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

In a private room of the Jindu Residence, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face was smoking a cigar and leaning relaxedly on the back of the sofa.

After finishing a cigar, the man put it out in the ashtray, and Xiao Ying happened to come in from outside.

"Why are you here so late?" The scar-faced man was a little unhappy.

Xiao Ying took off her heavy coat and hung it on the hanger at the door. "It's not all your fault. You suddenly attacked innocent people. Now it's better. The investigation outside is stricter."

The scar-faced man smiled briefly and said, "What are you afraid of? We won't be able to find our heads and let them bite each other."

The man was so full of gangsterism that even Xiao Ying, who had been dealing with the man for some time, couldn't help but frown.

Xiao Ying warned coldly: "Wen Jin is not as easy to deal with as you think, so be careful."

"Don't capsize in the gutter then."

The scar-faced man put his elbows on his knees and his eyes were intriguing: "We are grasshoppers on the same boat now. If I don't live well, do you still want to live well?"

Xiao Ying didn't look good, but she didn't say anything.

They do have considerable interests involved, and if something happens to one party, the other party will not be happy.

Xiao Ying knew that she was seeking skin from a tiger, but the pirates were already on board, so jumping off the ship halfway would be detrimental to her.

Xiao Ying stayed in the box for a long time before coming out. She walked out of the box door and looked around. Except for the two people guarding the door, almost no one passed by, so she left with peace of mind.

Shortly after Xiao Ying left, Yun Qian walked out from behind the huge pillar of the mansion, her eyes wandering between the box and Xiao Ying's back.

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The weather got colder towards the end of the year, and the karaoke case seemed to have reached a bottleneck. No other clues could be found to support the investigation of the case, so the case was temporarily shelved.

The investigation of the case is an investigation, so naturally the karaoke bar cannot be kept open for business. After all, the people in the karaoke bar have to make a living.

Yun Qian suddenly caught a cold on her first day back at work, and her nasal voice was so heavy that she could hardly hear her original voice.

Backstage in the karaoke hall, Xiao Zhao made Yun Qian a pot of hot tea, and Yun Qian sniffed and poured hot water into her stomach.

"I will never catch a cold again." Yun Qian said half-deadly.

Xiao Zhao kept moving his hands while cleaning up the backstage, and turned around to ask Yun Qian: "Sister Qian, have you seen a doctor? Go get some medicine, I think you are going to be speechless."

Yun Qian waved her hand, "It's just a little cold. With my strong physique, I'll be fine soon. There's no need to go to the doctor."

Xiao Zhao's eyes remained questioning and he hesitated to speak.

"What's wrong? What's your expression? You don't believe my strong physique?" Yun Qian felt offended.

Suddenly, a warm hand pinched the back of Yun Qian's neck, "A strong physique?"

Yun Qian sat up straight in an instant, put his hands on his knees, and behaved like a primary school student who met his teacher.

She seemed to know why Xiao Zhao stopped talking.

Wen Jin walked around from behind Yun Qian in front of her, and Xiao Zhao wisely exited the backstage, leaving space for Wen Jin and Yun Qian.

Yun Qian looked at Wen Jin innocently. Wen Jin leaned on the dressing table and looked down at Yun Qian. The two looked at each other for a while.

Then Yun Qian sneezed loudly.

She turned her head in time to prevent the droplets from being transmitted to Wen Jin.

After sneezing, Yun Qian sniffed hard and touched his nose that had been rubbed red with some discomfort.

Wen Jin pinched Yun Qian's chin with his index finger and thumb, forcing Yun Qian to raise his head slightly. Because Yun Qian had just sneezed, there was still some saline solution left in his eyes.

Although the cheongsam worn by Yun Qian is a winter style, it is really not good enough in the face of the increasingly cold weather.

"Come with me to see the doctor first. Don't wear cheongsam during this period. Wear more." Wen Jin couldn't help but worry in her tone.

Yun Qian quickly refused: "No, I have to sing. Wearing such thick clothes would not look good on stage."

"And I just got a sudden wind. I'll be fine soon."

Wen Jin had an indifferent expression on his face: "You can say whatever you want, but I don't believe it anyway."

He took the woolen coat that Yun Qian had placed casually aside, pulled him up, and personally helped Yun Qian put it on bit by bit.

The buttons on the woolen coat were horn buttons. Wen Jin lowered her eyebrows and helped button the little girl in front of her who looked petite without high heels.

The young marshal bent down to button himself up, and Yun Qian could see the small curls of hair on Wen Jin's head.

After buttoning it from top to bottom, Wen Jin put one hand around Yun Qian's waist and suddenly exerted force, lowering her head to kiss Yun Qian.

Yun Qian's eyes quickly covered her mouth with her hands, and she leaned back.

She said vaguely: "Don't kiss me yet, it will be contagious."

Wen Jin stared at her for a few seconds, but was finally defeated and just kissed the back of Yun Qian's hand covering her mouth as if to compromise.

The warm and soft touch spread from the back of his hand back to his brain. Yun Qian felt that his cold seemed to have worsened, and he suddenly felt dizzy.

The young marshal picked him up from the karaoke hall and drove Yun Qian to the hospital for medical treatment.

Yun Qian had a cold, but fortunately it wasn't severe and he didn't have a fever. He didn't need fluids or injections. He just took medicine and left the hospital.

Yun Qian was sitting in the car, looking out the window at the slowly passing scenery, and suddenly felt something was wrong. "Where are you taking me? This doesn't seem to be the way back to the karaoke hall."

"Who said you want to go back to the karaoke hall?" Wen Jin said calmly.

Yun Qian sniffed: "Then where are we going?"

"Go to my house."

As a famous young marshal in Dongping, Wen Jin naturally has his own residence, not Wen's mansion, but Wen Jin's young marshal's mansion.

Wen Jin rarely comes back to live here, because Mr. Wen usually wants his son to live in the old house.

It was the first time Yun Qian came to the Young Marshal's Mansion. She followed Wen Jin and walked inside with his hand held by Wen Jin.

The Shaoshuai Mansion is designed in a completely Chinese style, which is different from the Wen Mansion.

Wen Jin ordered his servants to prepare ginger tea and snacks, and took Yun Qian to the study.

There are many books in Wen Jin's study, all kinds of books, and most of them are about military affairs.

Yun Qian held her little hands behind her back and walked around in front of the bookshelf pretending to be a serious adult.

"Yes, he is a good boy who loves to study."

Wen Jin felt like laughing.

"Come and sit." Wen Jin said.

Yun Qian walked towards Wen Jin with her hands behind her back again. When she passed the desk, she saw a piece of paper on the table. It was written about Xiao Ying. Yun Qian didn't read it too seriously.

"Are you investigating Xiao Ying?" Yun Qian was a little surprised.

Wen Jin frowned, as if thinking about who Xiao Ying was, "The case in the karaoke hall was traced to her partner, so she must be investigated as well."

"Partner?" Yun Qian asked.

Is it possible that the partner is the person Xiao Ying met in the box?

"Well, they have a business dealing in chemical materials, which are exactly the same as the chemical compounds found."

If there is some resemblance, it might even be called a coincidence, but if they are exactly the same, it is another matter.