However, no matter how frightened she was, no matter how unwilling she was to sleep, she still couldn't resist the power of the medicine, and with an indescribable mood, she was once again forcibly brought into a deep sleep by Ling Zihan.

*

Wen Xili walked all the way to the door of the entire Ling company, the only office with the lights still on.

When he stood still in front of Ling Zihan's vice president's office, his expression was still calm, and when he picked up the bank card he was holding in his palm and was about to pry open the office door as he could, there was a "click" and the door was opened.

Ling Zihan's figure in a shirt appeared in front of him.

The air was warm with the air conditioner, the man clutched his cuffs, his hands still stained with water, and the white shirt he wore on his body had stains from spilled food. Seeing Wen Xili, he didn't seem too surprised, and only looked at him helplessly, "Wen Shao, if you call me, I will let you in." ”

Wen Xili replied lightly, "Hmm", and then glanced into his office, "Can I go in?" ”

Ling Zihan blocked the door, looking at Wen Xili's eyes full of helplessness, as if he was some kind of ignorant child.

Wen Xili was really calm, as if he was not the one who trespassed on the "private house", the bank card in his hand flew between his fingers like a butterfly, and he raised his chin slightly, asking him to get out of the way.

Ling Zihan said, "On what grounds did you ask to come in?" ”

Wen Xili said flatly: "I suspect that you kidnapped my wife. Is this reason sufficient? ”

Ling Zihan was speechless, and after a while, he sighed softly, as if he was too lazy to talk to him, and let go of his body.

Wen Xili raised his feet and stepped inside.

Ling Zihan's office, just like his personality, is very elegant and gentle.

The curtains are beige, the floor is covered with smoky gray tiles, and the documents are neatly stacked on the desk, and you can see it at a glance.

It's fake, like a sample room.

Wen Xili swept his gaze over the office, then stopped on the doorknob of the break room. He raised his head and glanced at Ling Zihan.

Ling Zihan spread his hands, "Please." ”

Wen Xili was not polite to him, and walked over and unscrewed the beige door.

A faint smell of medicine came from the air, Wen Xili frowned slightly, I don't know why, this smell made his heart jump slightly.

When the palpitations faded, he picked himself up and swept his gaze towards the small lounge.

The futon on the bed was neatly folded, and there were traces of the food box being overturned on the ground, thinking of the stains on Ling Zihan's body and the dripping water droplets on his hands, it was easy to think that he accidentally knocked over the food when he was eating here. He turned his head and glanced at Ling Zihan, "You didn't eat at night?" ”

The expression on Ling Zihan's face remained unchanged, "I just accidentally knocked over the supper." ”

Wen Xili glanced at the shrimp on the floor that had cooled down, and seemed to smile: "You ate a good supper." ”

Ling Zihan leaned against the door, and seemed to be angry by his words.

He ripped his hair and said, "I know that you are in a hurry when Mr. Jiang is missing, but, Wen Shao, you can't do this, right?" I also admit it when I suspect it, what does it mean to sneak into my company in the middle of the night? If it weren't for the phone alarm to remind me, I wouldn't have been scared to death by you? ”

Wen Xili snorted lightly, with a little mockery on his handsome face, he withdrew his gaze, and walked around the small room nonchalantly, and even spread out the quilt and took a closer look.

"I see you're very bold," he said lazily, "and I don't see how you look scared by me." ”

"I went to the police station today, and I was also reminded." Ling Zihan said, "The police suspect that we kidnapped Mr. Jiang, but I don't think this direction is right." ”

Wen Xili walked out from the side of the bed, noncommittal, he bowed his head, picked out a bottle in the corner, and shook it in front of Ling Zihan: "What is this?" ”

"Hemostatic medicine," Ling Zihan said, "I just went to the pharmacy and bought it." You also know that my face is scratched. ”

Wen Xili lowered his eyes, silently unscrewed the bottle of medicine, poured a little and sniffed lightly on his fingertips.

It's exactly the same smell as the air.

Ling Zihan looked at his movements, and seemed to be becoming more and more helpless, he asked, "Do you want me to take off the gauze and show you?" ”

"No need." Wen Xili placed the medicine bottle on the small table, "Hmm...... I'm just taking a casual look. You don't have to be so nervous. ”

He walked around the room, seemed to find nothing, and walked out of the lounge.

Ling Zihan closed the door casually, and saw Wen Xili leaning against the door not far away, looking at him with a smile.

"I know you're worried about Mr. Jiang's safety," Ling Zihan walked over and stood in front of Wen Xili, "But it's too unreasonable for you to be angry with me." ”

"Anger?"

"Don't you blame me, when I got married, I invited Mr. Jiang, and Mr. Jiang was kidnapped?"

"I'm not such a person who doesn't distinguish between right and wrong." Wen Xili said lightly, "I just think that you are the most suspicious." ”

"Why me?"

"Intuition." Wen Xili looked at him and asked rhetorically, "No?" ”

Ling Zihan held back his anger: "Wen Shao, I also have something important to do, if you have nothing to do, you can help me sort out the documents together." I'd love to welcome you to work with me. ”

Wen Xili glanced at him, retracted his gaze coldly, and leaned over and walked out, "Let's go." ”

That self-styled posture, as if he was the master here.

Ling Zihan pinched his eyebrows, as if he was very troublesome, with a little helplessness.

Wen Xili entered the elevator and pressed the downstairs button.

The lazy expression on his face was gone, only a calm contemplation remained.

When Ling Zihan opened the door before him, he knew that he might not find any clues.

It seems that when he broke the password lock of the elevator, he accidentally touched the alarm and was received by Ling Zihan.

He got off the elevator and walked out of the building with a blank face, into his car parked in the shade of a tree.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Xili lowered his head and looked at what his fingertips had brought down from the upper floor.

It was a small, long, slightly curly, woman's, long hair.

He carried Ling Zihan on his back and picked it up from the pillow.

Wen Xili pursed her lips and stared at the long hair for a long time before putting it in a transparent plastic bag and handing it to the person sitting in the back of the car.

"Go for a test."

He couldn't be sure whose hair it was, after all, Jiang Yingyue's hairstyle was similar to ginger wine.

The man behind him left, and Wincy looked up at the office with the lights on overhead.

He couldn't see a figure, but intuitively, he could feel someone standing by the window, hands in their pockets, looking down at him.

*

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