Ji Bingling was stunned by the movements of her choked hand, and then said like nothing happened: "I just said that I saw that you forgot about me and couldn't get over my face, otherwise why did I take you away." ”

"Oh! So that's the case, Brother Ling. Tong Wan teased him, laughing and only shaking in the bed.

Ji Bingling ignored her bad taste and continued to read her email.

Seeing that she didn't get a response, Tong Yao began to speak again: "Do you know, when I was a child, my mother often said that I wanted to open a studio in Kyoto to collect the best designers in the world. ”

"Your mother was a sensation back then." Ji Bingling only remembered the rumors about Gu Ruyu's eldest apprentice, and the specifics were not very clear, so he didn't know how to tell her.

"Well, yes, I've seen every piece my mom designed, and if she hadn't retired, she would have been a great designer. You know, Mom said that one day she was going to be herself."

Tong Wan finished speaking, and the rest of the words were drowned in her sleep.

Ji Bingling looked at her and shook her head with a smile, walked over to help her cover the quilt, looked at her sleepy eyes, her smooth forehead was exposed to the air, and her cherry mouth opened and closed with her breathing, like a baby in swaddling clothes.

Ji Bingling seemed to be being dragged by something, and the ghost leaned down, and a kiss fell lightly on her forehead, "Hanhan, even if my memory is lost, you are still in my heart, you can recognize it at a glance." ”

He folded the quilt, tiptoed out of the bedroom, and just went out to see Cheng Fan standing at the door waiting for him.

They came to the study together, Ji Bingling sat at the desk, put on glasses, and suddenly seemed to be a different person, ruthless.

Cheng Fan seemed to be accustomed to such a situation, and said calmly: "I found it, the eldest brother is in Nangong's hands." But the goods were not intercepted by his people. ”

"Nangong, why did he suddenly start acting recently?"

"Recently he received a large amount of money from Kyoto." After Cheng Fan finished speaking, he looked up at the person in the seat, and just this glance woke up the nightmare in his memory again.

Ji Bingling smiled evilly and thought of something, "It seems that he really wants to play with me." ”

"Do you want to do it?" Cheng Fan knew who he was talking about, and asked expressionlessly.

Ji Bingling waved his hand: "No, it's not fun to do it now, let him jump for a few more days." He pulled out a stack of materials from the drawer, "Send this to the three of them, and the show begins." ”

"Yes." Cheng Fan was about to leave with the information when he was stopped again.

"Wait, Tong Wan woke up and told her the results of the investigation." Although Tong Wan never asked him if he intercepted the goods, he still wanted to give her an explanation.

"Okay."

The capital at this time

The woman in the high-end club shook the red wine glass in her hand and said lazily: "Didn't you say that it was foolproof?" They're not still alive and well. ”

There was a man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, and when he heard this, he hooked his lips: "Heh, don't worry, they can't come back." ”

The woman drank the wine in the glass and walked out, leaving only one sentence: "It's better to be like this, otherwise you can't afford to blame the boss." ”

After the woman left, the man called: "Hey, if you don't get him again, get me back to the slum." ”