Downstairs.

Get in.

Fu Chi took out his phone and stared at the screen.

Qianyu in front glanced at him through the rearview mirror.

"Multiple platform servers crashed."

The man in the back didn't raise his eyelids, and responded in a light voice: "Hmm." ”

"The whole network is paralyzed."

Fu Chi's return, it was already in the period of the highest attention, and so many things happened, some of Jiang Ruan's hidden identities were exposed, which may be insignificant to her, but those few layers of identity are enough to shock the world.

The more red the cycle?

Although it is a form of band, it is still the top existence in the music world, and it is talented in music and has won many international gold awards.

is such a talented musical wizard, but Jiang Ruan is his teacher-like existence.

Coupled with Xu Ru's layer, an internationally renowned pianist.

Such two people who are already at the top of their respective fields have to respectfully call Jiang Ruan a teacher, and the impact can be imagined.

Ding——

The phone rang.

Fu Chi lowered his eyes and glanced at it.

Answer.

"The third master is high-profile enough today, I have to congratulate you."

The man's tone on the mobile phone was cold, mixed with a little cold teasing.

"Thank you."

Fu Chi calmly responded.

"May I ask, what does it feel like to be a big boyfriend?"

Luo listened to the wind and laughed a little ridiculously.

It was incredible enough to think that it was the largest shareholder of Xicheng, but as a result, there was a deeper level.

What else can this little girl dig up that no one knows?

Fu Chi's slender eyebrows were raised lightly, and it was difficult to hide his pride: "It's very cool." ”

Luo Tingfeng: "......"

There's nothing wrong with this shameless formula.

"It could be any better, you-"

"I can't understand it."

Luo Tingfeng: "......"

Why on earth did he make this call?

——

Entrance to the community.

The autumn wind is whisking, and the dead leaves are fleeing with the wind.

The sky was gray and gloomy.

Jiang Ruan stood on the side of the road with a thick coat.

The mouth is hidden in the neckline, leaving only a pair of black and wanton eyes.

A black car stopped, the doors opened, and the man sat in the back in a formal suit, with a slightly open neckline as white as snow.

A light smile beckoned to her: "Is it cold?" ”

Jiang Ruan got into the car, and Fu Chi habitually held her hand and covered her in the warm palm.

"Alright, where are we going?" Jiang Ruan obviously didn't care much about the whole network today.

Fu Chi pulled her over, hooked the girl's waist, pinched it gently, and said softly: "I'll go to dinner in a while, go to the detention center first, and see someone." ”

Jiang Ruan nestled in his arms without bones, and nodded lazily: "What person?" ”

"The head of the charity."

"What's it called?"

"Ge Shuming."

Suddenly, Jiang Ruan opened his eyelids slightly, and a dark light flashed in his pupils.

Fu Chi immediately noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Ruan, he lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair shallowly, "What's wrong?" Know? ”

Jiang Ruan quickly returned to normal, and she sneered very lightly, "Forget it." ”

Know, how can you not know, but I haven't met a few times, and people are still afraid of climbing high branches.

Ten minutes away.

Arrived at the Nancheng Detention Center.

Successfully passed a series of procedures.

Eventually, they sat in the meeting room.

"Ask Zhang Zhenke about it?" Jiang Ruan looked sideways at Fu Chi.

The man kept his eyebrows down, playing with her soft fingers very intently, interlocking his fingers from time to time, and he never got tired of it.

"Well, let's see what we can find."

I'm talking.

The door opened.