"Mom, what are you doing here? The old man didn't satisfy you last night? ”

Shen He's ridiculous laughter pulled Wen Liang back from his stunned bewilderment, only to see that Shen He's lips had left her, and he was tilting his head sideways, looking at her with a playful smile on his face.

Wen Liang quickly stabilized the heartbeat that had been disturbed at some point, and regained his composure again. In the next second, Shen He's voice fell into the quiet air with a chuckle, "Or do you find out that it's still good for me, and you want to rebuild the old friendship with me?" ”

Wen Liang looked at him coldly, silent, and sarcastic as he wanted.

Shen He is the master who accepts it when he sees it, stretches out his fingers to rub his warm lips, and his fingertips feel soft and dry to the touch, "How do you feel?" Is it still the original taste? Without waiting for Wen Liang to respond, he raised his eyebrows and continued with a sneer: "If you want to cuckold the old man, I don't care. Say, should you go to open a room now, or make an appointment at another time? ”

Wen Liang wanted to pump him again, but reason restrained her. She coldly waved his hand away, took out a handkerchief from her pocket with an expressionless face, wiped her mouth heavily, and threw it into the paper basket.

Shen He was not annoyed at all, and laughed, "It's quite dirty." Stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips, smacked his side face, looked at Wen Liang again, and a disdainful smile appeared on his handsome face.

Wen Liang didn't show any annoyance, pushed him away indifferently, opened the door of the cubicle and walked out.

Back at the venue, there was only Feng Zishan alone where they were standing before, Wen Liang didn't want to go over, but Feng Zishan had already seen her and smiled at her friendly, she was embarrassed to go over.

Feng Zishan rolled her eyes, her gaze passed behind her, and the smile on her face became more pleasant.

Knowing that it must be Shen He, Wen Liang continued to walk forward calmly.

"Where did you just go? Uncle Shen is looking for you. Feng Zishan smiled and asked Shen He, who walked up to her with Wen Liang's front and back feet.

Shen He picked up a glass of red wine on the table and scratched his lips, "I went to the terrace to smoke a cigarette." ”

"Yes." Feng Zishan smiled, looking at the warmth of her eyes, "I thought you were together." ”

Shen He took a sip of wine, but smiled silently, and his cool face was not shocked.

"Wait a minute, are you alright?" Feng Zishan asked again.

Shen He raised his eyebrows.

Feng Zishan said: "My friend gave me 2 tickets for the musical, let's go see it together." With that, she opened her handbag and took out two tickets from it.

Shen He didn't look at it, raised his wine glass, and shook it gently at the light, "No, I still have something." ”

Feng Zishan shook her hand and raised her head, "What's the matter?" Important? ”

Shen He hooked his lips and didn't speak.

After being silent for 2 seconds, Feng Zishan smiled understandingly, "Okay, next time." Put the ticket back in the handbag, "Can you send me back?" My car was sent for maintenance. ”

"Where's your dad?" Shen He glanced at her.

"He and my mom are going somewhere else."

Shen He thought for a moment, nodded, and took another sip of wine.

Wen Liang was about to find an excuse to walk away, the mobile phone in her pocket happened to ring, it was an unfamiliar number, she went to pick it up, didn't listen to a few words, her face changed suddenly, "I'll come over immediately." ”

Hurriedly glanced at the venue, didn't see Shen Guolian, and didn't have time to look for him again, Wen Liang sent him a message, didn't say hello to Feng Zishan, and left the venue quickly.

"What's wrong, so anxious?" Feng Zishan looked at Wen Liang, who had walked out of the venue, puzzled.

Shen He's eyes also met the door, squinting his eyes shallowly, and licking the corners of his mouth.

When Wen Liang reached the morgue, there was already a cry inside. Chen Qing was lying in the freezer covered with a white cloth, his parents and son hugging his corpse and weeping bitterly.

Wen Liang walked over, she never thought that as soon as the matter was found out, the person concerned committed suicide.

"When?"

Hearing the cool voice, Chen Qing's son raised his head, his young and white face was full of tears, "This afternoon." He wept.

"Didn't you notice anything unusual before the incident?" Wen Liang felt that things couldn't be so coincidental, there must be something strange in it.

Chen Qing's son wiped his tears and shook his head.

"Did you call the police?"

"Why call the police?" Chen Qing's son was puzzled.

Some words are inconvenient to say now, so I can only ask in a roundabout way: "Has anyone come to you in the past few days?" ”

Chen Qing's son thought for a while and shook his head, "No, there is only one person from the developer, and that person has been here a few times before to talk to us about the demolition." ”

"Is there no one else but that man?" Wen Liang was suspicious.

Chen Qing's son nodded, and suddenly asked, "Do you think my dad didn't commit suicide?" ”

Wen Liang groaned for 2 seconds, then turned his eyes to look at Chen Qing, who was already a cold corpse, "I don't know." "She doesn't make assertions without hard evidence.

Chen Qing's son's tears suddenly flashed, "I remember, not long after you left that day, someone came to our house. ”

Wen Liang's eyebrows jumped suddenly, and a face jumped into his mind, "Who?" ”