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

Shen Wanci turned back and said, "You only have one chance. Tell it carefully. I have investigated a lot over the years. If you tell lies and deceive me, based on what Shen Xuan did today, I will have to go and check the injuries for you." Father and daughter reunited.”

Not only did she tell him, she also showed him photos.

The crowd in the restaurant took the photo of the moment when Shen Xuan pulled her hair.

The Shen Wanci in the photo is weak, pitiful, helpless, and miserably bullied.

Shen Zhenan: "..."

On the one hand, he felt that Shen Xuan was a fool who came to her door to find some excuses. On the other hand, he felt that she was being too easy. Looking at her arrogance, he should give her a good beating.

"Someone came to me back then and asked me to ask your mother to help restore a painting. At that time, I thought it was a small matter, so I agreed."

He went beyond the intermediate process, and did not say that he was jumped by the other party's immortal, nor did he say that he received [-] million in favors from the other party, nor did he say that after Shen Anqiao refused, he forced and begged her, both soft and hard, to get her to agree to take it. .

At that time, he felt that it was just an ugly painting painted by an unknown person, and yet someone was willing to pay such a high commission.

Later, Shen Anqiao said that someone had made harassing phone calls to her and warned her not to repair the painting. Only then did he feel that something was wrong and asked someone to investigate.

"That painting came from the Jiang family in City A. It was painted by the late Mrs. Jiang before her death and was given to Mr. Jiang. Later, I don't know how it was damaged. The two couples have been in love for a lifetime,"

Seeing how much love they had after giving birth to ten children, you can tell how much they loved each other. "The old man was heartbroken when the painting was ruined. He was already in bad health at that time. The next generation was fighting over the family property and almost dug up the ancestral grave. He died on the spot." The ashes wanted to break up the relationship, so those people slapped the painting on the painting to please the old man, hoping to repair the painting and coax the old man to give more."

"But this has to be done quietly, otherwise it will be in vain if someone else takes the credit. After that person warned your mother, he probably had murderous intentions when he saw that your mother was still repairing the painting."

Some of these were found by him, and some were guessed by him.

If he had the means to find out about the Jiang family, why would he not even be able to get out of the detention center?

"There are also some people who are crazy after watching martial arts dramas and say that the painting is a treasure trove address, and most of the Jiang family's money is hidden there."

Shen Wanci: "The night my mother died, where did the two or three hours you had left go?"

"..." A trace of uneasiness flashed in Shen Zhenan's eyes, "How many times have I told you, I'm going to your grandma's house, there's a traffic jam on the road, if you don't believe me, you can check the surveillance."

Over the years, there have been several rounds of surveillance. No matter how he checked, he knew this, so he was confident.

"Do you know how to find her?" Shen Wanci handed him the painting she had just painted outside. Aunt Su was in the painting.

Shen Zhenan glanced at him: "I don't know."

"Forget it, the driver said he knew, I'll go find him and ask..."

"Every June [-]th, she would go to the cemetery in Shiliu Mountain to visit her mother's grave. I don't know the details. These are what she said when chatting with your mother."

I have asked everything that needs to be asked, no matter how deep it is, Shen Zhenan doesn't know.

Shen Wanci got up and left directly.

Shen Zhen'an: "I've told you everything I know. You promised to bail me out..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Wancci had disappeared.

After leaving the detention center, she immediately saw Bo Jingzhou's car parked on the roadside. The setting sun shone on it, reflecting the dazzling golden light.

The man got out of the car and opened the door for her.

Shen Wanci sat in, and the cool air-conditioned wind instantly dissipated the heat on his body: "Didn't I ask you to send me your address directly?"

"...on the way."

Shen Wanci nodded, said nothing, turned sideways to pull the seat belt, one hand was faster than her.

Bo Jingzhou knelt on one knee on the seat of the cab and reached for the seat belt. Most of his body covered her, casting a shadow that enveloped Shen Wanci.

Probably because of the heat, he loosened his tie and hung it casually around his neck. He also unbuttoned three buttons of his shirt. As he moved, the collar folded up, and you could see the tight muscles in his chest.

In the narrow carriage, each other's breath was mixed with each other's breath, gradually converging into the kind of ambiguity that could lead to a gunshot at any time.

Shen Wanci licked her lower lips, her eyes fell on his sexy and slightly convex Adam's apple, and her voice was quiet: "Have you been watching idol dramas again recently?"

"Watched one or two."

"No wonder..." Her fingers traced across his bare chest, like a feather, and the place she swept was itchy and crispy. Bo Jingzhou almost couldn't hold back, if he didn't still remember her words "without her consent" in his mind. If you can't pass the internship period, you have to follow the finger that she took away and put it on, "When others sweat, you will get oil."

"..."

She snatched the safety buckle from his hand, clicked it on, and said ruthlessly: "If you don't sit back, you won't get too hot from the sun."

Bo Jingzhou sat back down like an eggplant beaten by frost, started the car and headed towards the restaurant.

Shen Wanci turned his head, looked at his face reflected in the window, and let out a long and calm breath.

The restaurant was quite far from the detention center. While waiting at the traffic light, Bo Jingzhou sent a text message to Gu Chenye. WeChat could not send it because he was still on the blacklist: "Are the routines of chasing women in idol dramas still different?"

"When you're chasing women, don't watch idol dramas, watch action movies instead."

Bo Jingzhou stared at the words on the screen, his eyes almost blazing with fire.

"If a woman loves you, she will accept you no matter how you pursue her, and will give you good excuses if she is not satisfied. If she doesn't love you, she will think you are just a fly no matter how you try, and you are annoying and annoying. So, Shen Wan She doesn't love you."

"Just answer the question. Why are you self-reflecting?"

Gu Chenye didn't reply. He didn't know whether it was because he was too lazy to reply or because he had blocked him.

The restaurant is owned by Chen Xuding. It focuses on romance, atmosphere, and luxury. The waiters are all handsome men and beauties. They wear uniform clothes. They bend down and stretch out their hands: "This way, please."

Shen Wanci's eyes fell on the opponent's hand, which was just a subconscious action.

Bo Jingzhou took a step forward to block her.

Shen Wanci was stunned: "What are you doing?"

On such a wide road, he had to walk in front of him?

"To prevent you from being seduced."

There were many waiters standing at the door. Shen Wanci blushed and glared at him angrily: "What nonsense are you talking about? When did I get seduced?"

Bo Jingzhou accused her: "Last time, you eagerly gave your contact information to a waiter just because his hands were pretty."