On the way to the suburbs, Shen Fanyin chewed bubble gum and looked at Jing Zeheng with burning eyes.

Jing Zeheng was stared at by her and his mouth was dry, and he wanted to turn the car into the grove next to him.

Shen Fanyin looked at him for a long time, and saw that he still didn't speak, so he could only start by himself: "Brother, when will my mother come back from Haicheng?"

"Say it's three or four days," Jing Zeheng glanced at her, "What's wrong?"

"I went to see my grandmother yesterday, and she's recovering well, so I thought...... Well, didn't I ask you for a marriage before......

Shen Fanyin's face flushed slightly, and seeing that Jing Zeheng's expression was the same, he continued, "I want to go and make a wish, can you help me take care of my grandmother?" I don't have to go to the sanatorium every day, but if something happens, you can help me go there."

When Jing Zeheng listened to the first half of her sentence, his mind had already quickly formulated the itinerary of Haicheng for the two of them.

As a result, the second half of her sentence was like a basin of cold water, extinguishing all his enthusiasm.

He glanced at Shen Fanyin: "Little cub, you want to tell me that it is about my marriage, and I don't have to go when I make a wish?"

Shen Fanyin blinked his eyes and said sincerely, "Brother, you weren't there when you made a wish." After a pause, she added, "More than that."

Jing Zeheng: "......"

Jing Zeheng was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Are you worried that if you go with me, you will be discovered by the elders?"

Shen Fanyin didn't answer, hehe laughed dryly.

Jing Zeheng stared at her: "I'll let Jing Muhan come back, grandma can take care of it if she needs it, you don't have to worry about the elders, I'll take care of it."

Shen Fanyin still wanted to argue, but seeing Jing Zeheng's expression of "I don't go, don't think about leaving", she swallowed her words back silently.

She's not cowardly, she's at her destination.

From a distance, she saw the workers unloading, and in the dust, she could vaguely see the fat factory director respectfully holding an umbrella for Yang Qian.

As soon as Jing Zeheng parked the car in front of the factory, Shen Fanyin jumped out of the car and asked Yang Qian excitedly, "Have you started?" Am I late?"

Yang Qian didn't bother to pay attention to her, rolled his eyes and walked to the factory.

Shen Fanyin had long been accustomed to Yang Qian's broken nature, and turned to look at Su Mu.

Su Mu wilted the moment he saw Jing Zeheng, looked up at the sky, and didn't even dare to look at each other.

If she knew that Jing Zeheng would come to send Shen Fanyin...... Kill her and won't come to join in the fun.

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

Could it be that they didn't wait for themselves to sing a big show?

Or wait for her to pay to watch it?

Jing Zeheng forgot to tell Shen Fanyin about the events of that day, so in the face of Su Mu's abnormal behavior, she only felt that the road ahead was full of pits.

In the end, Jing Zeheng cleared his throat, stepped forward and said to Su Mu, "Thank you for what happened that day, if you need anything in the future, just ask."

Su Mu shivered when he heard Jing Zeheng's voice, and subconsciously hid beside Shen Fanyin.

After she finished listening to Jing Zeheng's words, she dared to poke her head out and look at his face carefully.

Seeing that his expression was the same, and even a little sincere, Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief, pulled the corners of his mouth, and said with a dry smile: "No, it's okay, I'm also distressed Yinyin."

"I know." Jing Zeheng nodded solemnly, "It's her luck to have a friend like you."

"Hey, hey." Su Mu's hanging heart finally let go, and there was more smugness in his eyes when he looked at Shen Fanyin.

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

What are they talking about?

How many big plays did you miss?

She wanted to ask Su Mu, but she had already followed Yang Qian with a pace of 20,000.

Shen Fanyin turned his head to look at Jing Zeheng, and asked without any expectations, "What's wrong with you?"

As she expected, Jing Zeheng said succinctly: "That day, Su Mu thought that I still had nostalgia for other women, so he said a few words to me."

Shen Fanyin: "Oh, that's right."

She couldn't bear it

I rolled my eyes widely.

How can this person talk about the ups and downs of girlfriend love so plainly?

This made it difficult for her to feel a trace of gratitude to Su Mu!

Shen Fanyin stood at the door for a while, and after brewing his feelings for a while, he followed into the door.

As soon as Su Mu saw her, he shook his head repeatedly: "Your legs look quite long, but why are they so useless? You can walk for half a day in a few steps, could it be that you have a heightened insoles?"

Shen Fanyin's girlfriend relationship that had just been brewed disappeared very completely.

She glanced at Su Mu and snorted softly, "You have the face to say that a person who welds high heels to his feet says me?"

Su Mu's breath was sluggish, he stomped on the ground twice with his heels, and turned his head to look at Yang Qian: "Hey, can you start?" It's time for dinner if you don't start again."

Yang Qian rolled his eyes again, didn't speak, just glanced at the factory director, and motioned to him to bring people with his eyes.

Obviously, Yang Qian's mood today is extremely bad, and he doesn't even have the heart to reply.

Shen Fanyin casually dragged a chair and sat down, stretching out her little hand towards Jing Zeheng.

Looking at Bai Nen's palm, Jing Zeheng chuckled and took out a piece of toffee from his pocket and put it in her palm.

Shen Fanyin peeled off the candy paper, and her big round eyes were full of expectation.

Not long after, the factory director came with a woman.

He returned to a few people before he introduced, "Mr. Yang, this is Lin Cai, the accountant in the factory."

Lin Cai looked at the few people in front of him and couldn't help but feel a little nervous. She swallowed her saliva, pulled out a smile, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Yang, do you want to check the accounts?"

"Don't check." Yang Qian looked at her expressionlessly, "Why didn't we see you when we came to the factory five days ago?"

Lin Cai's heart fell, and he hurriedly said the statement that had already been made: "That day, the factory director said that you came to supervise the production of sample clothes, and you caught up with the factory to pay your salary, so I thought it was none of my business, so I went to the bank."

"Then how did anyone see you in Chen?" Yang Qian frowned, looking irritable.

"Huh?" Lin Cai was stunned, "Could that be a mistake?"

Her heart went up and down, and her voice was quiet.

In the past two days, the actions of the Customs Inspection Bureau have been known to the whole network, and of course Lin Cai also knows that she wanted to run away as soon as possible, but who expected, before she contacted a foreign school to transfer her daughter, Yang Qian came to the door.

However, she was not very worried, she did not deposit the money in the bank, and she was not afraid of checking it at all.

"Huh." A low sneer spilled from Yang Qian's lips.

She took out a stack of photos from her bag and threw them on the table, and then she didn't say a word, just looked at Lin Cai coldly.

Lin Cai just glanced at it and froze in place.

In more than a dozen photos, there are her cars in and out of Chen's, her carrying lockboxes home, and her meeting with Chen's executives.

Some are screenshots of surveillance videos, some are photos taken directly, and I don't know where Yang Qian got these things.

Cold sweat slid down Lin Cai's forehead, and she gasped for breath, like a stranded fish.