Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

"Miss Yun, you held the newspaper upside down."

Yun Qian: "..."

She looked calm and turned the newspaper in her hand.

"You don't understand, I'm getting information in a special way."

The adjutant nodded in understanding.

Xiao Ying came here just for the documents. She looked calm and analyzed the reasons why she did what she did and the benefits it could bring.

Wen Jin listened attentively, tapping his fingertips on the table unhurriedly. He was even distracted by thinking about what he could take Yun Qian to eat tonight.

"I'm sorry, Miss Xiao, no matter how much you say, I won't agree." Wen Jin made a slow-walking gesture.

Xiao Ying was unwilling to give up: "Young Marshal, you have to believe that our transaction is guaranteed to be safe!"

Wen Jin's eyes turned cold, and the adjutant immediately stepped forward: "Miss Xiao, please go this way."

The adjutant asked the person to leave semi-forcefully, and the office became quiet again. Yun Qian put down the newspaper he was holding to show off.

"I think she's a little weird." Yun Qian held her chin with her hands. This posture made her slim figure in the cheongsam look even more enchanting.

Wen Jin's eyes fell on Yun Qian's slender waist and her eyes dimmed slightly, then she raised her eyebrows: "How do you say that?"

"She was so anxious, like there was a deadline on this."

Xiao Ying was indeed too anxious. She was so anxious that she personally ran to Wen Jin to plead. Considering what happened in her previous life, Yun Qian had to suspect that Xiao Ying had greater interests involved behind her.

But there is also a problem. The original owner died too early in his previous life, and he has no idea what happened afterwards. So far, Yun Qian can only figure it out on his own.

"Master Young Marshal, can you lend me your adjutant?"

Wen Jin loved hearing Yun Qian call him "Young Marshal". His sweet voice always gave off a hint of coquettishness at the end.

"Why don't you lend it to me?" Wen Jin asked.

Yun Qian smiled and replied: "Young Marshal is too conspicuous, so he is more suitable to be hidden at home."

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The adjutant who bumped into his young commander and Miss Yun in the office was sitting in the karaoke hall in confusion the next day.

The young marshal said to him in a calm tone this morning: "If you follow Qianqian these days, you will do whatever she says."

The adjutant looked at the future young marshal's wife who was singing on the stage and seriously suspected that he had been thrown into the wolf's den.

Before Yun Qian stepped down from the stage, she waved to the adjutant and motioned for him to follow.

The backstage is empty at the moment. Those who should be on stage come on stage, and those who should leave leave.

It was the first time that the adjutant entered a place like the backstage, and it was a bit difficult to follow.

"Miss Yun, is there any work that I need to do?" the adjutant asked, bowing his head respectfully.

Yun Qian sat down and touched up her makeup with rouge, "Well, keep an eye on Xiao Ying these days. If there is anything strange, report it to me immediately."

"Yes."

……

Xiao Ying walked into the door of Jindu Mansion, looked around, and found that no one noticed her. She immediately lowered her head and walked to the hidden box on the first floor.

The adjutant pretended to be a businessman and chatted and laughed with the people present, but in fact he was following Xiao Ying out of the corner of his eye.

Sitting in the box was a middle-aged man who looked a little older. There was a dark scar on the left side of his face, which looked very unpleasant.

Xiao Ying was allowed to come in with a specific knocking method. She did not sit down first when she came in. "The negotiation was not completed. Wen Jin did not agree."

"As expected, for someone as inhumane as him, and what happened recently, I won't agree to anything." The middle-aged man's voice was also a little rough.

"What should we do? It's almost time for trading." Xiao Ying looked anxious.

"Don't worry, it's not the only way. If we can't come in the light, we'll go in the dark."

There were two people guarding the door of the box. It was difficult for the adjutant to go in and listen. He could only wait outside and wait for Xiao Ying to come out before going back to report to Yun Qian.

In an instant, a sudden change occurred. A gunshot rang out from the box on the second floor. The adjutant looked keenly towards the direction from which the sound came.

Just as he was about to go up and take a look, a hotel attendant ran out of the box and kept shouting: "Help! Someone is trying to assassinate the young marshal! The young marshal has been shot!"

The blood in the adjutant's body froze in an instant, and he rushed upstairs with his legs, using the speed gained from years of training to reach the box as soon as possible.

There were two corpses lying across the box, with blood spreading on the floor. Neither of them was Wen Jin.

Wen Jin was sitting on the sofa, breathing heavily. There was a bloody hole in his left shoulder, which was a gunshot wound.

The adjutant hurriedly ran over and pressed the nearest clean white cloth to Wen Jin's wound. The blood dyed the white cloth red little by little.

Wen Jin casually pushed away the adjutant's hand and pressed the wound herself, "You can't die, why are you here?"

"Miss Yun sent me to follow Xiao Ying secretly, and she happened to appear here. How are you, young marshal? Why don't you bring anyone with you?"

"If you had known it was a trap, would you have brought them here to die?" Wen Jin raised her head and leaned on the back of the sofa.

The gunshot wound did not hit the vital part. Wen Jin's face and lips turned pale due to excessive blood loss. He closed his eyes: "Take care of this place and check these two people. They must be dirty behind the scenes."

"Yes."

Wen Jin was taken to the hospital by the soldiers who came from behind. He was pushed into the emergency room for surgery to remove the bullet from the wound.

Because the operation required anesthesia, Wen Jin slept for a long time. When he woke up, Yun Qian was sitting next to the bed.

Yun Qian was peeling an apple with a small fruit knife. Wen Jin watched helplessly as she peeled away the flesh bit by bit. The peeled apple was only half of its original size.

Wen Jin: "......"

Good...good technique!

Yun Qian noticed that the person on the hospital bed had woken up, raised his hand and stuffed the result of his hard work for a long time into Wen Jin's mouth.

"Eat it for me. If you don't finish it, I'll cut it for you."

Wen Jin rolled his eyes, took a bite, and then held the apple with the hand that was not drinking water, "It's very sweet."

How sweet, Yun Qian patted Wen Jin's leg, "You know it's a trap but you still go there, are you a cat? Have nine lives?"

Knowing that Yun Qian was angry, Wen Jin sat up on the hospital bed. Yun Qian quickly asked someone to stop moving, and then adjusted the position of the pillow to make Wen Jin more comfortable.

Wen Jin couldn't move too much with the hand that was holding the needle. She could only move her fingers and hook Yun Qian's little finger with her own little finger.

"I'm sure, don't worry."

"Are you sure you can make a bloody hole out of yourself?" Yun Qian imitated Wen Jin's cold expression.

Wen Jin very consciously admitted her mistake: "It was wrong, there will be no next time."

Yun Qian muttered in a low voice: "That's pretty much it."

In order to make the little girl happy, the young commander racked his brains and thought for a long time that he could only solve the problem by committing misfortune.

"The wound still hurts a little."

"You deserve it!" After saying the cruel words, Yun Qian stared at him unnaturally, "I'll go find the doctor and prescribe some painkillers."

"No, just kiss me and it'll be fine."

The young marshal said his request for a kiss calmly with a calm expression on his face.

Yun Qian touched his face and thought of something strangely.

She thought she was just thinking in her heart, but she didn't expect that she said it in a low voice.

"If you are so calm when it comes to kissing, then you won't have this expression when you are about to kiss, right?"

Wen Jin: "??"

Um... when you said what?