After three hours of tossing and turning, everyone finally arrived in Füssen, Germany. Tucked away in the Alps, the castle-like complex is the residence of the core heir of the Zhu family. It was so dark that Xiang Qian couldn't see anything except the towering spire.

There was no imaginary welcome brigade at the door, and it could even be said that it was deserted, except for the driver and the servant, and no one else was seen. They were arranged in the west, all beautiful two-story small buildings, surrounded by a neatly manicured square grass, Zhu Yuan lived in one building, Zhu Meng and her husband lived in one, and Zhu Hang and Xiang Qian lived in another.

Zhu Yuan entered the room, stuffed some tips for the servants and asked them to leave. Lighting a cigarette by the window, he quietly listened to the report on the phone: "...... That's the basic picture. It's relatively clean, relatively simple, and the detailed written investigation report has been sent to your mailbox. ”

"Good, hard work." Zhu Yuan hung up the phone with satisfaction, turned his head and looked at another window. The lights on the opposite side have not been extinguished.

The words of the private detective just now came to mind: "She has never had a boyfriend, and it is understood that the Shang family is all Christians and opposes premarital sex...... However, we really can't verify the matter between her and your brother Mr. Zhu Hang, because they live in the same building, opposite the street. You can ask Mr. Chen Zhi ...... Chen."

With a sense of frustration in his heart, Zhu Yuan sat on the sofa and began to recall the night when he really noticed her for the first time, his eyes were clear, but he could cope with himself and his mother, and he was a little clever, so he ran first...... He couldn't help but laugh, he lowered his head and laughed.

In the opposite house, Xiang Qian walked out of the bathroom wrapped tightly.

Outside the suite, sweet coffee was brewing in the living room, and there was a huge bed in front of her.

When she opened the door, the maid at the door immediately stepped forward and asked her in English what she needed. On the first floor, you can still hear the sound of tidying.

With an embarrassed smile, she retreated into her room and sighed. In this room, there is only one bed, which is inevitably ......

"Tired, you rest early." Zhu Hang took his coffee and leaned against the door of the suite.

He was still dressed in daytime clothes, and his shirt was neatly buttoned.

"Then you ......," she said, looking up at him.

"There are still some things that the British company can take care of, so you don't have to worry." Wishing the fairway.

Seeing through his thoughts, he pursed his lips and nodded to Qian, "Okay." ”

nestled into the warm quilt, and stretched a lot all over. She looked at the ornate ceiling of the room, thinking to herself what the Zhu family would be like tomorrow.

……

A ray of sunlight shines through the undrawn curtains, shining brightly in the dark room. Xiang Qian rubbed her eyes and took her phone. Six o'clock in the morning.

Because of the jet lag, she woke up very early these mornings. The small living room on the other side of the suite was dark, and he probably hadn't gotten up yet. Lazily stretching, she was going to lie down a little longer.

"Early." There was a sound in my ears, and the lamp on the other side of the bed came on.

With a stiff neck, Xiang Qian slowly turned his head and saw Zhu Hang on another pillow looking at him with his eyes open.

“……”

"How are you resting?"

“……”

"Breakfast should have been laid downstairs, if I'm not mistaken."

“……”

"What? What's wrong with that? As he spoke, Zhu Hang approached and stretched out his hand to probe her forehead.

Xiang Qian closed her eyes and felt the warm palm on her forehead. Taking a deep breath, she asked, "Last night...... You...... Sleeping here all the time? ”

"Hmm."

"That ......" she looked away, "you...... Slept well? ”

"Hmm."

"Uh......" He must have known what he was asking, but he just wouldn't say. Xiang Qian was anxious, so she simply turned around and said, "Why don't you sleep in the small living room or somewhere else?" I don't sleep well, and it's not quite appropriate to huddle together. Besides, we're both innocent...... Oh no, you've had an imposter fiancée, I'm a devout Christian, an authentic yellow flower boudoir......"