Yao Zhiyue habitually opened her eyes at ten o'clock, and just as she was about to get up and wash, she found her lying in an unfamiliar room.

Yao Zhiyue wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth indiscriminately and strode towards the door, but she couldn't open the door. She kicked the door in displeasure and said angrily, "Hey, let me out." Anyone? ”

For a long time, there was still no movement outside. Time passed minute by minute, and seeing that she was about to break her record of never being late in these years, Yao Zhiyue couldn't help but be anxious, banged on the door, and said hoarsely: "Let me go out." Chen Yiming, bastard. If the old lady is late, she will kill you. ”

About half an hour later, Yao Zhiyue suddenly heard the sound of the door lock turning, but saw Chen Yiming wearing silk pajamas, and his strong chest was slightly exposed. He looked disgusted, frowned impatiently, and said, "What a noise!" ”

Yao Zhiyue swallowed her saliva quietly, she wanted to bump Chen Yiming away, but she didn't want to be bounced to the door frame by him, so she said angrily: "Get out of the way, I'm going to work." ”

Seeing that Chen Yiming's tall body did not move, Yao Zhiyue bypassed him hatefully, walked out of the living room quickly, and then ran. She ran to the gate out of breath, but could not open it anyway.

Seeing that the smooth and solid gate was as high as the city wall, Yao Zhiyue gave up her plan to climb, only thinking that if there was a bomb at this time, she would kill the surname Chen if she died together.

Yao Zhiyue returned stupidly, tried her best to suppress her anger, showed a stiff smile, gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Chen, can you help me open the door?" ”

Chen Yiming sat lazily on the sofa, his slender fingers brushing the phone screen from time to time, looking like he had not heard of it.

Yao Zhiyue couldn't bear it, her round apricot eyes were wide open, and a ball of anger seemed to be burning in her eyes, and she crossed her waist and said angrily: "The surname is Chen, quickly open the door for the old lady." ”

The two people in front of them were like fire and water, one crackled and panicked, and the other was very cold and gloomy.

Chen Yiming didn't raise his head, and said without pain: "If you want to go out, you can make it clear." ”

Yao Zhiyue took out her mobile phone and said angrily: "I'll tell you, if you don't let me out, I'll call the police." ”

Chen Yiming slowly raised his head, his body rushed forward, took Yao Zhiyue's mobile phone in his hand with lightning speed, quickly threw it into the glass kettle on the table, and then looked at her defiantly.

It took Yao Zhiyue a long time to come back to her senses, her fists were clenched and gurgling, if she hadn't been able to beat him, she would have torn this dog-like thing a long time ago.

In the current situation, Yao Zhiyue has less than half of the benefits. She had no choice but to stop fighting, restrain her momentum, and said, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but we signed a confidentiality agreement." No matter how much our customers trust people close to them, we can't leak out their privacy. ”

Chen Yiming was not easy to notice and was stunned, he didn't care about Yao Zhiyue's softness, his eyes were gloomy, and he said coldly: "Could it be that this secrecy is more important than your life?" ”

Yao Zhiyue listened to this sound that seemed to come from the abyss, her body couldn't control her trembling slightly, and she subconsciously took a small step back. After calming down, he asked puzzledly, "Why don't you just ask Ms. Song?" Doesn't she know better than I know? ”

Yao Zhiyue obviously felt that the atmosphere suddenly condensed, and she didn't feel that she was holding her breath. But seeing Chen Yiming staring at her coldly, his dark eyes gradually dimmed, a trace of sadness quietly crept up his eyebrows, his voice was mixed with a trace of imperceptible trembling, and he squirmed as if he was extremely reluctant to admit it: "She's dead." ”

Yao Zhiyue was stabbed in the spine by this look, and when she heard the news of Song Minjing's death, her head couldn't turn for a while, and she was dumbfounded: "How, how can this be?" ”

Chen Yiming looked at Yao Zhiyue forcefully, and said word by word: "I watched the surveillance that day, and that file bag appeared in your hand before." ”

Yao Zhiyue was terrified when she heard this, anxious and angry, "So, you think I'm a murderer?" If I am the murderer, how dare I blatantly go to see her? Why didn't the police come and arrest me? ”

Chen Yiming's voice trembled imperceptibly, and he said unhurriedly: "She committed suicide." ”

Yao Zhiyue was shocked, as if another heavy object was thrown, which made her slow to react, and it took a long time before she asked, "Why?" ”

Chen Yiming suddenly approached, his bottomless eyes were like black holes, and he seemed to be swallowed up after one more look, "Shouldn't I ask you?" Why? ”