"Mr. Ling, thank you for that day. Ye Xinluo took a sip of juice and asked.

Ling Haoyu leaned back on the seat, "No, it's just that you're tired to hold on, looking at him like that, I guess he has a habit of cleanliness!"

Hearing this, Ye Xinluo smiled, "It's a little bit." ”

Lan Shan on the side was confused when she heard this, and she couldn't figure out what they were talking about at all.

And looking at him like that, he looks a bit like a foreigner. After thinking for a while, he tentatively asked, "Mr. Ling, I take the liberty of asking, where are you from? ”

His eyes are a little lighter than the color of the Chinese, but his facial features are biased towards the standard of the Chinese.

Ling Haoyu: "My mother is Chinese, and my father is French. ”

Ye Xinluo: "So you're a half-breed?"

"Hmm. Ling Haoyu nodded his head. "By the way, I haven't asked you what your name is, is this your friend?"

Ye Xinluo replied, "She is my best friend, well, my name is Ye Xinluo, and her name is Lan Shan." ”

Ye Xinluo pondered for a while before he spoke, "The name is very nice. ”

"Really?"

Ling Haoyu: "Of course I'm here to play this time, I'm not very familiar with this place, is there anything fun?"

Ye Xinluo: "There are not many fun places in the city, and there are more places to play in the surrounding cities." ”

"Well, it doesn't seem like I'm coming from the right place. ”

The three of them sat in the café for a while, until Ling Haoyu's phone rang, and he answered the phone and came back to say that something was wrong, and then they left separately.

Ye Xinluo and Lan Shan went to another shopping mall, walked outside for a day, and returned home after dinner.

When the two returned to the Gardens by the Bay, it was already 8 p.m. Put the things you bought today on the couch.

Sitting on the sofa, he lay comfortably for a while, "Xinluo, how did you know that Mr. Ling?"

Ye Xinluo poured two glasses of water and handed them to her, then sat next to her and explained, "When I returned to the city that night, Beichen Rui had a fever when he was on the plane, and he didn't let the bodyguards touch him. He carried the person out directly. ”

"Carrying?" opened his eyes in disbelief and stared at her for a long time, "Classmate Ye Xinluo, are you sure you didn't use the wrong word?"

"Yes, he really carried it out, and it didn't scare me to death at the time, and I was worried that the wound on his body would open. ”

Hearing this, Lan Shan touched her chin, "I can't see it! ”

How much strength does it take to be able to carry a man of more than 1.8 meters for so long! If you let the president know that one day he will be carried by someone, will his face be dark!

The two of them watched TV in the living room for a while, and only got up and went back to their rooms to sleep at nine o'clock in the evening.

At the same time, in Beichen Rui's study.

Mo Han stood at his desk and handed a document to the man in front of him.

Stretched out and took the document and flipped it twice casually, and the next second, a cold light burst out of his eyes.

"Rui, what are you going to do with this matter?"

This document was found based on the information provided by Zhang Qiang, which clearly recorded the phone calls between him and his employer in those days. and the information about Ye Xinluo sent to him are all in it.