In another place, a certain man who was called "a fool of money by Meng Yao" had his slender fingers jumping on the keyboard, and words flowed from his fingertips.

Suddenly, without warning, there was a sneeze.

The man frowned.

There was some darkness in the room.

The light cast from the monitor screen can vaguely see his rough outline.

The cold and indifferent deep dark eyes are obscured by the long and thick eyelashes, the nose is high and straight, the lips are thin but beautifully shaped, and the jawline is straight and soft, extending to the long neck, which has not been submerged into the structured white shirt.

All of the above constitutes a delicate and impeccable side face, but with a strong sense of coldness and distance.

If there is someone who has never met here, you will definitely be extremely curious about what a man with such a perfect face will look like.

Suddenly.

There was a ringtone from inside the black phone that was set aside.

The man stopped typing his beautiful slender hand on the keyboard, picked up his phone, looked at the number, and connected it.

"Here, He Zheng."

Like a gurgling stream flowing through the stone face, it was cold and slightly deep, with a magnetic, but indifferent voice like his eyes.

The man on the other side said: "Hey, I'm Xu Yancheng, you asked the old man of my family to check Luo Yao's information, and it's already done." ”

This person's voice is as pleasant as He Zheng, but the style is completely different, it is lazy and sexy.

"Okay." He Zheng said lightly, "Thank you Uncle Xu for me." ”

The sound of paper clattering across the other side was heard.

After a moment, the other party's voice came, "I watched." Before the age of ten, Luo Yao lived in Hangzhou City, Zhouzhou, her mother died of illness at an early age, her father worked abroad, and her grandmother took care of her, except for these two people, she had no other immediate family members.

But on her 10th birthday, her father died in an accident abroad. When her grandmother heard the bad news, she also died of a heart attack.

Almost overnight, she lost two of her closest relatives and became an orphan...... Later, he was adopted by a distant relative and left the city of Hangzhou......"

He Zheng listened calmly, his eyes down and he was silent.

"Then again, at first glance, she might really be the person you're looking for."

The man on the other side muttered, "If it's really her, then after her father and grandmother died, she left Zhouhang City quickly, and of course you can't find her whereabouts in Zhouhang City." However, she's all dead now, and you can't confirm it......"

"Hmm."

"I'll go, I've said so much, you're going to give a humm?" The man was a little dissatisfied, and said lazily, "The great writer of the true eye, you also cherish words like gold, right?" ”

"Oh."

"It's really ......" the man on the other side raised his voice a little helplessly, "You can't say one more word?" ”

"Okay." He Zheng responded in a cold voice.

“…… Damn, you really need to say one more word. ”

The man was speechless, and then, suddenly, sighed, "I have a phone here, it should be another case." Wait a minute, I'll send the electronic version of Luo Yao's information to your mailbox, and you can study it yourself. ”

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, He Zheng did not immediately put down the phone.

Instead, he lowered his eyes slightly, slid down with his slender fingers, and clicked on WeChat.

The dialogue at the top is "Bitter, bitter".

He Zheng's eyes, which were as black as agate and as deep as a secluded pool, looked at them quietly for a while, and the meaning of the eyes was difficult to understand.

“…… Could it be you? ”