Jing Zeheng's suggestion, he personally thinks it's okay, and the other party, Shen Fanyin, also thinks it's okay.

But Ian, a bystander, thinks he should suggest something different—

"It's inconvenient to take it with you, right? Why don't you put the little girl in my house? It's my mother's birthday in a few days, and the rooms are all packed up."

Ian looked at Shen Fanyin's delicate and weak appearance, and consciously gave an excellent suggestion.

Although the little girl speaks very angrily and runs very fast, but after all, she is a girl, how troublesome is it to be scared and cry when she goes with them?

In a sense, Ian's house is indeed safe, and outside dangers are kept out by his family's elite bodyguards.

But Jing Zeheng didn't waste time weighing the pros and cons at all, and directly refused: "No, don't go."

"Why?"

"You didn't count it yourself?"

Jing Zeheng glanced at him, as if asking: What virtues do you have in your family, don't you know?

How tightly the Ian family defends the outside world, how chaotic their family is inside. Ian's journey from four brothers to the sole seedling in the family is so exciting that outsiders have no way of knowing.

Ian touched his chin and smacked his mouth, "That's right, if something happens at my house, it's even more troublesome."

None of his cousins and cousins were good at it, and if they put this little rabbit among them......

It's human instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, and Ian doesn't want to ask for trouble.

Seeing that he didn't mention this anymore, Jing Zeheng turned to Shen Fanyin: "Fanyin, be obedient, you take your hands off the steering wheel first, and then change seats with Ian."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

Shen Fanyin knew that she was very rusty with driving, but this was by no means the reason why Jing Zeheng disliked her so openly.

It's like the "work experience" in the recruitment requirements, if you don't even give me a job, where can you get the experience?

Shen Fanyin thinks that as long as she drives a few more times, she will definitely overcome this shortcoming, after all, no one is born to drive.

Sensing the child's complaining eyes, Jing Zeheng turned his head and explained to her, "You are still hurt, don't pull the wound."

His eyes were extraordinarily sincere, and his tone was very serious, as if he had thought so.

Shen Fanyin didn't really take this matter to heart, so she casually said "um" and changed the topic: "Brother, where are you going?"

"Go to the lab that Jing Muhan used before," Jing Zeheng took a box of chocolates and handed it to her, "It's a little far, you can rest for a while."

Shen Fanyin didn't sleep well last night, but now she doesn't feel sleepy at all.

She simply opened the chocolate box, and the slightly bitter taste of chocolate filled the car.

Peel one off and put it in your mouth, it is moderately soft and hard, silky and mellow.

The intake of sugar makes my mood better and my thoughts clearer.

Shen Fanyin fiddled with the golden candy paper, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

She liked this brand of chocolate for the first time, but the production of this brand of chocolate is very low, and it is not sold in the market at all. Su Mu still snatched a box from her in vain......

Shen Fanyin was slightly stunned, and a thing that she had forgotten for a long time resurfaced in her mind.

"Brother, wait a minute."

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Imperial City Prison.

The cells here are cramped single rooms one after another, with a single bed of 90 centimeters, a single table and a chair, and a toilet that is not even covered. Other than that, there wasn't even a window.

The prisoners guarded the four walls, and the time was stretched out by boredom and loneliness.

They spend their days and nights, expecting or despairing, to repent of their mistakes.

Jiang Yue sat on the hard bed, staring at the dusty wall with empty eyes.

She couldn't remember how long she had been here, maybe a month, maybe ten days, maybe less. She had not spoken to any of the prisoners, and in her opinion, she was not the same as them.

She can wait for her father to take her out, and she doesn't have to survive a 10-year sentence.

She waited, waiting for the door to her cell to be opened, and the guards came and told her that you could leave.

But as time passed, the voice in her heart shouting "You can't get out again" became louder and louder, torturing her to the point of sleepless night, occasionally falling asleep, and soon being awakened by nightmares.

She wanted to go out, to think about her mother in the hospital bed, to wonder why her father would abandon her so mercilessly.

She thinks a lot, but she doesn't have answers.

"Squeak-"

The sound of the tooth-sore door opening sounded, Jiang Yue was stunned, and slowly turned his head to look at the door.

The tall prison guard stood there expressionless, his tone indifferent and emotionless: "89027, Guest."

Jiang Yue's eyes lit up, she hurriedly got out of bed, and asked with joy, "Is it my father?"

The prison guard didn't answer, just looked at her coldly.

Jiang Yue pursed her lips, didn't say anything more, and honestly followed the prison guard to the reception room.

It was not a visitation day, and there was only one person waiting in the reception room.

Jiang Yue thought that even if the person who came was not her father, he should be a lawyer.

She never expected to see Shen Fanyin here.

She sat by the window, curiously looking out of the window, where the prison playground was, and at the moment there were inmates basking in the sun.

The scorching sun that annoys the freed, but it is the moment of freedom that the prisoners crave every day.

Her expression was flat, and she couldn't tell what she was thinking.

Seeing Shen Fanyin, Jiang Yue just wanted to escape.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shen Fanyin turned his head, his gaze meeting Jiang Yue's flustered gaze.

"Let's talk." Shen Fanyin's voice was not loud, but it was very firm.

Jiang Yue subconsciously stepped back, dodging and not looking at her, as if in this way he could ignore his rapidly aging face and unbearable past in recent days.

Her retreat was blocked by the guards, who opened her mouth and said, "I don't have anything to say to you."

As if he couldn't hear her refusal, the prison guard pushed her, and then raised an extremely unfamiliar smile from Jiang Yue and said to Shen Fanyin, "Miss Shen, you are free."

After that, he closed the door firmly and did not give Jiang Yue room to choose at all.

Shen Fanyin drank milk tea and said to Jiang Yue sincerely, "If you don't finish talking to me about what I want to talk about, you won't be able to leave."

Jiang Yue: "......"

She lowered her eyes and walked to the table where Shen Fanyin was, and sat down opposite her.

Jiang Yue didn't plan to say anything to Shen Fanyin, she was already in prison, what else could Shen Fanyin do to her?

As soon as she made up her mind, she heard Shen Fanyin say, "Don't be afraid, I won't do anything to you, let alone beat you. You don't have to worry, what can I do, a powerless little girl? I can only make your dad and your lawyer unable to do anything."

Jiang Yue's pupils constricted, and she looked up at Shen Fanyin in disbelief.

Shen Fanyin smiled, laughing desperately.

"You, you......" Jiang Yue's breathing was a little short, "I'm already like this, and you still won't let me go?"

"No, I just want to ask you a few questions."

Shen Fanyin took another sip of milk tea, her voice was soft without the slightest deterrent, but the words she said sent chills down her spine, "Speaking of which, does your father really have the ability to rescue you? I might as well tell you that my brother just went to the former Jiang clan for a meeting this morning."

Jiang Yue only felt that the voice in his head shouting "You can't get out anymore" was getting louder and louder.

She clenched the corners of her dress, her nails digging into her palms through the fabric. She looked at Shen Fanyin, her eyes as if she was looking at a demon.

Shen Fanyin put the milk tea cup on the table, stared at her eyes and slowly spoke:

"Earlier this year, you or your father helped steal my blueprints from Xingrui's database, right?"