The stuntman's acting skills exploded and Mr. Song capsized in the gutter.

The low-key car was speeding on the street. Qiu Liang looked through the reflector at the man with closed eyes in the back seat, knowing that he must be thinking about Master Chu again.

Qiu Liang sighed slightly, if you don't cherish people when they are alive, what's the use of regretting and remembering them after you die.

"Qiu Liang."

Song Yanxi suddenly opened his eyes and his voice was as low as a cello, extremely penetrating.

Qiu Liang thought he had been caught peeping, and his heart skipped a beat.

Before he could recover from his surprise, he heard the other person say: "What kind of person do you think Chu Yanyi is?"

Qiu Liang was stunned and didn't understand what he meant by asking. After two seconds of silence, he organized his words and said: "Young Master Chu has an outstanding appearance, a gentle personality, and is polite to others, but..."

He has a strong inner defense mentality and has clear boundaries in his heart when interacting with others. He will not easily let the other party cross the boundary, nor will he easily open his heart to others, nor will he easily talk to others.

His easygoingness is just a habitual politeness and self-cultivation. Beneath the seemingly easy-going appearance, there is a heart that is difficult for others to fathom.

"But what?"

Song Yanxi's tone did not fluctuate much, and often this calm tone without any fluctuations was the most elusive.

Qiu Liang hesitated for a moment and swallowed the words that came to his mouth: "I don't have much contact with Mr. Chu, and I don't know him very well."

Song Yanxi couldn't help but frown: "Tell the truth." He suddenly became indifferent, and the cold air pressure around him suddenly rose.

Qiu Liang could only say tactfully: "Young Master Chu may seem gentle and polite to others, but he is a bit cold in his heart."

Cold at heart?

Song Yanxi pressed his forehead irritably. Did he really not understand Chu Yanyi?

The banquet of the Weng family lasted until nearly late at night. As the protagonist of this banquet, Weng Junze accompanied Mr. Weng to see off the last wave of guests before returning to his room.

He locked the door and took off his clothes as he walked. By the time he reached the bathroom, he was only in his underwear.

The body reflected in the mirror has fair skin and a well-proportioned frame. Due to lack of exercise, there are only four thin abdominal muscles on the abdomen. It is not a muscular and muscular figure, but a slim and slender figure with perfect proportions.

Weng Junze turned on the shower head and let the warm hot water wash over his body.

Half an hour later, he came out wearing a bathrobe, took out a bottle of 1974 Romanée-Conti from the wine cabinet in the room, pulled out the cork and poured one-third of it into the goblet.

Carrying the wine glass, he walked to the single sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window and sat down. He gently shook the red wine glass in his hand. The bright light illuminated his handsome face. He looked at the brightly lit city that never sleeps in the distance and curled up his lips with a smile.

Shine, I know your identity and background are not simple, but I am now the eldest young master of the Weng family, and I am no longer afraid of your threat.

Shine, although I don't know where you are now, I believe that as long as Song Yanxi finds out that you are not dead, it will only be a matter of time before the Song family's power is used to find you.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

The one with the higher wrist is the final winner, so I am the last hunter.

……

"Weng Junze, his name was Si Junze before he was recognized by the Weng family. He was an orphan from Cixin Orphanage. He was adopted by a couple named Si when he was 12 years old. He went abroad when he was 19 years old (that is, 8 years ago) Studying abroad, majoring in fashion design at Ouran Academy of Art in Country Y."

"The results of the investigation show that there is no interaction with Mr. Chu, whether in elementary school, junior high school, high school, or Ouran Academy of Art in Country Y where he studied after studying abroad. Previous data from the investigation of Mr. Chu showed that Mr. Chu's primary school, junior high school, and high school They both studied in Quhong City, Province G. They didn't go to the same school, so it's impossible for them to have the relationship of senior and junior."

Chen Huai reported the findings of the past few days in a very clear and concise manner.

No intersection?

Why did Weng Junze say those words that day?

Countless chaotic thoughts were entangled in his mind, and Song Yanxi's heart sank slightly.

He was naturally biased intellectually towards the investigation results, but... didn't Weng Junze's words at that time sound like he was lying?

Seeing that he was silent, Chen Huai moved his lips and continued: "Two years ago, Weng Junze was exposed for plagiarism in the most authoritative heavyweight fashion design competition held by country y, which caused an uproar. As a result, he became infamous and was criticized by country y. The fashion industry banned it. I don’t know which dignitaries of Country Y were offended, and they were kicked out of Country Y in embarrassment.”

"After that, he went to country F for development. The plagiarism incident at that time caused a lot of noise, and the fashion circles in other countries also heard about it. He was not doing well in the fashion industry in country F. His adoptive parents who adopted him had a car accident a month ago. After his death, he returned to the imperial capital. He was found by the Weng family half a month ago and became the eldest son of the Weng family."

Song Yanxi glanced at his assistant and meant: Checking so much in three days?

Chen Huai naturally saw his contempt, and the corner of his mouth twitched stiffly, and he organized his words: "It is inconvenient to investigate abroad, so we can only roughly check his experience in the past few years, but cannot go into detail. However, during the investigation, it was There was an unexpected discovery.”

Song Yanxi raised his eyelids: "What unexpected discovery?"

Chen Huaiyan said concisely and comprehensively: "He knew Jian Huai, the designer who was arrested and imprisoned three years ago. They were not only orphans from Cixin Orphanage, but also students from the same class at Ouran Art Academy, and they studied both. It’s fashion design.”

"Jian Huai joined the Bai family three years ago. He leaked business secrets and almost went bankrupt. When I was investigating the person behind Jian Huai's background, I encountered an obstruction from an unknown force. It just so happened that Jian Huai suddenly confessed to all charges at that time. .”

"You were asked to help by Mr. Bai at the time, and you didn't let me continue to investigate, so the matter was dropped. To this day, we still don't know who the unknown force was that wanted to deal with the Bai family three years ago. who."

Chen Huai paused and guessed: "Weng Junze and Jian Huai know each other. Could he be related to the unknown forces three years ago?"

Song Yanxi frowned slightly and was noncommittal.

After a few seconds, he raised his long right hand and waved at Chen Huai.

After Chen Huai exited the office with understanding, Song Yanxi received a call from Jing Xiuyuan.

"Yanxi, I remembered where I heard the name shine."

Song Yanxi leaned back slightly on the chair and asked, "Where is it?"

"Remember the bar we went to when Tzuyu celebrated her birthday two months ago? That's where I heard someone mention the name Shine."

Song Yanxi was surprised for a moment: "Are you sure?"

Jing Xiuyuan answered affirmatively: "Of course."

Song Yanxi leaned back on the chair and tapped the edge of the table twice with his slender fingers: "Accompany me for a night meeting tonight."

Jing Xiuyuan didn't ask him what he was going to do, and responded directly: "Okay."