When Tang Xiaowei came back from work, she saw Cen Shujing sitting on the carpet in the living room, with a thick and old laptop in front of her, like a model from ten years ago.

"I have a slim laptop in my room, you can use ......"

Before Tang Xiaowei could finish speaking, the doorbell rang suddenly, "Express!" ”

"It's coming!" She handed the packed food to Cen Shujing and turned to open the door.

The courier boy asked, "Is it a little ghost?" ”

Tang Xiaowei looked at the seven cardboard boxes piled up at the door, "No, did you send the wrong ......?"

"It's me." A white arm stretched out from Tang Xiaowei's shoulder, took the courier brother's order and signed.

Cen Shujing settled the bill with Tang Xiaowei's credit card, "The money will be repaid to you in a few days." ”

Tang Xiaowei didn't have any expectations for Cen Shujing to repay the money, she always felt that Cen Shujing's death was also responsible, and now that she can spend money for the other party, her conscience is not so uneasy.

"What did you buy?" She helped Cen Shujing carry the box into the house.

Cen Shujing casually threw the courier list to her.

Tang Xiaowei glanced at liquid latex, hydrochloride, alcohol oil paint, stretching oil, skin wax, sealant......

Good guys, none of the ones are common.

Cen Shujing carried the courier into the bedroom.

Tang Xiaowei explained through the door panel, "I will work overtime in the next two days tomorrow, you are okay at home, right?" ”

After a "hmm" came from inside, there was no movement at all.

Tang Xiaowei dragged her tired body to work for two days in a row, and when she came back, she packed Cen Shujing a spicy tang that she liked. As soon as she entered the door, a strange pregnant woman snatched the car keys she had placed on the entryway cabinet, "Borrow it, and I'll pay you back in two days." ”

Tang Xiaowei stood at the door in a daze for a while, until the pregnant woman had disappeared into the elevator, she suddenly came back to her senses, why is the other party's voice so similar to Miss Cen?

……

Cen Shujing parked the car at the gate of Zhou's Villa.

Every year at the end of October, the world's richest man, Zhou Songming, holds a grand event here. Not only elites from all walks of life, but also political celebrities from all over the world will be invited to attend.

The design of Zhou's Villa was designed by the world's top architect Du Yufeng, and thanks to him, his son Du Qi also received an invitation to the event.

It's just that Du Qi's invitation card is now in Cen Shujing's hand.

"Hello, please show your invitation card." There are more than 20 bodyguards standing at the entrance of the villa, and the security procedures are stricter than those at the airport.

Cen Shujing calmly took out a golden card from his bag and handed it over. The latter put it on the machine and brushed it, and then looked at Cen Shujing's face suddenly changed.

Cen Shujing guessed that Du Qi's name or code was probably written on the invitation card, and asked unhurriedly: "What's wrong?" Any questions? ”

The doorman looked her up and down, and finally shook his head: "No, please come in." ”

Cen Shujing exhaled a turbid breath and entered the venue with steady steps. Without noticing, as soon as she turned around, the doorman made a phone call.

In the lounge on the top floor of Zhou's Villa.

Secretary Qi handed over the surveillance video that had just been transmitted from the doorman to Zhou Yinli, "Young master, it seems that the person who used the invitation letter is not the nurse in the gym. ”

Since the security system of the gym was breached, the security department has almost always had a picture of the nurse. Secretary Qi stared at it every day, and he could even count how many hairs the other party had.

Zhou Yinli carefully observed the woman in the high-definition surveillance, with big eyes, high nose bridge, pouting lips, pointed chin, and a standard Internet celebrity face, there is no resemblance to the little goblin in the gym with flowing eyes and looking forward to the brilliance, even the exposed calves and arms are a few degrees darker than the goblin, not to mention that this woman is still a pregnant woman.

So the goblin went to great lengths to steal his own invitation card for this pregnant woman?

It's getting more and more interesting.

The corners of Zhou Yin's mouth hooked an unpredictable arc, got up and walked towards the venue.