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

During the past few days when Yun Qian was a homeless person, except for visiting Wenjin, he basically stayed at home.

She can receive up-to-date information from the outside world without leaving home, because her adjutant brings information to her every day.

When Yun Qian wanted to go find Wen Jin, Wen Jin would send a car to pick her up, and the queue would be full.

There were only Wen Jin and Yun Qian in the office. Yun Qian was sitting on the sofa not far away, holding a hand warmer and watching Wen Jin working quietly.

The police officer sent by the police station to convey the progress of the investigation knocked on the door and came in, carefully opening a stack of papers in his hand.

"The identity of the deceased was a businessman from Ping City, and his family was powerful. Now his family members know the whole story. The test results show that the poison was put in the tea that the deceased drank. It is ruled out that he drank it accidentally. Possibly, further speculation is that it was homicide.”

After reading a lot of investigation reports, Wen Jin waved his hand and asked people to get off.

"Shouldn't the police station be solely responsible for this matter?" Yun Qian asked curiously.

Wen Jin threw the pen in his hand on the table and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Originally, but the deceased was not from Dongping, and he was very famous in Ping City. After all, it happened on the territory of Dongping, and they want an explanation. "

Even though it sounded like something difficult to deal with, Wen Jin's expression remained calm, as if he didn't take such a small thing to heart.

The young marshal sitting at work still has a straight back and his head is lowered. His black hair blocks his eyes. His slender fingers hold a pen, and the pen body occasionally knocks against the table.

For some reason, Yun Qian felt a little unhappy when she saw Wen Jin meticulously buttoning the top button.

It blocks out the spring scenery.

The hand warmer in her arms gradually lost its original warmth. Yun Qian threw the hand warmer away, got up and ran towards Wen Jin.

Yun Qian pushed the documents spread across the table and pushed out a small space. Yun Qian sat on the edge of the table that she had cleared.

Putting his hands, palms up, in front of Wen Jin, with his fingers naturally bent, Yun Qian said with a sincere face: "Young Marshal, I'm cold."

Yun Qian had been holding the hand warmer just now, and the temperature of her hands was actually not low. The skin on her palms was a little red, which was particularly eye-catching on her fair skin.

Wen Jin put down the pen and rubbed Yun Qian's red palm twice with his thumb, "Cold? Why do I feel quite warm?"

The tips of Wen Jin's fingers that had been holding the pen for a long time were slightly cold. In comparison, the temperature in Yun Qian's palm was much higher. The collision of coldness and warmth gave Yun Qian goosebumps all over his body, and his fingers curled up unconsciously.

"Don't look at my warm hands, but actually my heart is cold." Yun Qian covered her heart with her hands, as if that was really the case.

Wen Jin laughed dumbly and pulled the person from the table into his arms, "Should I cover it for you?"

As he spoke, he seemed to actually raise his hand to cover Yun Qian. Yun Qian quickly grabbed his hand, "Who said you have to cover it to get warm? We can use other methods."

Just as Wen Jin was about to ask what the solution was, he saw the answer in Yun Qian's smart eyes.

Wen Jin's Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and he pulled Yun Qian down for a kiss.

They sighed in their hearts at the same time: Finally no one interrupted them this time.

The two hadn't been intimate for a long time, so Wen Jin kissed a little fiercely at first, and then started to become gentle.

The top button of Wen Jin's clothes was untied by Yun Qian. Yun Qian lowered her head and kissed the young marshal's Adam's apple with evil intentions.

Then she felt the hands around her waist tighten, and the young commander's breathing became a little heavier.

Wen Jin's eyes were dark and unclear, and she wanted to lure the person back and kiss her enough to let the little girl know the consequences of flirting with someone.

The next second, Yun Qian stuffed a pen into his hand, and then nimbly got out of Wen Jin's arms.

"Master Young Marshal, it's time to rest. It's time to go to work."

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A few days after the karaoke incident, Wen Xuan asked Yun Qian to meet at the Jindu Mansion, and Yun Qian happily went to the appointment.

As soon as Yun Qian entered the box, Wen Xuan pulled her around and looked at her: "You're not hurt, are you?"

"I'm fine. It's not me who's in trouble." Yun Qian quickly stopped the girl who was spinning around.

Wen Xuan led the people to sit down: "I heard that he was poisoned to death by some chemical compound. It was in the tea."

"Who did you listen to? You know so much." Yun Qian was surprised.

"My eldest brother, the person who died was my eldest brother's partner in a certain business."

Yun Qian clicked her tongue in her heart. People who can cooperate with Wen Yu should not be underestimated.

It can only be said that the person behind this incident was too bold.

"That's why you called me here to ask?" Yun Qian asked.

Wen Xuan took out a few pieces of paper from her exquisite handbag and handed them to Yun Qian, "This is what I have secretly collected in the past few days, some of the business that Xiao Ying has negotiated by herself."

She said, pointing to a certain place on the paper, "This is about the chemical materials business, I feel a little suspicious."

"The deceased is not from Dongping. His family is clamoring for justice. My eldest brother is annoyed that this business cannot continue. It is too troublesome for my second brother to check these things. I think the people behind this just don't want our Wen family to have an easy time." ."

Yun Qian nodded slightly in agreement, and she suddenly asked: "Where is Wen Ge? Your family is so busy these days, what is he doing?"

The topic jumped quickly. Wen Xuan reacted for a moment before answering Yun Qian's question: "Xiao Ge? He has been busy learning business knowledge from the people introduced by my elder brother these days. What's wrong?"

"It's okay. I suddenly thought of it and asked." Yun Qian picked up the cup and drank tea.

Wen Xuan didn't pay much attention to this episode and continued to tell Yun Qian her speculation: "I think Xiao Ying is also suspected here. We can investigate her secretly."

Yun Qian naturally thought it was okay. In fact, she had already sent someone to follow Xiao Ying secretly.

Xiao Ying frequently entered a fixed box in Jindu Mansion, and there were people guarding the box. It was really wrong, but it was understandable for a wealthy family to bring a few people to protect themselves.

The adjutant sent out by Yun Qian couldn't get close to the box. He didn't know who Xiao Ying met inside or what they talked about.

Everything depends on finding clues from this box.

Before leaving, Yun Qian called the steward of Jindu Mansion and asked casually, as if casually: "Are there any conditions for booking a long-term private room here?"

"If we want to book a private room for a long time, we have to reach a certain consumption. This is the booking threshold."

"What if we still book the same box?"

"This will cost more, because we have a large number of passengers every day and there are only a few private rooms in total, so the cost will be higher."

"Okay, I understand, thank you." Yun Qian politely thanked you.

The steward bowed slightly: "You're welcome, I'm happy to serve you."

From this point of view, it seems that the person who can be in that box is not a small person.

Not to mention small, but certainly very rich.