There are things that a good conscience does not mean that you can say it.

Shen Fanyin replied vaguely, "You still have to ask Sister Wu Ye, she also knows."

Jing Zeheng looked at her crimson cheeks, and probably guessed what kind of plan she had formulated.

He comforted, "If you don't want to say it, I won't ask. Sanskrit, many times being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to yourself, don't think too much."

He has no moral purity, and he is not a living Buddha who repays grievances with virtue.

He knew that she was just like himself.

"I know."

Shen Fanyin raised the corners of her lips and changed the subject: "But brother, I have always had a doubt that I don't understand."

"Huh?" Jing Zeheng leaned back on the sofa and looked at her sideways.

The sun has already gotten off work, and the lights at home are automatically turned on under the control of the intelligent system, and in the warm and pleasing warm lights, she frowned slightly, supported her chin with one hand, and her slender eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings.

"I always thought that I was in someone's way, and the person who hacked me was a colleague," Shen Fanyin said, "but today's ...... He hacked me, but what made me even worse was the jury of the Global Wedding Dress Design Competition."

Shen Fanyin turned his head to look at Jing Zeheng, his bright eyes flashing with confusion.

"Behind the Global Wedding Dress Design Competition is the Designers Association, if you offend them, in case of the East Window incident, he will be the one who can't mix."

Jing Zeheng looked at her, although he wanted to analyze the problem for her, but his mind was still lingering in her smile.

Beauty misleads people.

Jing Zeheng was silent for a moment, took a drink of water to look away, and after a little thought, he said, "I haven't been able to find out where the previous vote came from, and the person who stole your design draft has not been able to find it. Such a cautious approach should not leave such a hidden danger for oneself."

There are subtle traces of these two events, but this little clue is not enough to find the person behind the scenes. Jing Zeheng even suspected that those clues were deliberately left by the other party as a provocation.

"That's what I thought, too." Shen Fanyin frowned slightly, "But I can't think of anyone other than my peers who will target me at any cost."

Jing Zeheng pinched the water cup and suddenly asked, "Wu Ye's estimated public relations cost is 2.7 million?"

"Yes." Shen Fanyin nodded, not asking him why he knew this number, "And Sister Wu Ye said that this is because I am not in the entertainment industry, and the public relations cost is much lower."

Jing Zeheng frowned slightly, and said objectively: "If you follow the standard of public relations resources in the entertainment industry, you will probably add another zero. It's impossible to plan for the lowest price to do such a thing, so—"

"Will anyone use one or two million to discredit you?"

Shen Fanyin looked around, and after looking at the entire living room, his eyes fell on Jing Zeheng: "The people I know who can spend one or two hundred million for me are only you and Uncle Jing at present."

「……」

"So, is that you?"

Shen Fanyin looked at Jing Zeheng with a pair of innocent and helpless big eyes, as if to say: I am not worthy.

She really thinks she's unworthy, who has a problem with her brain, spending so much money to harm her?

And so far, she doesn't see who is in good hands.

Seeing her boring look of contemplation, Jing Zeheng took the matter on his shoulder: "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it yet, leave this matter to me to investigate, you just protect yourself and don't get hurt."

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin sighed lightly and said with emotion, "Actually, I even thank him a little - I have 1.3 million Weibo fans. I don't know if he's trying to get revenge or help the poor."

It is no exaggeration to say that without these few commotions, her Weibo fans would never have risen so fast.

When we meet in the future, she must thank each other well.

Her cheap and obedient appearance made Jing Zeheng want to laugh. He moved his hand over her head, his elbow resting casually on the back of the couch.

Shen Fanyin's hair was very soft, smooth and shiny, wrapped around his fingers, making him reluctant to move it anymore.

She looked sideways at him, crashing into the tenderness in his eyes.

"Brother ......"

There was a "click" and the door slammed.

Grandma put on slippers and entered the door, and at a glance she saw two people on the sofa.

Jing Zeheng's posture almost encircled Shen Fanyin in his arms.

Grandma: "......?"

The posture of these two children does not seem to be quite right.

"Yinyin, come here."

Grandma had eaten dinner, took a bath, and when she was resting on the massage chair, she called Shen Fanyin.

"Hey." Shen Fanyin answered and went to sit down beside her grandmother.

Grandma still has a high school math book in her hand, thinking that she is preparing for tutoring for Aunt Zhang's daughter on the weekend.

She said while sketching in the book: "Yinyin, it's a good thing that you and Zeheng have a good relationship, but you two are not young, and brother and sister should also pay attention to proportions when getting along, so as not to misunderstand."

"Mm-hmm," Shen Fanyin's cheeks burned, "Grandma, don't worry, I understand."

"You'd better understand," Grandma lowered her head slightly, and looked at her through her reading glasses, "Don't say I didn't remind you, Ze Heng is very thoughtful, ten of you are not his opponent, and if you fall in love with such a man, you can't find out if he hides from you to raise three palaces and six courtyards."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Her brother? Three palaces and six courtyards?

No kidding, her brother has the word "male virtue" written in his genes.

She didn't realize that her first reaction was not to clarify her relationship with Jing Zeheng.

"Did you hear that?"

Shen Fanyin came back to his senses and nodded again and again: "I heard, I heard!"

"Look at your soulless look, how do you seem to hear it?" Grandma frowned, curled her fingers and tapped Shen Fanyin's head, "You are a little girl, you have to be reserved, and you have to guard against people......

Shen Fanyin sat on the small bench and listened to the training, nodding obediently with the rhythm of grandma's pause, for fear that grandma would not believe that she was listening carefully.

What she didn't know was that the atmosphere at the door was even more serious than hers.

"Boss, the marketing account that originally sent out the black material was just a studio that took money to do things, and they would take on more than a dozen of them every day for this kind of work."

Cheng Ye frowned slightly and reported: "The relationship between Deputy Director Wu and the owner of this studio is not bad, and I asked what happened-they received the order at noon today, and the cash and money given by the other party were put on the trash can in the back alley of their company, and the place was not monitored, and no one could be found."

"I have an email address, but it's a casual email address, and there is no real-name authentication. The IP address has been checked, and it is the public network of an express hotel."

Jing Zeheng was silent for a moment and asked, "In Ancheng?"

"Yes."

"And ......" Cheng Ye hesitated for a moment and said, "Boss, I have decided to delete a few comments to point out your relationship with Miss."

"Huh?"

Cheng Ye added, "Brother and sister relationship."

He thinks that even if the piles of abuse can be ignored, such a voice that should not be transmitted must not be transmitted.

Sure enough, his self-assertion was tacitly approved by Jing Zeheng.

Jing Zeheng closed his eyes, and one figure after another quickly crossed his mind.

Si Mian?

She had a conflict with the child today, but it was much earlier than before, and it shouldn't have been her.

After a moment, Jing Zeheng opened his eyes.

He suddenly thought of an incident not so long ago, and a person.

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Chapter 186: Beauty Misleads People to Read for Free.