Chapter 330 Are you from Teijin Wen’s family?

  The autumn night is thick, the string of lights hanging in front of the hot pot restaurant is swaying with the wind, and the shadows falling on the ground are also bright and dark.

  Wen Cheng’s eyes were not instant, falling between Yan Shiqi’s eyebrows, as if looking at another self.

  She put one hand in her pocket, and stroked her forehead with her cigarette fingers, "Are you a Teikyo?"

   "No, Li Cheng!" Yan Shiqi answered every question.

  It was probably two similar people who suddenly met. Even though both of them looked calm and calm, their eyes still leaked each other's confusion and inquiry.

  Slumped into the silent street again, Yan Shizheng thought about it, or asked the question from the bottom of his heart: "Are you from the family of Emperor Jingwen?"

  Although the question was a bit abrupt, she still blurted out.

  The surname is Wen, who is similar to her eyebrows and her height, and recalling Ms. Lian’s attitude towards Wen Zhiyuan, and her suspicion of Ms. Lian, the combination of various factors has woven her guess.

  But what did Wen Cheng say?

  She was smoking a cigarette and gave a small smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, it was very cold and cold.

  She said very simply: "No." Then, with obvious sarcasm, she added: "I'm not that lucky!"

  Wen Cheng’s attitude is very strange, she denies it, but Yan Shiqi can hear the mockery from her mouth.

  If there is no reason with the Wen family, where is the source of this irony?

  At this time, there were a few heads of people protruding from the gate of the hot pot restaurant. They were those who had dinner with Wen Cheng.

   "Team, captain, have you finished talking? We still have a task!" Xiao Liu tremblingly asked at the door.

  Wen Cheng turned his head and poked the burnt cigarette butts in his hand on the trash can next to him, "Here is here!"

  The words fell, she looked at Yan Shiqi again, Qing Lingling's eyes were clear and clear, "Leave a call?"

"it is good!"

  Learning that she had something else, Yan Shiqi reported her mobile phone number neatly. After the two exchanged, Wen Cheng asked again: "Can we find WeChat with her mobile phone number?"

   "Yes." After Yan Shiqi nodded in response, Wen Cheng took the three men onto an old van not far from the street.

  She stood there and watched for a long time, until she could no longer see the taillights of the car, and she was patted on the shoulder at the right time.

Looking sideways, I saw Yin Ansa standing beside her with a worried look, "Seventeen, what are you talking about? Are you okay?"

  The woman looks so much like Seventeen. If she blocks her mouth and nose, she suspects that she may not even be able to tell who they are.

  Yan Shiqi smiled at her, shook his head, "It's okay, let's go."

  ……

  Sit back in the nanny car, Yan Shiqi's eyes were always fixed on the phone screen.

  She just added Wen Cheng’s WeChat account. Her profile picture is very special, with a pistol pointed at a bird.

  On the page of Moments of Friends, there is only one horizontal line and no content.

  Warm Orange...

  After sending Yin Ansa back to the Holiday Hotel, Mu Yi bypassed a street and arrived at the Qin’s Hotel.

When Yan Shiqi got out of the car, her eyes were still misty. When she stepped into the lobby, she inadvertently raised her eyes and saw the man standing not far from the elevator entrance in front, looking at her with one hand in his pocket.

  With Mu Yi here, he can always accurately know all his whereabouts.

  Yan Shiqi let go of his emotions, walked quickly to him, his eyes slammed into his deep eyes, and smiled, "Are you waiting for me?"

  The man curled his lips, did not speak, but reached out his fingers and took the purse in her hand, pulling her into the elevator.

  As the elevator door slowly closed, his eyes fell on her cheeks that deliberately concealed her emotions. He sighed slightly and said, "Is there something on my mind?"

  (End of this chapter)