Back at the villa, An Yirou tied her hair into a ponytail and cooked noodles for the two of them, because Feng Yutian said that he was going to be a vegetarian today, so he boiled egg noodles.

Young Master Feng never entered the kitchen, but today he suddenly became interested, came to the kitchen door, and snuggled up to look at her.

Seeing An Yi's busy figure in the kitchen with a small apron with broken flowers, a wonderful feeling surged in my heart.

An Yirou didn't pay attention to him, she was very dedicated to her own affairs, the noodle soup was almost over, so she took a spoon and scooped a little soup, lowered her head slightly, blew it, and tasted it.

As soon as she looked down, strands of hair slipped down and blocked her long eyelashes.

Feng Yutian walked over, indifferently straightened her back behind her ear, and asked, "Salty or light?" ”

His fingers touched her ears, and An Yirou's earlobes were slightly hot, and she said, "Light." ”

"Really? I'll taste it. ”

An Yirou handed him the spoon, but he didn't take it, she took it and tasted it gently, saying, "I think it's salty." ”

An Yirou frowned and tasted it carefully.

Feng Yutian blinked his smiling eyes and asked, "Did we kiss indirectly?" ”

"......" An Yirou blushed.

This person is getting thicker and thicker-skinned, and this kind of thing is so smooth.

An Yirou picked up the salt box and wanted to sprinkle salt into the pot.

Feng Yutian stopped her and said, "It's really salty." ”

An puffed up softly and said, "Obviously, I taste very light." ”

"That's because you're a big taster."

"......" An Yirou glared at him with a crimson face, and suddenly didn't know what to do with him.

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Very ordinary egg noodles, in order to balance nutrition, An Yirou also put tomatoes and vegetables.

The four colors of red, green, yellow and white are matched together, making the ordinary face look pleasing to the eye and full of color and fragrance.

Feng Yutian was very satisfied, and he ate very happily. He found that An Yirou's cooking skills were really good, and this bowl of noodles was so delicious that it was unparalleled in the world.

After dinner, the two talked about the case.

An Yirou suddenly remembered that the notebook was missing a thing, and felt strange, so she told him.

Feng Yutian listened and asked, "How long has it been missing?" ”

An Yirou roughly deduced, because Mo Yunzhan said that she would use it at the wedding, she had just sorted it out, and it should not be a few days.

Feng Yutian asked her what she thought of this.

An Yirou shook her head, she just thought it was strange, she didn't think a notebook would be anything.

Feng Yutian said: "There is a possibility: someone used it as a template, imitated your handwriting, and wrote that certificate. ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, An Yirou looked at Feng Yu in surprise, and her heart pounded excitedly.

His inference is all too likely. This is probably the reason why that person can imitate her handwriting vividly.

Who, who took her notebook and wrote the certificate?

Du Weiying? But how did she get rid of her diary?

Feng Yutian said: "You probably have your own ideas, let's talk about it." ”

As for how to prove his innocence, An Yirou had already had an idea, he asked, and said:

First, check handwriting. Use the handwriting on the deposit slip and certificate as a clue to find the person who transferred the money.

Second, check the surveillance, there should be surveillance video in the system of the dormitory building and the bank, and look for clues in it.

Three, check the schedule of the shadow and find the suspicious time.

If there is a breakthrough in any of these three points, you can quickly find the person who blamed her.

But to let Feng Yutian help, use his connections to let Du Weiying check his handwriting.

Feng Yutian nodded, An Yirou's idea was very good, but she only seemed to identify Du Weiying, so she said, "What if none of these three points have any results." ”