After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

"it is good,"

Joan nodded and sat in He Yan's original position.

"Thank you."

The leather chair surface carried the remaining warmth of the man, causing her to wipe something quickly in the depths of her eyes.

But in the end it didn't show up, and he put his hands on the keyboard and started searching for something.

He Yan walked to the sofa and sat down. Xin's long body was lazily leaning on the sofa, with his long legs crossed.

Taking a sip of the tea on the table, he looked at Qiao An's slightly frowning eyebrows and said softly.

"Looking for a lawyer?"

"Um,"

Joan nodded and looked up at He Yan.

"What happened yesterday, I must investigate to the end,"

Her brows furrowed, her watery eyes narrowed slightly.

"Heyan, do you have a suitable lawyer to recommend?"

After all, Li Bin didn't succeed, and he had to go back to the clubhouse if he wanted evidence.

If you can find the right lawyer, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

He Yan looked at Qiao An with a smile in his eyes.

"How am I?"

"Heyan, I'm serious,"

Joan sighed slightly and smiled helplessly.

"Don't be kidding, okay?"

"it is good,"

He Yan put down the things in his hand, got up and walked to Joan.

"Don't worry about the lawyer's business, let me show you something first,"

He leaned on his side, leaning on her side, his slender and distinct fingers sliding slowly on the mouse.

The handsome and delicate side face is on the side of Joan's face.

The distance between the two is extremely close, and their breaths are almost intertwined.

Joan could only feel his chest throbbing violently. He was sitting very upright, not daring to look anywhere.

He Yan looked indifferent, but his Adam's apple rolling up and down said everything.

"It's not the first time that man did something like yesterday,"

The mouse clicked on an unnamed file, but he didn't open it directly, but looked sideways at Joan.

"In this folder is his criminal evidence,"

He Yan looked at the charming face who was close at hand, and the moment his eyes darkened, he averted his gaze.

"I've already had people deal with the picture, but you still have to be prepared."

Qiao An is not a child, he understood He Yan's words in an instant, and nodded in astonishment.

He Yan just clicked on the mouse.

Dozens of mosaic videos and photos appeared in front of Joan.

She widened her beautiful eyes and opened a few of them.

But every one of them just opened, and they hurriedly pressed the pause button.

His delicate face was full of disbelief and anger.

"All of these were made by Li Bin?"

"Um,"

He Yan leaned against the side of the desk, a chill floated in his long and narrow eyes.

"This man is not only a small director, but also the founder of an underground website. These videos are all made by him,"

His lazy and slow voice was lowered a lot.

"The location is in the basement of the villa where he lived. When my men went there, they rescued several young women who were tortured severely."

"brute!!"

Joan's complexion gradually turned pale.

If it hadn't happened to be rescued by He Yan, she would also be one of these women, one of the heroines of these videos.

Thinking of this, the hands on the table were tightly clenched into fists, and the fair face was full of fear.

"Don't be afraid,"

He Yan noticed Joan's emotional change, and immediately poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

"It's all right."

"thanks,"

Qiao An took the tea, and after taking a few sips, her mood gradually stabilized.

"Now, let's hand over the evidence to the judiciary and let them punish this beast severely!!"

"It's too cheap to hand him over to the law."

He Yan opened his mouth slowly, his handsome and fabricated facial features rarely appear sharp.

"I'll let him know what it means to deserve what he deserves."

"I will go with you,"

Joan bit her lip, made up her mind, looked at He Yan and said softly.

"I want to see with my own eyes what happens to this scumbag!"

He Yan frowned.

"You'll be scared."

"Won't,"

Joan's tone insisted.

"He did these vicious things, I want to tear him to pieces,"

Her black and white beautiful eyes are full of seriousness.

"However you treat him, I only think it should be done."

Heyan stared at Qiao An for a long while with dark upturned eyes, then nodded.

"it is good."

The two walked towards the place where Li Bin was being held in the back.

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Fu's old house, study.

Shi Wan stood at the door for a long time, until she calmed down a lot before she raised her hand to knock on the door.

"Enter."

The man's deep and cold voice was like a sharp knife, making people afraid to approach it.

Shiwan opened the door and walked in.

Achen said that wherever he was, she could go in directly.

In the study room, no lights were turned on.

Fortunately, there are bright lights everywhere in the old house, and the bright lights outside the windows shine in, but it does not affect the sight.

The man stood in front of the window smoking a cigarette, his slender figure almost blended with the darkness around him, exuding a hostility and gloom that said no.

There were more than ten cigarette butts under his feet, and the room was filled with the pungent smell of nicotine.

Suddenly, Shi Wan's heart ached.

"what's up?"

Slightly hoarse voice, without the slightest warmth.

Obviously, he didn't know how late it was.

Shi Wan walked behind Fu Tingchen, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pressed his face against it.

"Achen, it's me."

There is not only the smell of smoke, but also wine from the tip of the nose.

It is enough to see how bad Fu Tingchen is in a mood.

Shi Wan's lowered beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, her whole heart seemed to be tightly clutched in someone's hand, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

Fu Tingchen dropped the cigarette in his hand on the ground, stomped it out with his foot, and deliberately softened his slightly hoarse voice.

"Is it over with grandpa?"

"ended,"

Shi Wan opened his mouth slowly, and tightened his grip on Fu Tingchen's arm.

"Achen—"

"Um,"

Fu Tingchen held the hand in front of him, his long, narrow and dark eyes narrowed slightly.

"what happened?"

"fine,"

Shi Wan lowered her voice, restraining her emotions.

"Just wanted to call you."

Fu Tingchen looked out of the window with his narrow dark eyes, and tightly held Shi Wan's hand.

"it is good."

The figures of the two hug each other tightly.

Time seemed to slow down.

After a while, Shiwan spoke again and broke the silence in the house.

"Achen—"

"I'm here,"

Fu Tingchen took no trouble, his voice was deep and gentle.

"Wanwan, I'm here."

"I will always be with you."

Shi Wan pressed her face tightly against the man's body, listening to his heartbeat and continued.

"Never, never, never, say important things three times."

A soft voice sounded in the darkness, extremely firm and serious.

I will always be with you.

Never, ever, ever, important things said three times.

Such words can only be said to him over and over again in Wanwan seriously.

Fu Tingchen's body was slightly stiff, and the ice covering his handsome face melted.