Lian Zhenzhen carried a plastic bag and strode home, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw a familiar black luxury car.

Why is Gu Ci here again?

In the past, she only had to go to Jincheng once a week.

When Lian Zhen was really surprised, Gu Ci pushed the car door and came down.

Military leather boots stepped on the fallen leaves, and there was a thin crushing sound when they were worn. The tall figure is as straight and slender as a birch tree, and standing there is a beautiful scenery.

It's just that Gu Ci's expression is solemn, and his mood doesn't look good.

He bowed his head slightly, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Miss Lian, Mr. has encountered something and urgently needs you to enlighten him." ”

"Actually, I'm just a ...... of you who talks cross talk" Lian Zhenzhen muttered a sentence in a low voice, I don't know why, they treat her as a psychiatrist.

As soon as the mysterious man encountered something, he came to her.

She sighed, opened the door and entered the house, turned around and said seriously, "I want overtime pay." ”

Gu Ci was stunned, and after reacting, he nodded with a helpless smile, "No problem." ”

Lian Zhenzhen immediately went back to the room and put on a wig, painted a pockmarked face makeup, and then left with Gu Ci.

Gu Ci saw Lian Zhenzhen's appearance like this, and his expression was subtle.

Her real face is obviously quite delicate, why do she always have to dress herself up so badly?

After getting into the car, Lian Zhenzhen stared at the world outside the glass window, silently in a daze. Thinking of his brother and Jing Shaochen, his thoughts were chaotic.

She rubbed her messy hair and asked Gu Ci, "Gu Ci, what happened to your husband who was unhappy?" ”

"Ahem, sir's depression has recurred, and now he locks himself in his room and does not allow anyone to approach him." Gu Ci's eyes were full of worry, and he spoke in a low tone.

Although this violent terrorist attack did not hurt Feng Yu, it reminded Feng Yu of the past, his emotions were out of control, and no one was allowed to approach, and the queen was helpless.

Gu Ci had no choice but to find Lian Zhenzhen to see if he could appease Feng Yu.

Lian Zhenzhen nodded thoughtfully and didn't ask more.

Three years ago, Gu Ci suddenly found her and gave her a huge sum of money to relieve her boredom by performing for the mysterious person.

She knew that the identity of the mysterious person was not simple, and she kept wearing a mask to show people, and she didn't want to reveal her identity, so she didn't ask much.

Sometimes the more you know, the more disadvantageous it is, and if you can pretend to be stupid, you can pretend to be stupid.

Anyway, she only saw it as a transaction, and the other party was just her customer.

After arriving in Jincheng, Lian Zhenzhen and Gu Ci walked straight to the top.

The surrounding windows were closed, the curtains were tightly closed, and the light was dim.

In the corridor, the bodyguards were dressed in black, with a tense complexion and a low breath, and they were arranged in two rows.

Lian Zhenzhen walked in the middle, slightly uncomfortable, and felt like he was going to meet the boss of the underworld.

"Knock knock......" Gu Ci knocked on the door, but didn't hear the sound, so he said loudly, "Sir, Miss Lian is here." ”

"Let her in."

A slightly hoarse male voice sounded, as if coming from the depths of the chest, muffled, as if he was suppressing something.

The air currents around seemed to fluctuate slightly because of these words.

Lian Zhenzhen pursed his lips and pushed the door in.

There were no lights on in the room, only a little light shining through the cracks. The air is filled with a scent that is fresh and natural.

Lian Zhenzhen saw the man lying on the bed through the gap in the partition wall, with his right hand on his forehead, as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

But the irregular sound of breathing proved that he was in a bad mood and did not fall asleep.

He was very slender, and seemed to be longer than an entire bed.

Lian Zhenzhen coughed lightly and pinched his throat to say hello, "Sir, good evening." ”