restore the data in the USB flash drive..."

"You know that's not the reason why I'm so angry." Jing Yihong kept a straight face, and just glanced at Ruan Qianya, which made Ruan Qianya cower.

Bringing her back to the old house, Ruan Qianya just lay down on the bed, and there was an extra force on her waist to massage her.

"Sitting outside all night, isn't your back sore?" It was obviously a concerned word, but Jing Yihong uttered it with a sense of reproach.

"Hmm." Ruan Qianya responded sullenly, got up from the bed, and asked expectantly, "Are you not angry anymore?"

Jing Yihong didn't answer, but glared at her, "Lie down."

Ruan Qianya went back resentfully, enjoying Jing Yihong's "special service", overflowing with happiness in her heart.

"I know you want to find evidence sooner." Jing Yihong's tone was more helpless: "But you should at least take care of your body, right? Do you really think that you are not bad when you are busy outside so late? ?”

"Didn't you stay up for several nights yourself? Now you are training me..." Ruan Qianya muttered a few words in a low voice, thinking that Jing Yihong would not hear, but unfortunately she underestimated Jing Yihong's hearing ability too much.

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