After watching Wen Jun gently take a sip of Xie Wenrong's apology tea, Xiahou Yingjie said, "Doctor Xiaowen, let's go upstairs and talk for a while." ”

Wen Jun's main purpose in returning to Hangzhou was to get Xiahou Yingjie's help, how could he refuse when he said this? So he nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, it is a great honor for Wen Jun to be able to listen to Uncle Xiahou's teachings in person." ”

Xiahou Yingjie smiled slightly, and said in his heart that he really didn't see it, this kid is also a sycophant! However, as the saying goes, "a thousand wear it, but you don't wear it". Who in this world doesn't like to hear good words?

The two got up and went upstairs one after the other, of course, Xiahou Yingjie was in front, and Wen Jun followed behind him. When he walked to the turn of the corridor, Xiahou Yingjie suddenly turned around and said, "Yun'er, you can also listen to it." ”

Xiahou Yun was stunned at first, but immediately reacted, stood up with joy, and followed upstairs.

Xiahou Yingjie's study is large, in addition to the shelves full of various books, there is also a large desk and a comfortable chair. Xiahou Yingjie did not walk to the desk, but walked to the wood-carved coffee table near the front window. On the coffee table is a set of tea sets for drinking kung fu tea.

Xiahou Yingjie sat down on a mahogany seat, pointed to the opposite seat, and said with a smile: "Assistant mayor, please take a seat." ”

Wen Jun's charming peach blossom eyes looked at Xiahou Yingjie in surprise, he had been in office for less than twenty-four hours as the mayor's assistant, I don't know how he knew?

Xiahou Yun was also full of surprise! She was surprised not that she suddenly shouted the words "assistant mayor" from her father's mouth, but she had always believed her father's words. What surprised her was that it had only been half a month since she last went to Sioux City to see Wen Jun for a doctor, how could this kid suddenly become the mayor's assistant?

Seeing Wen Jun stunned on the spot, Xiahou Yingjie looked at him with a smile, and said like a few family treasures: "The son-in-law of the Murong family in Sucheng, the son-in-law of the Zhou family, the proud protégé of the 'Qin Wumen', and the first person who dares to compete with the Kunlun faction Mingde Zhenren...... Dr. Wen, do you want me to continue? ”

Uh, Wen Jun Khan! Dare to meet a CIA spy expert? Xiahou Yingjie's opening remarks simply made him dizzy, and in the face of the person in front of him, Wen Jun felt a sense of timidity.

Xiahou Yun's big eyes that could speak were as wide as copper bells, the shock on his face could not be described in words, and the taste in his heart could be described as mixed.

"Yun'er, what are you thinking? Don't boil water to make tea yet. Xiahou Yingjie turned around and said angrily. Xiahou Yun came to his senses, and his pretty face was as ashamed as a peach blossom, and he hurriedly began to boil water to make tea.

"You're not easy, kid." Xiahou Yingjie knocked on the coffee table and sighed, "Cultivate well, and over time, you will definitely be the pillar of the country." ”

Wen Jun was terrified, he didn't think about what he wanted to become in the future, as long as he could live every day with peace of mind, he was already satisfied. He said shamefully: "Thanks to Uncle Xiahou's exaggeration, Wen Jun is sincerely afraid. ”

"I heard Yun'er say, you can also hypnosis and qigong?" Xiahou Yingjie asked curiously.

Wen Jun nodded honestly. In front of Xiahou Yingjie, Wen Jun didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, firstly, he had asked for him, and secondly, he had already seen his energy.

Xiahou Yingjie can clearly understand what a stranger does in such a short period of time, how big is his energy?

"Why are you suddenly restrained?" Seeing that Wen Jun suddenly became silent, Xiahou Yingjie couldn't help but say affectionately, "Xiaojun, isn't this your character?" ”

Xiahou Yun walked over with a steaming teapot and said with a smile: "Dad, what you said just now revealed all the family backgrounds, who would dare to talk to you?" ”

"Haha...... Look at what you girl said, as if I was a CIA agent. Xiahou Yingjie smiled heartily, revealing a sense of confidence in his words, as well as a self-deprecation, "Xiaojun, just like at home, let's talk casually." ”

"Xiaojun, don't be afraid, my dad looks weird and scary, but it's actually a paper tiger." Xiahou Yun pursed his lips and chuckled, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a beautiful arc. The slender, white fingers took out a paw of fragrant tea leaves from the delicate "Longjing" tea barrel and gently put it into the teapot with extremely elegant movements.

At this time, Wen Jun's sense of restraint disappeared a little, touched the bridge of his straight nose, and sneered: "What I do is the courage of a horseman, and it is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, just like "dog meat is delicious, but it can't be on the table." It's like what Uncle Xiahou did, it's all big things. ”

Wen Jun's sycophant shot made Xiahou Yingjie really comfortable, Longjing has not yet entered, he seems to be half drunk, the more he looks at the young man in front of him, the more he likes it, this son is not only erudite and talented, but also exquisite, he is a teachable talent!

"Xiaojun, let's talk about Yi'er's condition. You say there's a secret hidden in her, what's going on? ”

Wen Jun pondered for a moment and said everything he knew. Of course, with the exception of using the "Dragon Ring" to spy on the memories in the brain, this is a secret that belongs to him alone, and no one can reveal it.

"You're saying someone deliberately deleted Yi'er's amnestic?" Xiahou Yingjie muttered, "Let's think that light is trying to erase Yi'er's memory now. So, what is the purpose of this gang of people? Don't you want Yi'er to know about it, or are you afraid that she will tell you about it, right? ”

Xiahou Yingjie stared at Wen Jun with fierce eyes, waiting for his answer.

Wen Jun involuntarily nodded yes.

Xiahou Yingjie forced his eyes on Wen Jun and said, "If that's the case, then why didn't this group kill her?" Wouldn't that be more straightforward? ”

Wen Jun had to admire Xiahou Yingjie's logic, this guy hit the nail on the head and said the question that had plagued him for many days.

"Maybe, maybe Yiyi still has surplus value for them." Xiahou Yun interjected.

"The reason Yun'er said is very likely to be true." Xiahou Yingjie stood up, walked a few steps back and forth in front of the coffee table with his hands in his hands, and suddenly said, "Is it possible that someone in this group has feelings for Yi'er and is reluctant to let her die, but he is afraid that she will tell the matter, so he thought of deleting this memory of her." ”

"Ahh Xiahou Yun suddenly jumped up from the seat, covered his mouth and screamed, and said in a panic, "Dad, are you talking about Ou...... Ouyang ......"

"I didn't say anything." Xiahou Yingjie said calmly.