He Dongchen looked at the frozen picture on the computer screen and frowned thoughtfully.

It was a video taken on a road near his villa, and it was only two seconds long, and it was even a little blurry.

But this figure is so familiar.

He Dongchen was a little incredulous, and after he was ecstatic, he fell into deep sadness.

If Yin Qianyue is really alive, why didn't he come to him in the first place?

Isn't it because you know that he is married, so you don't want to bother again?

"Boss, I just received news that the lawyers of Mrs. Bai and Mr. Yin are in the process of settling out of court. I heard that Mrs. Bai took out Miss Yin's will......

"Will?"

A light of surprise flashed in He Dongchen's eyes.

Does Yin Qianyue have a will? How did he not know?

"What kind of will?"

"The general content is that if Miss Yin dies due to illness or accident, then all the companies, houses and savings in her name will be taken care of by Mrs. Bai."

He Dongchen's brows furrowed even deeper.

When did Yin Qianyue make her will? He had never heard her mention it.

And......

He Dongchen didn't care who Yin Qianyue gave his property to, but he didn't mention him in his will, which was obviously unreasonable.

「…… The handwriting expert has verified that the signature on the will is indeed the hand of Miss Yin......

"Where is Wen Song now?" He Dongchen interrupted his subordinates.

"I just finished meeting the lawyer, so I'm probably going back to the company now."

"Go get my car over, it'll be parked in front of the office for twenty minutes, I'm going to go out and cancel all my meetings."

"Yes."

He Dongchen sat in his office, trying to calm his thoughts.

He drove alone to find Li Wensong and asked her to meet her in a nearby company's café.

"Find me something, tell me quickly, I'll see the client later." After Li Wensong sat down, he didn't even look at He Dongchen, his eyes were always glued to his mobile phone, as if he was sending a message.

It was the first time He Dongchen was crushed by a woman's aura.

He suddenly remembered the three slaps that Li Wensong slapped on the face, and involuntarily touched his face with his hand.

"What? Still reminiscing about the feeling of being beaten?" Li Wensong finally finished sending the text message, threw the phone on the table, and looked at He Dongchen with a smile.

Seeing through her thoughts, He Dongchen was a little embarrassed.

No one has ever been able to make him so willing to be beaten, and to take the initiative to sue for peace.

He coughed lightly twice and asked in a low voice, "Where is Qianyue?"

Li Wensong snorted lightly, looked away, and beckoned the waiter to order a cup of coffee.

"Mr. He, what about talking nonsense in broad daylight?"

"Wen Song, I know, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I want to see Qianyue and tell me where she is."

"Qianyue is dead." Li Wensong restrained his contemptuous smile and looked at He Dongchen squarely, "Mr. He, you told me that she died."

He Dongchen paused, took out his mobile phone and called up the video screenshot.

Li Wensong just glanced at it.

"What does this blurry photo mean?"

He Dongchen was patient, forcibly suppressed the anxiety and anger in his heart, and said patiently, "Wen Song, if what I did before made you dissatisfied with me...... It doesn't matter, what do you want me to do to get rid of your anger, you say, I will do it 100 percent."

"I just want you to tell me if Qianyue is still alive; Where she is, I really want to see her."

Li Wensong looked at He Dongchen's sincere appearance, a little unbearable, she opened her mouth, and finally swallowed back the words when they came to her mouth.

She promised Yin Qianyue that she would never reveal her whereabouts to He Dongchen.

After all, Ho at this time

Dongchen is already married, even if they meet, what can they do, it is just to add sadness.

Li Wensong settled down and quickly regained his senses.

"Mr. He, I don't know what you're talking about. If you insist that Qianyue is not dead, then check it yourself; If you can't find it, you will die of this heart. If you have something to tell her, then wait until Qingming Chongyang goes to the grave to burn paper."

After that, Li Wensong got up and was about to leave.

He Dongchen's bodyguards immediately stopped Li Wensong one after the other.

"He Dongchen, what do you mean here?"

When Li Wensong turned around, he found that He Dongchen's eyes had changed.

When he looked at her, he was no longer soft and forbearing, but a little more cold and gloomy.

"Do you want to be rough?" Li Wensong felt a little frightened inexplicably, especially when He Dongchen fell silent.

She had already begun to make up a thousand ways that He Dongchen could make her tell the truth.

He Dongchen didn't answer, just watched her silently.

His silence sent chills down Li Wensong's spine.

"Wen Song."

Bai Rifei slowly approached in an electric wheelchair, and the two bodyguards who blocked Li Wensong's way made way out of the way.

"Hitobi, why are you here?" Li Wensong did not relax because of Bai Rifei's appearance, until Bai Rifei held her hand.

The warmth transmitted by his palm made her feel very reassured.

"Have you bought the coffee?" You go back to the office and wait for me, and I'll talk to Dongchen for a while."

Li Wensong's heart was beating wildly, and the corner of her eyes looked at He Dongchen, picked up her coffee and tried to leave.

After receiving He Dongchen's eyes, the two bodyguards did not stop him again.

For He Dongchen, Bai Rifei is his brother who has played since he was a child, and the tacit understanding between them only needs a look to comprehend.

What's more, Bai Rifei lost a leg in order to save him.

His face, He Dongchen must give it.

He Dongchen breathed a long sigh of relief tiredly.

"In the future, can you not ask Wen Song about Qianyue's whereabouts."

"I just want to know if she's still alive."

"If she's alive and you're looking for it, you'll find it. It just takes a little time. Don't be embarrassed, she is innocent."

"I'm sorry, I was really impulsive." He Dongchen apologized for his actions, stared at Bai Rifei, and asked, "However, I think we need a definite answer."

"If you want to find the answer in our husband and wife, then I can answer you for sure, Yin Qianyue, is dead."

He Dongchen's face gradually turned pale.

He had no reason to doubt Bai Rifei, but he couldn't accept this answer.

"Your current identity is Li Xiuyan's husband. I hope you can stay sober and stop doing things that are irrational and hurting others and yourself for the sake of Yin Qianyue."

After Bai Rifei finished speaking, he didn't continue to entangle with He Dongchen, turned his wheelchair and walked towards the door of the café.

At this moment, He Dongchen felt unprecedented loneliness.