Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

After knowing Jiang Yihe's identity and personality, Shen Wanci kept a secret. Although she wasn't sure whether the other party was here for her, things that were too coincidental usually didn't do anything good.

It was originally just for emergencies, but I didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

"..."

The place was quiet.

Others looked at Shen Wanci with something wrong in their eyes.

Is it perverted to monitor yourself?

Shen Wanci opened the notebook he carried with him. The hairpin had been repaired three days ago. He originally planned to hand it in today, but was delayed due to an impromptu inspection by the leader.

She clicked on the surveillance video from three days ago and could clearly see her putting the repaired hairpin into the box and labeling it.

After that, she has been repairing the crown with several teachers in the temporary work area. During this period, she has not returned here.

Because the surveillance camera was installed on her mobile phone case and kept following her movements, she didn't know who took the hairpin away, made it look like this, and put it back again.

However, as Shen Wanci said in the video, she was alone. If someone approached, she would avoid their face.

This made everyone else breathe a sigh of relief.

At least it proved that she wasn't a peeping pervert.

Shen Wanci looked at Zhao Hongwei, who had an earthy face, and his voice was full of ridicule: "Teacher Zhao, can you now prove that it is not my responsibility that the hairpin is like this?"

Zhao Hongwei gasped, "The problem with the hairpin is yours, and you can't escape the responsibility. Who knows if you ordered someone to do it, or someone else could steal your key in this busy office?" Can’t do it?”

"Oh," Shen Wanci drawled with a smile, "Do you mean, is there someone in this museum who is conspiring with me? Besides, I don't only have the key."

The treasury manager and director Yu have spare ones.

Zhao Hongwei sneered mockingly: "It's not like..."

Before he finished speaking, he realized that he had been tricked by Shen Wanci.

Because everyone present was staring at him with unkind eyes, especially Director Yu, he sternly said: "Get out."

If the leader hadn't been there, he would have told him to get lost.

No matter how short of people the library is, it can't tolerate people with evil intentions who think about framed colleagues all day long. They are not capable enough and they can't stand the talent of others.

He said with a hint of disgust: "Although Wan Wan is not old, she is talented. She is Ru Xuan's daughter and the granddaughter of Mr. Shen Chong'an. She is probably getting started while you are still doing odd jobs behind the teacher. "

Ru Xuan, Shen Chongan...

These are all benchmark figures in the industry. Even though it has been many years, anyone in this industry has heard of these two names.

For a time, other people looked at Shen Wanci differently.

Director Yu handed over the hairpin matter to the police and sent away the leader. The first thing he did was to fire Zhao Hongwei, a troublemaker who failed to achieve anything but failed.

"You don't blame me for revealing your identity, do you?"

Ru Xuan has disappeared in this industry for many years, and only a few seniors who have been in contact with her can still recognize her techniques. He had this guess when he was watching TV, and later resorted to deception to get her from Mrs. Xu. Shen Wanci's identity was revealed there.

Shen Wanci shook his head: "The director also wanted to make the teachers who participated in the restoration more convinced of me. Don't say it's weird. It's too late for me to say thank you."

The seniors in the museum had some objections to her airborne landing, but they were not as obvious as Zhao Hongwei made it.

Although Shen Wanci cleared the suspicion of the incident today, there are still some people who feel that there is no smoke without smoke. If there is no way to convince them, their opinions will only get louder in the future.

Zhao Hongwei said that he only knew that there was something wrong with the hairpin after receiving a report from others.

So who told him?

Jiang Yihe?

Shen Wanci came out of the museum and sat in the car, but did not start the car immediately.

She clicked on WeChat, but nothing happened. She just clicked on it unconsciously.

Chen Xu's WeChat avatar is the second on the list, and the last message was sent in the morning: "Young madam, Mr. Bo's fever has reached 39 degrees 5. He doesn't take medicine and he kicked me out because he found me annoying."

The first one was the private detective Xiao Wu she found: "The princess in the private room who drank with Jiang Yihe last night was drunk. When she went back, she fell and her face fell on a sharp stone. Her face was disfigured. Now At the First People's Hospital."

"I don't know whether she fell by herself or by someone else. The surveillance on that stretch of road happened to be broken."

He was following Jiang Yihe and did not pay attention to the private room princess who looked like a passerby. He also learned about the disfigurement by accident.

Shen Wanci replied: "I know, just keep staring and be careful."

She started the car, and a call came from Chen Xu, pleading: "Mrs. Bo, Mr. Bo doesn't answer the phone, and no one answers the landline. If you are free now, please help me take a look."

Shen Wanci: "What are you doing?"

"I signed up to take the Mandarin test, but I can't leave. When I left, Mr. Bo was in a state of fever and confusion. Now he doesn't answer the phone and doesn't reply to messages. Could it be..."

"..." She felt like she heard a cry in Chen Xu's voice. A tall man about [-] meters tall, he looked pitiful. "I'll call him and ask."

Shen Wanci released Bo Jingzhou from the blacklist and dialed his phone.

Sure enough, no one answered.

I called the maid at home again and found out that he resigned two days ago and went back to take care of his grandson.

Shen Wanci stared at the phone and muttered to himself: "How can a grown man die from a fever? Even if he can't crawl, he can still call his family doctor."

When I think about it, I feel much calmer.

But at the fork in the road, Shen Wanci gritted his teeth and turned the steering wheel to the left-turn lane.

Yu Ting Courtyard.

Her car drove in easily. The fingerprints she recorded on the door had not been deleted. She opened the door and glanced at the living room. No one was there.

"Bo Jingzhou..."

No one should.

Shen Wanci frowned and opened the shoe cabinet to get the shoe covers, only to see that the slippers she wore last year were still neatly placed in the previous place.

After thinking about it, I put on shoe covers.

No one on the first floor.

Shen Wanci went up to the second floor. The door of the master bedroom was unlocked. She knocked, but no one answered.

Was he really so sick that he fainted?

She didn't care whether it fit or not, she pressed the door handle and pushed the door open.

At the same time, the glass door of the bathroom in the bedroom was also opened, and Bo Jingzhou came out, without wiping the water from his hair and body, and slipped into the bath towel around his waist along the neat and tight muscles of his chest and abdomen.

Seemingly aware of it, he raised his eyes and looked straight at Shen Wanci at the door.

Seeing that the person was fine, Shen Wanci relaxed after being anxious all the way, and said angrily: "Why don't you lock the door when you take a shower?"

Bo Jingzhou laughed and walked towards her: "I live alone, does it matter whether I lock the door or not?"

Listening to this voice, I feel full of energy and energy, not even the slightest bit weak from illness.

Shen Wanci turned around and left without saying a word, but Bo Jingzhou quickly grabbed his hand and dragged him into the room.

The door to the room slammed shut behind him.

Bo Jingzhou smiled lowly, looking very happy: "Come to see me?"