But what love can a gold master buy?

Wei Li's expression was similar to that of Shen Tinglan who could go to bed with anyone who was pleasing to the eye, even a little more indifferent than him, which made Yan Jie very surprised: "I remember, you seemed to have no relationship with him before. good?"

Wei Li looked at his expression, as if he had heard some extremely childish words: "I took his money, and of course I have to show a good relationship to the outside world. As for privately, he sent someone to follow me, so I can't just talk casually."

"Then you now—"

Wei Li sighed softly, and leaned closer to the iron net door: "Look at my face, does it look like I lack someone to sleep in? At the beginning, Shen Tinglan took advantage of my danger and forced me to do a lot of things that I didn't like. What I love to do, my quarrel with him is probably no less serious than yours with him, and now I have an opportunity to treat him with his own way, of course I can't let it go."

Yan Jie was surprised by his "holiday" saying: "What did he do to you?"

"Hmph," Wei Li lifted up his clothes a little, "Look, did you see that?"

Yan Jie slightly bent over to look at it, and saw the three big characters "Shen Tinglan" stabbed brightly under his chest ribs, as if marking a slave with an identification badge.

Wei Li waited until he had seen it all, and put down his clothes: "See? He picked the most painful place and used traditional Chinese characters on purpose. Don't you hate it?"

"You must hate him." Yan Jie looked up at him, "But since you hate him, why don't you wash off the tattoo?"

Wei Li closed his eyes as if he was too lazy to look at him, and he managed not to give him a blank look: "You rich people, you don't have back pain when you stand and talk. Tattoos are also painful, and you can spend money to buy them again." It hurts once, and it hurts so much that I can’t sleep on my side for half a month. Anyway, I don’t think it’s worth it. Of course, if someone gives me a hundred and eighty thousand dollars to wash it, that’s okay too.”

Yan Jie saw that he didn't hesitate at all when he said this, and the poorness inside and outside of what he said was also in line with his humble status and small house, so he believed his words.

"Okay, I don't know you well. If you have nothing to do, go away. I will continue to work."

Wei Li said and was about to close the door.

"Wait!" Yan Jie suddenly called to stop him.

Wei Li's door stopped halfway, with impatience showing on his cold face: "What else is there?"

"You went to the Memorial Hall yesterday, did he say anything?"

The moment Wei Li asked this question, Wei Li's face suddenly changed, and his attitude showed disgust: "What else could it be? You threw up the ashes of his mother. Of course, there was a big fuss. I almost talked to the management." staff desperately."

"Did he come back with nothing?"

"..." Wei Li didn't answer right away, but stared at him for a few seconds, and then said, "There is a charge for this question."

Yan Jie was a little uncomfortable with him suddenly sitting on the ground and raising the price: "What?"

"You let me endure things that ordinary people can't bear, of course I have to charge some fees. From now on, one question is five hundred, and you want to pay first if you want the answer."

As Wei Li said, he had already posted the payment code on the barbed wire, with a polite smile on his face, "Actually, Shen Tinglan often played this game with me before, and he gave me more numbers. I think you should not Can't compare to him?"

Yan Jie didn't think about spending this money, because he felt that Wei Li's two younger brothers could be used as a handle.But he had better face, he refused to admit that he was "not comparable" to Shen Tinglan, so he hesitated for a moment.

"If you find someone to move my brother, it will also cost money. Why don't you just give me the money directly, and you will avoid getting involved with some dubious people. Wouldn't everyone be happy?"

Yan Jie finally scanned the QR code to transfer the money, but looked at him arrogantly, as if looking at a beggar: "But don't try to play tricks."

Wei Li nodded: "Don't worry, I won't make trouble with money. Except for the urn and the portrait, Shen Tinglan took away all the other relics, saying that he was worried about leaving things there for them to take care of."

"Isn't that right? If you want to bring them together, why are you still separated?"

Wei Li met his suspicious gaze, and said coldly: "Your family is willing to put an outsider's ashes urn?"

"...Okay." Yan Jie had nothing to say about this, so he continued to ask, "Then what did he do with those relics?"

Wei Li pointed to the QR code, and after Yan Jie curled his lips to transfer the money, he replied, "Except for one of the old handkerchiefs that he carries with him, all other relics are put away."

Upon hearing this, Yan Jie took the initiative to scan the QR code to pay this time: "Then has he contacted anyone recently?"

"No."

"you sure?"

"He has been staying under my nose all the time, and the mobile phone is also in my hand, what do you think?"

Yan Jie was still skeptical: "Did he secretly contact someone while you were taking a shower?"

Wei Li licked his lips: "We all take a shower together now."

Yan Jie choked for a moment, and then turned him another five hundred: "Okay, I want that handkerchief."

He thought that Wei Li would readily hand him the handkerchief, but the other party frowned, looked back at the room, and then said in a low voice, "This is not about 500 yuan."

