After rebirth, I picked Mr. He's treasure

"No."

He Zhiyan resolutely refused.Shen Weiyi also knew exactly what was going on in his heart.

I owed him in the previous life, how could I let her continue to owe it in this life, Shen Weiwei stretched out his hand to hook He Zhiyan's neck, moved closer and said, "I will cover you from now on."

Outside the door, Jiang Huai accidentally ran into this dog abuse scene again, wishing he could slap himself.

After the two separated, he knocked on the door, "Mr. He."

"what's up?"

"I asked a passerby just now, and he showed me the way and said that someone ran here."

Jiang Huai showed the mobile phone to the two of them. On it was a nearby map, and a red dot was marked above a hotel.

"Someone saw her come in here."

After saying that, He Zhiyan hurried out without hesitation, followed by Shen Weiwei, who arrived at the place in a few minutes.

The hotel staff knew He Zhiyan, so they took him up without saying much.

Knocked softly, but there was no movement inside.

"Are you sure it's this one?"

The staff member nodded vigorously, "It's not wrong, we have records on the computer, it's her."

Hearing this, He Zhiyan directly took the spare room card in his hand, opened the door and walked in. He didn't have the patience and temper to continue pestering this reporter.

"Where do you want to escape?"

A cold voice sounded from behind, and the reporter turned his head in disbelief, "You, why did you get in here? Do you know that you are breaking the law?"

"Then how do you calculate this?"

He Zhiyan threw his hand up, and the dagger fell to the ground, but this time he didn't give the opponent another chance, and called his subordinates directly.

However, the reporter did something unexpected.

She turned around and pushed open the window. There was a cold wind blowing through the window at half a person's height. Even on a sunny day, not everyone could resist this temperature.

The reporter turned his back to them and shouted, "You better not force me, if you force me, I will jump from here!"

All the subordinates stopped their movements for an instant, and all looked at each other nervously.

The reporter had already stepped out with one leg, but she couldn't help trembling when she saw the height.

"Give up, we didn't say what to do."

Shen Weiyi tried to make her lower her vigilance.

But the reporter shook his head, as if he had completely given up on something, "You won't, you will definitely lock me in a small dark room, torture me severely, and make me suffer thousands of times..."

Hearing these words, everyone present couldn't help but slander, this guy seems to really have persecution paranoia.

Shen Weiyi sighed, "Then tell me why you did this, it's already reached this point, it doesn't make sense for you to escape or jump off the building."

The reporter's eyes moved slightly, looking at Shen Weiwei.

But Shen Weiyi held his breath and looked at her nervously.

The reporter said slowly, "I won't say anything. I've already promised, absolutely not."

In the next second, she fell towards the window like a feather.

The people at the scene were breathless, and the nearest person reacted quickly, ran over and grabbed her.

The people behind followed closely, one after another.

"You are not allowed to let go!"

The reporter was also afraid, and his grip on the man became tighter and tighter.

After tossing for about ten minutes, he was finally rescued. The reporter knelt on the ground and started crying in the next second.

At this time, He Zhiyan had already called the police, and it was useless for her to regret it now.

The reporter was taken away, but Shen Weiyi and the others did not feel relieved at all.

Before she jumped down, she obviously had something to say, what meant that she had promised not to speak, they couldn't figure it out even more.

……

Lin Mansha didn't expect that that guy would throw himself into the trap, but luckily he didn't expose her.

It's very dangerous for me now, and the He family may put all their energy into paying attention to these things.

what to do?What's the next step?
Lin Mansha sat at the table and picked up her phone.

Lin Rushan's phone rang, it was an unfamiliar number.

"What's wrong?" Zou Lan asked.

"I don't know, maybe it's a typo?"

Zou Lan's eyes gradually dimmed, and he asked cautiously, "Could it be Mansha?"

After the man ran away, they looked for him, but there was no clue. Lin Rushan didn't agree to call the police, and he could lie to the hospital as much as he could.

Now, the two have all but given up.

Even if she got her back, she would still end up in the hospital. The two of them couldn't bear to see her like this, so they just turned a blind eye.

Lin Rushan stared at the phone without saying a word, and said in a deep voice for a while, "I'll call back and try again."

Zou Lan looked at her husband nervously.

However, no one answered after a few calls.

He sighed deeply, "I just said, it must be a typo."

Lin Mansha still couldn't make up her mind to contact her parents in the end, but it was a good opportunity for the reporter to take the blame for her.

Now it is estimated that He Zhiyan still doesn't know that he escaped, so why not just take this opportunity and return to him...

After returning from the hotel, everyone was in shock.

When the old lady heard that they had found a clue, she also called to ask.

"How's the situation? Have you caught someone?"

"Yes, it has been taken away by the police."

However, in reality, it seems that there is a bigger conspiracy waiting for them. It is inconvenient for He Zhiyan to say so, so he can only say this.

"Then I'm relieved. By the way, you guys will come over this weekend. I introduced you to Mr. He, the only person I know before. If I have something to ask you."

He Zhiyan paused, now as long as he heard a male name other than his, he would inevitably pay extra attention.

"Grandma, who is Mr. He?"

"You can ask the only one." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

He Zhiyan told Shen Weiyi about this, and Shen Weiyi smiled and said, "It's the designer. I met the old lady at the manor that day."

He Zhiyan nodded, as if he wanted to ask something else, but finally swallowed it back.

At the weekend, He Qian met the two through the old lady's help.

Although the manor property belongs to the He family, the designer himself, He Zhiyan, has never seen it.

"Hi, Mr. He, Mr. Jiuwen, hello."

He Zhiyan nodded lightly, pulled Shen Weiwei to sit down, and looked at He Qian warily.

Sitting between them, the old lady could tell her grandson's careful thoughts at a glance. She raised her lips and said, "He Qian, just speak up if you have anything to do. You don't have to be nervous when I'm here."

With the old lady present, the atmosphere eased a lot.He Qian silently took out a design drawing from his bag, "Actually, I happen to have a good project here, I hope Mr. He can help to look at it."

He pushed the design drawing, and He Zhiyan picked it up and glanced at it lightly. It was indeed good, but he didn't know what the other party meant, whether he planned to invest or do something.

"Mr. He, can you tell me more about it?"

He Qian nodded and elaborated on the plan.Basically a nursing home investment project.

The rewards are huge. If it succeeds, it will also provide a new direction for the development of the He family. Now it depends on what He Zhiyan means.