After my epilepsy, the entire entertainment industry shunned me like a snake or a scorpion.

In the study -

Mr. Shen was wearing reading glasses and sitting on the sofa with squinted eyes. There was a laptop in front of him. When the two of them entered, he seemed to be struggling to read something on the computer and frowned from time to time.

When Lin Ziran came in, she quietly closed the door, and an inappropriate "squeak" sounded in the quiet space.

Hearing the noise, Mr. Shen's eyes moved away from the notebook and fell on his flowery granddaughter.

Then, he looked at Yin Jiu with a solemn expression.

Yin Jiu's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition arose in her heart. She always felt that Mr. Shen's eyes were a little unkind, but they were not hostile.

Always, she couldn't tell what it felt like.

"Grandpa."

Lin Ziran shouted softly.

But unexpectedly, Mr. Shen, who had always loved his granddaughter Lin Ziran, snorted coldly from his nose.

At this time, not only Yin Jiu, but also Lin Ziran was confused.

Lin Ziran walked over, knelt down, then hugged the old man's arm like a baby and shook it: "Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Mr. Shen looked at Yin Jiu with an evil look: "I have something to ask you."

Yin Jiu looked calm on the surface, but in fact, he was already in a state of panic inside.

"You say."

It's over. Mr. Shen is probably asking about the black market, right?

She bites the bullet and says she doesn’t know anything?

It didn't seem to work. Lin Ziran had told him early on that she was a senior executive.

Saying that he was forced into prostitution?

This is a bit unscrupulous, and Gu Linjiang cannot be dragged into the water.

Or should I say that I was just lucky enough to take someone else's position?

It doesn't seem to work. Mr. Shen is not as easy to deceive as a three-year-old.

When people are in a panic, they always like to think wildly, just like Yin Jiu, who just vowed that he would die and refused to admit it, but at the critical moment, he completely overturned what he said.

"Grandpa, why don't you ask me, I'll answer it for you, don't embarrass her!"

Seeing that her coquettish behavior was useless, Lin Ziran immediately stood up and stood in front of Yin Jiu like a flower protector.

Mr. Shen sneered: "Is this going to protect you?"

There seems to be something wrong with this.

Listening carefully, it seems a bit ambiguous.

But neither of them noticed it.

Lin Ziran still thought that she had tricked Yin Jiu.

Mr. Shen grabbed the crutch next to him, patted the back of Lin Ziran's hand gently, motioned for her to get out of the way, and said in a helpless tone: "I don't know what to do to her, I'm just asking a few questions."

Lin Ziran turned around, looked at Yin Jiu, and bit her lower lip unconsciously.

"It's okay, just get out of the way."

This battle looks like the scene of a mandarin duck beating with a stick.

People who didn't know better thought they were some kind of miserable mandarin ducks who were about to be torn apart by their vicious elders.

Lin Ziran actually backed away obediently. She stood aside, a little nervous.

At this time, Mr. Shen also stood up with his crutches. Although the old man's back was a little rickety, his momentum was not weak at all.

Just as Yin Jiu was thinking about what questions Mr. Shen would ask him, the other person spoke.

"What is your relationship with my granddaughter?" Mr. Shen looked serious.

what?

Yin Jiu was stunned for a moment. She almost thought she heard wrongly, and subconsciously replied: "Friends."

Otherwise, what kind of relationship could it be?

Couple?

"Friend?" After hearing this answer, Mr. Shen went back angrily. He looked at Lin Ziran with a look of hatred, and sighed several times, as if he was very dissatisfied with this answer.

Looking at his granddaughter again, the silly child was still standing there as if nothing happened. She was indeed just like her mother, with a long reflex arc and a lot of nerves.

No sense of crisis at all!

"Did you hear that? I only treat you as a friend." Mr. Shen used the other end of the crutch to lightly hit the back of Lin Ziran's hand.

Lin Ziran came to her senses and thought that her grandfather was not satisfied with Yin Jiu's "friend" relationship.

So, she explained for Yin Jiu: "Grandpa, we are good friends."

"Good friends? All good friends kissed?"

He turned on the computer. On the screen was the photo of Lin Ziran taking the initiative to kiss Yin Jiu in the bar. Even after almost two years, there was still a sense of ambiguity.

Yin Jiu and Lin Ziran were both stunned at the same time.

"Grandpa, how come you have this photo?"

Lin Ziran opened her mouth slightly and wanted to explain, but she didn't know where to start.

Except for the one she kept for herself, most of this photo has been deleted from the Internet. How did grandpa find it?

"Don't worry about how I got here!" Mr. Shen held his forehead with a headache. Not only did he look at Yin Jiu with a bit more hostility, "I heard that you eat both men and women, is this true?"

"Fake!"

Yin Jiu now has a headache tens of millions of times worse than Mr. Shen. She really can't wash away this kind of thing by jumping into the Yellow River. At this time, she is just glad that Lu Cenyan didn't read these entertainment gossip news, otherwise she would have to give him Use your time to explain.

“I’m a female, and my preference for men is normal and I don’t have any bad hobbies!”

Yin Jiu was afraid that Mr. Shen might misunderstand something, so he hurriedly explained it clearly.

I originally thought that Mr. Shen called me here because he wanted to call an army to hold him accountable, but in fact he did.

But this sin is different.

Mr. Shen looked at Lin Ziran suspiciously: "Ziran, tell the truth to grandpa, are you two really not in love?"

When Lin Ziran heard this, she shook her head like a rattle: "Absolutely not! Grandpa, what are you thinking!?"

Lin Ziran was also shocked by her grandfather's brain circuit.

Mr. Shen was a little doubtful about life. He remembered the poster photos that Lin Ziran had posted everywhere in the room and the kiss photos that were taken at unknown times. Looking at Yin Jiu, who had now resumed women's clothing, he couldn't help but confirm it again.

"Really do not have?"

"No!" She said firmly, "Grandpa, please stop talking. Yin Jiu and I really have nothing to do with each other. Why do you think of this?"

She was really scared.

"That's fine." Mr. Shen was obviously relieved. As long as his granddaughter's orientation is normal, he would be relieved.

After wandering around for so long, I can finally return to the topic.

After learning that Lin Ziran and Yin Jiu had nothing to do with each other, Mr. Shen's eyes became sharp. He said one word at a time: "Yin Jiu, an underground black market executive?"

Yin Jiu admitted generously: "It's me."

Forget it, even if you refuse to admit it, you will be found out. Instead of being investigated and suspected over and over again, it is better to tell the truth directly.

"Do you know where this place is?"

"I know." Yin Jiu thought for a while and added, "Mr. Shen, if you want to find out from me the boss behind the scenes or the location of the headquarters, give up as soon as possible."