Young master, your vest fell off

The atmosphere at the dinner table was still very good. Fu Miaomiao saw that Chu Junyuan didn't treat her anything special, so he put the previous confusion behind him.

It was almost ten o'clock before everyone left the restaurant.

As soon as the group reached the entrance of the restaurant, they saw Yan Chuan standing not far away leaning on the car.

Qin Hong greeted Chu Junyuan and Mr. Zhang, and went to find Yan Chuan.

Gu Mo also arrived and took Li Nian away.

Chu Junyuan looked at Fu Miaomiao, "What about you? Mr. Situ didn't come to pick you up? Shall I take you back?"

Fu Miaomiao smiled slightly, "No need..."

"Miaomiao." Situ Han's voice sounded at this moment.

Fu Miaomiao and Chu Junyuan followed the sound together and saw another car stopped not far away.

Situ Han got out of the car and walked towards this side. He was like a king in the dark night, descending into the world.

Fu Miaomiao looked at Situ Han, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

I really don't know why Situ Han is so jealous, he is much prettier than Chu Junyuan, okay?
Isn't she satisfied with holding such a handsome man?
Situ Han walked over, naturally took Fu Miaomiao into his arms, and nodded to Chu Junyuan, "Mr. Chu, we meet again."

"Mr. Situ." Chu Junyuan also nodded in a gentlemanly manner, "Since you have come to pick up Miss Fu, then I will leave first."

"Goodbye." Fu Miaomiao waved to Chu Junyuan, and got into the car with Situ Han.

Han Ming also drove the car over and opened the door, "Sir, please."

Chu Junyuan sat in the back, and after Han Ming got into the car, he asked calmly, "Is Situ Han's identity still not found out?"

"Situ Han just retired not long ago. He only has one game company under his name. That's all he can find for now." Han Ming replied.

Chu Junyuan slowly closed his eyes and did not speak again.

……

In the imperial capital, in a certain villa...

In the study room, an old man with full hair was sitting on a chair. There was a dim light in the study room, shining on his face, making it difficult to see his appearance clearly.

On the opposite side, a man stood in front of him respectfully, and presented the photo in his hands with both hands, "This is the photo sent back by our people just now."

The old man took the man's photo.

In the photo, Chu Junyuan and Yan Chuan were not far away. Seeing this, the old man frowned, "The two of them actually met."

The man lowered his head and said respectfully, "Master, do you want to take action now?"

Hearing this, the old man was silent for a long time before he spoke again: "Don't worry, it would be a good show for these two people to bite dogs."

The man paused and nodded.

He understands that the master wants to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight at this time, and then reap the benefits of the fisherman.

"Master, I understand."

The man nodded and backed out.

At the same time, City K...

As soon as Yan Chuan and Qin Hong got home, they couldn't wait to drag Qin Hong into the room.

Qin Hong frowned, "What are you in a hurry for? I still have some work to do..."

"Can you not be in a hurry? I have endured it for a day, hurry up." Yan Chuan's voice was urgent, and he began to take off Qin Hong's clothes after entering the room.

Qin Hong was helpless, raised his hand and struggled lightly, "I said I still have work to do, just wait for me..."

"I can't wait anymore." Yan Chuan's hand was opened by Qin Hong, and he began to take off his clothes, anyway, he couldn't be idle.

Qin Hong: "..."

This man is a madman.

"I don't care about you anymore, I'm going to work."

"Come back to me!" Seeing that Qin Hong was about to leave, Yan Chuan grabbed Qin Hong's wrist and pulled her back with a slight force, "Where are you going? Huh? Get on the bed and give Laozi's little butt." pouted..."

"Yan Chuan!" Qin Hong looked angry, "Are you sick? I really have some work to do, can't you wait a while?"

"What's wrong with you?" Yan Chuan looked Qin Hong up and down, "The couple just finished fighting, and you want to fight with me?"

"I don't want to quarrel with you. I'm just in a hurry to finish the work. Is it okay?" Qin Hong smiled helplessly, "Twenty minutes."

Yan Chuan snorted, "What kind of broken company doesn't give you overtime pay, and you have to work overtime when you go home. How did Fu Miaomiao do it?"

"Okay, you come with me." Qin Hong stepped forward to arrange Yan Chuan's clothes, and dragged him to the study.

Yan Chuan's complexion was not very good-looking, but seeing Qin Hong's serious appearance in the studio, he couldn't get angry, so he sat on the side and stared at Qin Hong, his eyes were straight and shining.

Qin Hong couldn't ignore this aggressive look even if he wanted to.

She raised her eyes to meet Yan Chuan's gaze, "You should do something else."

Yan Chuan dragged his chin with one hand, shook his head, "I don't, I'll just look at you."

Qin Hong was extremely helpless, "But if you're like this, I don't feel like working. It's only 10 minutes. Do something else first."

"Hurry up, I'll hold on tight, as soon as 10 minutes is up, if you don't leave, I'll take care of you here."

Yan Chuan's words were straightforward and explicit, and Qin Hong was already used to this.

He's been like this ever since he got married.

She nodded.

Yan Chuan took the tablet on one side and turned it on, playing games boringly.

A horizontal frame suddenly popped up above, which was his mailbox.

Yan Chuan didn't care, just swept away the horizontal frame and continued to play the game.

But now his mind is not on the game at all. After playing for 10 minutes, he died dozens of times and quit the game.

Seeing the red dot above the mailbox again, Yan Chuan was silent, opened the mailbox, and received the file.

The contents of the file were a few photos, and as soon as he clicked on them, bright red blood came into Yan Chuan's eyes.

Yan Chuan frowned, immediately clicked on the big picture, and took a closer look...

Qin Hong on the side was working seriously, but suddenly felt something was wrong, as if a terrifying force spread throughout the study.

She involuntarily looked towards Yan Chuan, and her eyes fell on the computer in his hand. When she saw this, Qin Hong took a sharp breath in surprise.

She grabbed the computer and stared at the computer screen.

On the screen was a magnified photo, Yu Fengyin's death was magnified, blood was bleeding from all seven orifices, her eyes were dilated, she died with regret...

How could this be?
Qin Hong's face turned pale and bloodless, and his hands began to tremble.

Suddenly it went dark.

Yan Chuan covered Qin Hong's eyes with one hand, and took the tablet with the other, "Don't look!"

Qin Hong took a deep breath and took away Yan Chuan's hand, "How could this happen? How could you have such a photo?"

Yan Chuan locked the screen of the computer, turned to look at Qin Hong, "Don't think about it, you work first, I'm here to accompany you."

"How can I even think about work now?" Qin Hong frowned more and more tightly, "Yan Chuan, where did these photos come from?"

Yan Chuan tightly squeezed the tablet in his hand, fell silent, and said in a deep voice: "I don't know who sent it, I will investigate clearly."

Qin Hong still saw the scene of Yu Fengyin's tragic death in front of him, and he was terrified, "Isn't your mother's death related to Lin Ziyu?"

This is what Yan Chuan told Qin Hong later.

Now Lin Ziyu has been brought to justice, and everyone in the Lin family has been dealt with, so what happened to these photos?