Yan Jie was very upset: "Why, you want to raise the price again?"

"It's not a question of whether I want to increase the price, but a question of whether I can just grab people's relics for you." Wei Li put down his arms, "Yes, Shen Tinglan is willing to listen to me now Yes, in order to go to the memorial hall, or even just to eat more meat, he will try his best to please me, but the prerequisite is that I can guarantee his basic personal safety and food and clothing, which is essentially a transaction.”

Yan Jie wrinkled his nose: "So?"

"A cheap sale is also a sale. There must be reciprocity. I did such a wicked thing of snatching relics for 500 yuan, and I pissed him off. He became a time bomb. Our family can't get it well, so I might as well not do it." five hundred."

Yan Jie whispered: "One thousand."

Wei Li leaned on the door frame, shook his head and said, "I love money, but I don't love it enough to become a desperado. It's impossible for him to give me a handkerchief willingly for 1000 yuan. Find a handkerchief that is similar to the original one, but their family is so rich, maybe a handkerchief for his mother can be worth hundreds of dollars, otherwise why is he hiding it so tightly? Besides, you come to get it by yourself A handkerchief, which further shows the importance and privacy of that handkerchief..."

"Stop talking nonsense," Yan Jie suddenly became annoyed, as if his mind had been punctured, "Isn't it just asking for money? Up to three thousand, if you want it, don't let me give this money to others now!"

Wei Li finally agreed, but looking at the expression on his face, he was extremely helpless, as if he had made a loss-making deal, and after taking the money, he asked him to wait for a while, then hung up the chain on the door, and walked into the house with the door open.

It didn't take long for Yan Jie to hear the sound of scolding and crying from the depths of the house. This movement lasted for a while, and finally died down after a muffled sound, turning into a little footsteps approaching the door.

Wei Li opened the door, handed out the handkerchief, and then closed the door as if avoiding the plague.

The handkerchief was crumpled, Yan Jie unfolded it, and found it was hot and wet. He didn't know whether it was sweat from his hands or tears and nose, so he pinched the two corners in disgust to observe.

The texture of the handkerchief is not bad, soft and silky. The embroidered pattern in the corner is a floral letter L surrounded by flowers and green leaves. The pattern is embroidered with great care, the stitches are fine, and the colors are fresh and beautiful... Other than that, he didn't look at the handkerchief. What a trick.

Yan Jie glanced at Wei Li suspiciously: "This is really a handkerchief from the relic? Why is there an L embroidered on it instead of a J?"

Wei Li looked at him with an indescribable expression: "Do you think I can explain this to you? And you have also investigated and followed my family members, do you really think that someone in my family will use a lady's handkerchief? Or old?"

Yan Jie was asked back as if he was mentally handicapped, so he didn't say a word, only pondering in his heart.

If Shen Tinglan had already contacted someone, there was no need to carry this handkerchief alone. Since she had it, even if she really contacted someone, this handkerchief would still be useful.

Then again, the Lu in his mother Jiang Luyun's name is also considered L, or if you think about it more mysteriously, this pattern is the part that hides the mystery. For example, it does not refer to Jiang Luyun, but another person. The handkerchief is not a relic, but some kind of token or signal, which is just mixed in the relic... In short, since the thing is in hand, Shen Tinglan's escape route is sealed, just take the thing back and check it slowly. Okay - if Wei Li is really a profit-seeking person, it would be nice to have him torture Shen Tinglan in different ways, but if he is putting on a show today, he will be able to run away as a monk but not in the temple!

Yan Jie retreated quite satisfied, while Wei Li closed the door and went back to the bedroom, and immediately hugged Shen Tinglan who was sitting on the floor by the door with his head down.

Shen Tinglan buried her face in Wei Li's arms, and exhaled a long, trembling breath.

The culprit who defiled his mother's portrait was less than twenty steps away from him just now, but he couldn't take action to teach him a lesson, which made him feel remorse and regret.

Wei Li left delicate kisses on his temples and comforted him softly: "You know how to hold back the pain in order to protect yourself, and you did a good job."

Shen Tinglan hugged him tightly, sniffing at his neck, as if looking for a scent that could calm him down: "I can't do anything."

"No, at least you let him take a fake you spit on, and he's going to scrutinize that fake, no?"

As Wei Li spoke, he gently scratched Shen Tinglan's waist, and then he heard the other party laugh, and said softly: "Your acting skills are too good, if I wasn't with you every day, I'm afraid you'd have to I believe what you said is true...but, about the tattoo..."

Wei Li straightened his hair and said in a gentle voice, "There's no need to apologize anymore."

"Yeah." Shen Tinglan pressed his face and said softly, "Then, from now on, I will stab Wei Li at the same place, and it will be in traditional characters too... Hey wait, is there any traditional characters for the word Wei Li?"