"I want to hear your opinion on something."

Wen Qian struggled for a long time, and decided to ask Mr. Shengjing Gaoya about it, but she couldn't say it directly.

Sheng Jing nodded, tired from standing, and sat down on the grass: "Let's talk."

He knew why Wen Qian brought him to the back garden. As soon as he entered the door, he could smell the smell of electronic machinery. Fu Yicheng also pressed a lot of monitoring things in his home. There was a lot of noise outside, and the content of their chatting was Fu Yicheng can not hear.

It seems that Wen Qian and Fu Yicheng's relationship really has a problem. Not long ago, they recorded a show with a deep affection, Sheng Jing really couldn't guess what could cause the two to quarrel.

Wen Qian told the story of her and Gao Yajun in an outsider's tone, she only said that she was a friend, and she also said that her friend's husband didn't trust her, what should I do.

Sheng Jing knew the reason, so he didn't tell the truth: "I think your friend is not nice."

Sheng Jing's starting point is so strange, Wen Qian thought he would talk about Mr. Gao Ya first.

"Don't make trouble."

Fu Yicheng is not that kind of person, and Wen Qian didn't even notice it. Even if there was a quarrel, she would subconsciously defend Fu Yicheng.

Sheng Jing looked at Wen Qian's face that was about to get angry, and coughed seriously: "I think the person your friend saw is not simple."

If what Wen Qian said was true, then she was too precise in controlling the time, so accurate that no one else found her at the scene.

Wen Qian nodded and sat down beside Sheng Jing: "Do you trust my friend?"

In fact, you are asking if you believe her?

Sheng Jing curled his lips and replied without hesitation: "Of course I do."

Wen Qian was surprised, and realized that Sheng Jing didn't mean to be joking, and a warm current flowed through her heart, and she was a little moved.

Then he broke into a wry smile. Even Sheng Jing, who had just met him not long ago, believed her, so why didn't Fu Yicheng believe her?
Sheng Jing didn't know that his words really changed Wen Qian's opinion of him, and he put his hands behind his head in boredom: "Is it because of this reason that you look bad today?"

Directly substituting Wen Qian into the friend she just mentioned, Wen Qian does not deny it, and generally speaking like this, as long as you are not stupid, you can guess it.

Sheng Jing was suddenly curious about one thing: "Apart from me, does anyone else believe in you?"

Inexplicably, he wanted to be the only one.

"Yes, my assistant." Wen Qian gave Zhao Daixin the key to her apartment, remembering what Zhao Daixin said to persuade her to come back last night, Wen Qian looked a little gentler.

Sheng Jing knew that Wen Qian's assistant was a woman, and she seemed to be sent by Fu Yicheng's rival in love, so he admired Fu Yicheng's patience, if it was him, Zhao Daixin would have gone back to where he came from.

Twitching his mouth, he hesitated to speak.

"Can you do me a favor?" Wen Qian thought about it and decided to ask Sheng Jing for help. After all, neither of the two people she trusts the most will help her.

From Sheng Jing's expression, Wen Qian was sure that he would help her.

"Can you help me find out the whereabouts of Mr. Gao Ya?" As long as she found the evidence, she would not believe Fu Yicheng and Tu Meiling or her.

"No problem, but you have to tell me the specific situation of Mr. Gao Ya."

Sheng Jing was in a good mood, and agreed without hesitation. He had never heard of the name of the Gao family, so he must have no background. He not only wanted to find him, but also gave Wen Qian a surprise.

Wen Qian told Sheng Jing everything she knew, and said that when Gao Yajun asked someone to have plastic surgery to pretend to be her twice, Sheng Jing only became interested in Gao Yajun.

"Fu Yicheng won't forget her old love, right?" It's a very strange place to choose to believe her without hesitation.

Sheng Jing's words were like a row of dense needles, piercing Wen Qian's heart, causing pain.

She also had this doubt, but she wasn't sure. Now that even Sheng Jing said so, she was even more shaken.

Seeing that Wen Qian fell silent suddenly, Sheng Jing knew that he must have said something wrong, and tried to fool him: "Haha, you are so much better than Gao Yajun, Fu Yicheng is blind so he didn't choose you."

"I used to be inferior to Mr. Gao Ya with half a finger." Wen Qian was telling the truth, but it was limited to her family and financial resources, and now she is more than [-] blocks away from Wen Qian.

"how is this possible?"

"Okay, that's all I know, do you want to stay for lunch?" Wen Qian put away her messy thoughts and stood up.

"Okay." Sheng Jing was also blunt, anyway, Wen Qian is begging him to do something now, it's not too much to rely on a meal.

The cook knew that there was a guest, so she prepared two extra dishes, but she did not know where to find out Shengjing's preferences, and prepared drinks and tea for him.

Sheng Jing raised his eyebrows, glanced at the orange juice in Wen Qian's hand, and summoned the housekeeper, "I want to be like her."

When the butler heard the words and asked Wen Qian for her opinion, Wen Qian looked at Sheng Jing in surprise and nodded, maybe her tea was not to Sheng Jing's liking.

"Aside from inviting me to dinner, do you have anything else to give me?"

Wen Qian raised her head in doubt, what does Sheng Jing want?
Seeing her bewildered look, Sheng Jing sighed: "Although I'm interested in you, I'm not reduced to running errands for you."

There was a faint smile in the black eyes.

Wen Qian froze for a moment, then bowed her head sadly: "If you don't like it, forget it."

"Don't, I'm just talking, why do you take it seriously?" Sheng Jing realized that Wen Qian couldn't bear to be teased, so he stopped begging for things, and finished the meal while chatting.

Wen Qian secretly thought that if Sheng Jing could find out the whereabouts of Mr. Gao Ya, she would let go of her dislike for him.

This prejudice was originally caused by Fu Yicheng, she re-examined Shengjing today, and found that he is actually not bad.

After lunch, Sheng Jing unceremoniously accepted Wen Qian's dessert: "You made this yourself?"

Although the shape is pretty, it is not neat enough, and it looks like it is handmade.

Wen Qian likes to tinker with these small snacks: "If you like it, I will give it to you."

"Then I won't be polite, I will call you if there is any news." Sheng Jing's enthusiasm for finding Gao Yajun was suddenly higher than Wen Qian's, and Wen Qian couldn't laugh or cry.

"Walk slowly without sending."

Fu Yicheng still knew that Sheng Jing was coming. After all, those bodyguards belonged to Fu Yicheng. Wen Qian didn't think that they were really obedient, even though she saved them today.

Not only did Sheng Jing come, he was also taken to the back garden by Wen Qian to stay for a long time, Fu Yicheng's vinegar jar was knocked to the ground, bubbling sourly.

"What is Shengjing here for?"

Neither the housekeeper nor the bodyguard could answer his question, because the monitors in the garden heard nothing.

Wen Qian didn't want to talk to him yet. The living room was surprisingly quiet.

Fu Yicheng waved his hand, and the servants went down first, leaving only him and Wen Qian: "No matter what Sheng Jing says, don't believe it."

Wen Qian retorted nonchalantly in her heart. Coincidentally, she still believed in Sheng Jing alone.

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