"Why should I help you? I remember that in my agreement with Yijia, there was no such payment." Yan Chengchi sneered, sipping red wine elegantly.

When Yi Haiyin wanted to try, he had to use his power. How could it be so easy.

If Yi Haiyin were to threaten him with refusing to cooperate with the treatment, he would not refuse, but in this way, he would feel that he had looked at him highly before.

"I can tell you... a secret." Yi Haiyin slowly opened his lips, looked straight at Yan Chengchi, and paused every word.

"..."

"Screenwriter Xia... She often... secretly looks at you."

"What are you talking about?" Yan Chengchi stunned, and quickly narrowed his evil eyes, looking at Yi Haiyin.

"She often... secretly looks at you... in her eyes... there is love."

"..." The last two words made Yan Chengchi's hand holding the wine glass suddenly tighten, almost crushing the wine glass in his hand.

People who have always been happy, angry and invisible, almost lost control because of Yi Haiyin's words.

In just a second, the look on his face returned to normal.

"If I promise to help you, I want to know what the owner of this doll has to do with you?" Yan Chengchi finished the red wine in the glass, slowly put down the glass and raised his eyebrows.

The deep black eyes fixedly looked at Yi Haiyin.

A faint light flashed across the eyes.

A person has flaws only if he has concerns in his heart.

Yi Haiyin is too cold, the kind of coldness that comes from the bones, and the innate sense of alienation, there is no need to deliberately act.

Such a person is like wearing armor all over his body, impeccable.

But today's Yi Haiyin has a different look in his eyes. The bottom of his eyes reveals the same desire as a normal person, desperate to find someone.

After Yan Chengchi finished speaking, he was not in a hurry for him to answer, and his long fingers knocked on the table with one and another, like a countdown to death.

"My...woman." Yi Haiyin's thin lips opened slightly, and he paused.

When the words fell, he looked at Yan Chengchi with scorching eyes, with a particularly strong tone, "I must...find her."

"..." Yan Chengchi's pupil tightened.

To this answer, I was a little surprised, but also expected.

He constricted his eyes and stood up from the chair. The moment he turned around, his footsteps paused slightly, "Send a copy of all the information you have found to my special assistant. If you have news, I will let him inform you."

"How sure are you...?" Yi Haiyin was so stubborn that it was rare for Yi Haiyin to ask one thing clearly. The figure of Jun Yi followed Yan Chengchi to stand up and walked around in front of him.

Two outstanding men standing face to face, the picture is very impactful.

An unspeakable aura spreads between the two people...

"Take the place you embarrassed as the center point, and carry out a carpet search. As long as she is still in this city, she will find someone sooner or later." Yan Chengchi's indifferent lips opened, and Yi Haiyin's surprised expression was caught, and he smiled coldly.

"You don't want the Yi family to find out, so you have scruples. I am different."

Yan Chengchi finished speaking and quickly left the private room.

When Jin Tezhu who was guarding outside saw him coming out, he immediately greeted him. Before he could speak, Yan Chengchi had already passed him and quickly entered the elevator.

"You're off work, don't need to follow me." Yan Chengchi descended to the parking lot, took the car, and drove back quickly towards the villa.

In his ear, the reminder of Yi Haiyin just now...