The president relies on me to continue his marriage

It's been a long time since I heard Xia Yanxi's answer, so Fu Yan wasn't annoyed either.

His voice was somewhat sad, "If the Fu family hadn't fallen, I would definitely be able to help Brother Mu solve these problems now. But now—"

Unexpectedly, when Fu Yan came to this situation, she would still put herself in Ji Beimu's shoes, Xia Yanxi's heart felt warm.

But what Fu Yan said next brought her back to reality, "Miss Xia, the last time I asked you to help, did you..."

Hearing this, Xia Yanxi looked a little embarrassed, "I really want to help you, but you also know that Tangling Group is in a very difficult situation now, if I do something like this, wouldn't the third master... ..."

"I understand what you mean." Fu Yan's voice was even more sad, "I didn't expect our Fu family to come to an end in the end."

Hearing his lonely voice, Xia Yanxi felt very uncomfortable, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, I will try my best to find a way for you."

Fu Yan was silent for a long time before reluctantly responding, "Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

Xia Yanxi had a bad premonition in her heart, she turned her head pale, only to find that it was just a cleaning lady passing by.

"Miss Xia, what's the matter? Your complexion is not very good." The cleaning lady asked her kindly.

Xia Yanxi looked up, and saw that the door of Ji Beimu's office was still tightly closed.

She breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that she was scaring herself again just now.

She tried to adjust her emotions and walked back to the office.

The man had been standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows for some time, with a cigar in his hand.

"Third Master, why are you smoking cigars again?" Xia Yanxi asked worriedly.

Ji Beimu turned his head, took a deep look at her, and said indifferently, "When I'm depressed, I like to smoke this kind of thing."

Xia Yanxi frowned slightly.

She knew that Ji Beimu was not a person who liked to reveal his emotions to others, so she was surprised that he said these words suddenly.

Ji Beimu stared at her for a while, smoked a few cigars, and then walked back to his desk.

When the girl turned her head, she saw him stubbing out the cigar and continuing to work hard.

She blinked, and asked in disbelief, "Aren't you curious whose call I just answered?"

When she walked out with her mobile phone just now, the way Ji Beimu looked at her really made her afraid, and she always felt that all her thoughts had been exposed in front of him.

The man was playing with a golden pen in his hand, and raised his eyes casually, "Could it be that if I ask, you will answer?"

Xia Yanxi was taken aback for a moment, and when she realized the meaning of his words, the expression on her face became even more unnatural, and she felt ashamed.

Because of the phone call just now, she really didn't dare to let Ji Beimu know.

Fortunately, he didn't seem to want to make things difficult for her again, so he continued to work as if nothing had happened.

That afternoon, Zhao Bin walked in, "Third Master, I have already confirmed with the police that you can meet Lao Xu in the afternoon."

When this matter was mentioned again, Ji Beimu didn't make any waves on his face, "Okay."

He walked out on crutches.

"Can I follow?" Xia Yanxi also stood up, and seeing Ji Beimu stop, she begged a little more, "I just hope that I can help."

The man glanced at her lightly and said nothing.

Watching him walk out of the office, Zhao Bin reminded Xia Yanxi in a low voice, "Since the third master didn't refuse, he agreed."

Xia Yanxi's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly followed her out.

It wasn't until she got into their car that Ji Beimu didn't show a cold face to her, so Xia Yanxi was relieved.

When he arrived at the police station, although only one day had passed, Old Xu had aged a lot.

"Third Master!" When he saw Ji Beimu appearing in front of him, his dark eyes finally became a little brighter.

Zhao Bin looked at his handcuffed hands, couldn't bear to meet his helpless eyes again, and turned his back helplessly.

"Old Xu, tell us again, what happened yesterday?" Xia Yanxi forced herself to remain calm, holding a recording pen in her hand.

After all, it is impossible for them to have the opportunity to meet Lao Xu every day, so they must strive for opportunities to get more favorable clues.

Old Xu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "The night before, there was a sudden smell in the secret room, which smelled like aromatherapy. But after a short while, I and others fell into a deep sleep. Third master! You also know My character, I can't suddenly fall asleep while doing business!"

Ji Beimu tapped his slender fingers on the table, "So you mean that after smelling that smell, you fell into a coma?"

"Coma?" Old Xu narrowed his eyes and suddenly realized, "That's right! It should be said that he was in a coma! After all, under normal circumstances, who would sleep so deeply? He didn't even know that someone around him was killed!"

"Calm down." The policeman standing behind him saw him standing up excitedly, and ordered solemnly.

It was only then that Lao Xu remembered that he was still charged with a crime, so he sat back helplessly.

Xia Yanxi asked again: "At that time, besides you and Secretary Lin, there were only seven other bodyguards, right? Which of them do you think is the most suspicious?"

Old Xu frowned, looking a little embarrassed, "Those are brothers who have followed me for many years and accompanied me through life and death. We have a good relationship and they have never expressed any dissatisfaction with me. So I really can't think of them. Who else would do such a thing?"

Xia Yanxi also frowned in distress, and looked at Ji Beimu.

The man still maintained his expression just now, as if he was not surprised by what Old Xu said.

He looked up at the policeman in front of him, "According to yesterday's investigation results, he is the only suspect now, right?"

The policeman nodded, "On the knife that stabbed the victim's heart, there were indeed only his fingerprints. In addition, there was no surveillance in the secret room, so we haven't found any other suspects yet."

Old Xu's face turned pale, and his voice became trembling, "Third Master, you must believe me, right? But if you can't come up with other evidence, then don't I..."

Killing for life is also a matter of course.

But this is a heavy price to pay for a person who has been vilified.

Ji Beimu's expression gradually became solemn, "In the next period of time, you must recharge your batteries. Because we still have a battle to fight."

Hearing this, Lao Xu, who had been extremely flustered, calmed down inexplicably.

Zhao Bin looked at Ji Beimu with more admiration.

Although Ji Beimu didn't talk much, every word he said carried a lot of weight.

So what he meant just now was that he must seek justice for Old Xu and return Old Xu's innocence!