The benefactor is always forcing me to study

Cen Zhi suspects that Deng Yan also studied psychology.

That's abominable!

He deliberately concealed the fact that he had called the police, and wanted to take advantage of Deng Yan's panic, but Deng Yan was smarter and directly turned against the general.

Deng Yan smiled, a little lonely in that smile: "You came to me to find a breakthrough, right?"

Cen Zhi choked his breath in his chest and couldn't get up or down.

Deng Yan: "Sorry, I don't have anything here."

Deng Yan's reticent attitude is really irritating. If Wen Qiang hadn't pressed Cen Zhi, Cen Zhi would have rushed over to beat him up first. Cen Zhi's cell phone in his pocket was recording, and he calmed himself down. Come down, as long as Deng Yan admits what he has done again, he can...

The phone rang suddenly, and Cen Zhi took it out to see that it was Xiao Hai calling.

Cen Zhi connected, and Xiao Hai's voice, which he hadn't contacted for a long time, sounded from the other end: "Xiao Cen."

Cen Zhi was stunned: "Brother Xiao Hai?"

Xiao Hai smiled: "I haven't contacted Xiao Cen for a long time, how are you doing recently?"

Cen Zhi hummed: "Very good. One more thing, I know who killed Brother Heng!"

"You're investigating who killed Cohen, aren't you?"

The two said the same thing at the same time, and Cen Zhi immediately realized that the police searched Keheng's belongings again, only to find Xiao Hai, and it was only natural for Xiao Hai to know, Cen Zhi said: "Yes, and, I have already found it."

Xiaohai on the other side was silent for a long time: "Xiao Cen, forget about it."

Cen Zhi was startled, puzzled and said: "Why!"

He glared at Deng Yan. Deng Yan didn't know who he was talking on the phone with. He accepted Cen Zhi's glaring frankly. Cen Zhi said, "The murderer is right in front of me. How could I forget it."

Xiao Hai sighed: "The letters were burned by Ke Heng himself."

Cen Zhi was struck by lightning.

Xiao Hai: "I don't know what that letter is... Once I saw him burning something and asked him what it was—"

In an ordinary small apartment, the curtains were drawn, and the bedroom was pitch black, except for the faint flickering fire, which illuminated Cohen's eyes.

Hearing Xiao Hai's question, he raised his eyes and smiled lightly: "It was left by a friend before, it was useless, so it was burned."

Sparks disappeared as the paper burned, and Cohen also melted into the deep darkness.

Xiao Hai said: "He knew that it was sent to him by Deng Yan, and he burned it too. He even disposed of the letter before committing suicide."

Cen Zhi trembled all over.

Xiao Hai: "Ke Heng probably doesn't want people to know about his relationship with Deng Yan."

Therefore, the things that could prove their previous connection were destroyed, and the key evidence that could make Deng Yan plead guilty was also destroyed.

Xiao Hai: "Xiao Cen, let's forget about it. Ke Heng definitely wants you to look forward and go your own way. If you can remember him, he is already very satisfied."

The phone hung up without a sound, Cen Zhi stood there blankly, Wen Qiang was close, and heard Xiao Hai's words. No one would have thought that it would be Ke Heng who let the murderer go free.

What he did and expected these days seemed like a joke.

Deng Yan seemed to know something, the hand at his side tightly gathered the thin bed sheet, almost digging a hole in the bed sheet, and after a long while, he slowly let go.

Deng Yan's voice was slightly hoarse: "If there is nothing else, I will take a rest."

Wen Qiang led Cen Zhi out of the ward, just in time to meet Assistant Deng Yan who came back, the assistant was very surprised to see Wen Qiang, the next moment Wen Qiang asked him to wait here, to help him keep an eye on Cen Zhi, and then he entered the ward again .

Deng Yan picked up the book again, he looked at the cover in a daze, Wen Qiang caught a glimpse of the title - "How to Get Along with Depression".

Wen Qiang paused.Deng Yan is a very contradictory person. He regrets and suffers, but refuses to look back.

Deng Yan came back to his senses and looked up at Wen Qiang: "Does Wen always want to discuss the contract with me?"

Still smart.Wen Qiang thought about it, nodded and admitted: "Yes. You signed a contract with Yingrong for five years, so it's about the same time."

Deng Yan said calmly, "You don't want to renew your contract with me."

Wen Qiang: "No, Yingrong will renew your contract."

Deng Yan was taken aback. This was the first time Deng Yan showed an expression other than plain since they communicated today. However, he was only stunned for a moment. Deng Yan quickly restrained his expression and said seriously: "Mr. Wen, if you renew the contract, I don't hope that I will encounter such a thing as Xuezang. With my current reputation here, it is easy to find another entertainment company after leaving Yingrong. Of course, Yingrong is my first choice, but if you keep me, It was to ruin my reputation, which was not a good choice."

Wen Qiang: "No, as long as you are a Yingrong artist, how much you can get depends on your ability, I will not intervene. And as far as I know, since your debut, the only stain is Ke Heng. thing, but we have no evidence, so we can't do it to ruin your reputation."

Deng Yan's face changed, and he was really surprised: "Then why do you want me to stay in Yingrong? For a person like me, you are not afraid of Xiao Cen's anger?"

Wen Qiang's heart moved slightly. He looked at Deng Yan with complicated eyes. When Cen Zhi was present, Deng Yan called him by his first name. Now that he was alone, he blurted out the intimate name "Xiao Cen". It was also to put distance in front of Cen Zhi, he was afraid that the friendship cultivated in "Relevant" would hinder Cen Zhi.

Contradictory, intelligent and thoughtful person.

Wen Qiang: "It's better to let you stay in Yingrong, under the eyes of Cen Zhi and I, than to be in other companies and let you be lawless."

Deng Yan was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Okay, I will renew the contract."

After negotiating the renewal of the contract, Wen Qiang planned to leave. When he turned around, he heard Deng Yan ask him: "Mr. Wen, are you serious about Xiao Cen?"

Wen Qiang paused, he turned his head and met Deng Yan's serious eyes, the two looked at each other in silence for a while, Wen Qiang said: "Of course."

Deng Yan: "When you are together, it will hurt Xiao Cen even more."

Whether it's an underground love affair before the exposure, public opinion after the exposure, or a one-day breakup, no matter how you think about it, Cen Zhi is the one who suffers.

Wen Qiang smiled, a little helpless and doting: "I will help him block it, and he is not a submissive character."

A little wild cat can scratch you to death with a backhand, so how could it be possible to stay obediently and be hurt by others.

Deng Yan nodded, turned his eyes back to the book in his hand, Wen Qiang walked to the door, paused when he opened the door, and said to the quiet ward, "It's Ke Heng."

Behind him, Deng Yan froze.

"—It was Ke Heng who saved your life."

The sound of the door closing tore off Deng Yan's mask, and the man leaned against the head of the bed, raising his arms to cover his eyes.

The low whisper is like dust floating in the air: "I know...he is such a person..."

In my memory, the cheerful and sunny boy, the boy who always smiled and stretched out his hand to him, was shattered together with the falling tears.

Wet the pages of the book that have been turned many times.