The little girl is fair and attractive, Captain Xu is gentle and pampering

Song Man stood up excitedly and clapped his hands on the table: "You know, you said you are afraid of death, what a sinful person you let go. When I was five years old, if there was evidence that the hospital incident was related to him, this city Nearly 5 people died.

The news back then was suppressed and cannot be found now, but the lives of these people should be treated as if it never happened if they died? Xue Shiqi, I am really disappointed in you. "

Song Man deliberately lowered her voice, but her big movements still attracted the attention of passers-by. She knew she couldn't talk any more, so she turned around and left the milk tea shop.

Xue Shiqi was precise and kept what she said in mind. This was the reason for the boss.

She returned to the school dormitory, turned on her computer, and searched for news from 17 years ago. The browser was all about foreign trade and news. There was really no trace of the poisoning incident.

Xue Shiqi tapped the keyboard quickly, thinking that the police station must have detailed records of this incident. She successfully hacked into the public security system, entered the year, and found that the file was locked.

Only the director had the authority to open this file. Xue Shiqi did not stay longer for fear that people from the technical department would discover her traces.

She leaned back in her chair and on the computer, found a newspaper that had been in business for 20 years, saw that they were recruiting reporters, and submitted her resume.

Nowadays, the paper version of news is no longer popular, and many people have resigned from this newspaper, but a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. The newspaper relies on the accumulation over the years, plans to transform, and is in urgent need of manpower.

Not long after she submitted her resume, she received a call from the newspaper inviting her to join the company. Xue Shiqi changed into formal clothes and stopped a taxi to go.

Song Man sat in the car without saying a word. Xu Feibai couldn't hold it in sitting next to her: "Song Man, what did Xue Shiqi say to you?"

"She said the person behind her was Gong Jue. Brother Cheng Yi said that this group was the same as the group in the hospital back then."

The more Xiaoying listened in front of him, the more he felt something was wrong: "Song Man, I checked the Gongjue information. He was 30 years old. He was only thirteen 17 years ago. Is he capable of making such a big noise?"

Song Man felt that what she said made sense, and for a moment she admitted that she was mentally retarded and was deceived by Xue Shiqi into telling what happened back then.

However, these were all done by her boss behind the scenes. She was afraid that Xue Shiqi would know. She leaned back on her chair and closed her eyes, unwilling to face it.

Xu Feibai and Xiaoying looked at each other, and Xiaoying's eyes suggested that he should accompany him well. Only then did Xu Feibai react belatedly.

"Song Man, have we been deceived by Xue Shiqi again?"

"It's me, this matter has nothing to do with you." Song Man said helplessly.

How could she be so careless? If the person behind the scenes was really Gong Jue, a 13-year-old boy, causing the tragedy of 5 deaths, how crazy would this world be?

Back at the Song family villa, Song Man entered the room and didn't come out again. Song's mother was a little puzzled when she saw that they didn't buy anything.

"Fei Bai, did Manman not find the one you like? Next time, ask the store clerk to take a photo and send it to you. If you choose it, let them send it to your home."

Xu Feibai opened his mouth. They weren't going to the mall originally: "Okay, Aunt Song, I'll go upstairs to rest first."

"You haven't recovered from your injuries yet. Don't hang around outside all the time and get more rest." Song's mother was concerned about him.

In the evening, Jin Ming came to the Song family villa with his things and kept looking upstairs. Song's mother understood what he was thinking.

"Go tell the lady that Jin Ming is here."

Song Man didn't want to see anyone now. She kept dialing Brother Cheng Yi's number but couldn't get through. She had a vague intuition that something was wrong.

When the servant came down, Jin Ming's eyes stayed for a while, but he didn't see her coming out, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

Song's mother picked up the black tea and took a sip: "Jin Ming, go up and have a look."

When Jin Ming entered the villa, he was like a frightened bird, subconsciously treating her words as a test: "Aunt Song, it's not a good idea to enter Song Man's room rashly."

Song's mother didn't mean to test, but she was quite satisfied with his response. In the upper class society, a young girl's room cannot be entered casually, as it is a matter of reputation.

"It doesn't matter. We will be a family in the future. Let's go see her."

Jin Ming dared to go upstairs when he saw that Song's mother really agreed. He knocked on the door of her room. Song Man heard the sound and became a little impatient.

"I don't want to eat, so don't bother me."

Jin Ming tried and actually pushed the door open: "Manman, what are you losing your temper about?"

When Song Man saw him, he was stunned for a moment and his tone softened: "Brother Jin Ming, brother Cheng Yi hasn't answered the phone. I feel like something happened."

Jin Ming patted her shoulder lightly: "Believe in Chengyi's ability, he will be fine."

"Brother Jin Ming, are you in contact with Brother Cheng Yi? Do you know what mission he is performing?"

"Song Man, I am not from the security company. The company has confidentiality operations, and Cheng Yi will not reveal a word to me."

Song Man was almost crying because no one knew what mission Brother Cheng Yi was performing.

Jin Ming said seriously: "Manman, don't worry, Chengyi will be fine."

She nodded. She believed in Brother Jin Ming. He said that Brother Chengyi was fine, so he would be fine.

"No matter how worried you are, you can't stop eating. Let's go."

"I really have no appetite."

She almost cried because of her retarded behavior today. She never thought that 17 years ago, Gong Jue was a little boy and how could he have the ability to do this.

"I haven't made noodles for you for a long time." Jin Ming looked at her.

When Song Man heard that he was about to cook, his eyes shone slightly. The noodles made by Brother Jin Ming were white and there was no ingredients in the bowl. He just sprinkled some chopped green onion and it was very delicious.

Jin Ming tapped her forehead: "Wait, I will do it for you now."

He took off his suit jacket, walked into the kitchen, took out the noodles and put them into the boiling water in the pot. The noodles spread and softened instantly.

Jin Ming held the chopsticks and poked in the pot. The things Xu Chengyi made were exquisite and nutritious, but he only knew how to live.

When he was a child, his family conditions were not good, so he was very happy to be able to eat noodles with clear soup. He could only cook this kind of noodles. He put some vinegar and lard in the bottom of the bowl, mixed them well, put them in the noodles, and sprinkled with chopped green onion. simple.

Jin Ming looked at Aunt Song and asked for instructions, then went upstairs with two bowls of noodles. When Father Song saw this, he asked, "What's wrong with these two children?"

Song's mother said: "Give them more time to get along."

Song's father felt uncomfortable hearing what she said: "What do you mean?"

"Do you want to eat or not? If you don't want to eat, don't eat." Song's mother directly blocked him.

Father Song sat down to eat obediently. Since his wife talked about divorce, she has been even less friendly towards him, so he can see his daughter every day, which gives him a greater sense of accomplishment than negotiating a billion-dollar project.

After dinner, he had to go see his daughter.

Jin Ming entered the room with his face in hand. Song Man smelled the fragrance and leaned over: "Thank you, Brother Jin Ming."

"You can eat it if you like."

He watched the 17-year-old Cheng Yi learn to cook for her, and the cooking became more and more exquisite. He thought that she would not like to eat food from ordinary people, but Song Man was really not picky.

Song Man bit her noodles, which tasted very delicious. Jin Ming looked at her, and the fatigue from the day no longer existed.