Song Mi was right.

Wen Yanli is indeed a bit troublesome here.

But this matter is also very strange, it stands to reason that the Shen family is to deal with Song Mi, so they made this "elevator door" with great fanfare.

As a result, the reporters seemed to unanimously aim their guns at him, and all morning, there were people squatting under the lawyer's building, and there was a tendency to not stop until he stopped.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, he will also accompany the parties to the court.

It's almost twelve o'clock now.

Pulled down the blinds, walked back to the desk, and was just about to dial the internal line to call the assistant in, when the phone rang first.

Before he put the phone to his ear, Pei Qiuyang's anxious roar came out, "Brother Li, is it true?"

Wen Yanli asked rhetorically, "What?"

"That's it...... You and Mi'er?" Pei Qiuyang had obviously gone through a struggle of ideas.

"The photos are real. Thinking of the explicit text content in the gossip pushes, Wen Yanli couldn't help frowning, "The elevator suddenly stuck, she, lack of oxygen." ”

"Is that Mi'er's body okay?" On the other end of the phone, Pei Qiuyang's hanging heart finally fell back to its original position.

After all, he would never want a man of Wen Yanli's level to be a rival in love! This possibility, thinking about it, made him head two bigger, "Brother Li, then do you have Mi'er's phone number? I want to make a phone call to care about Mi'er!"

"It's what happened the afternoon you met her!" Wen Yanli only said this, and then changed the conversation, "Ah Pei, do me a favor." ”

"Huh?" Pei Qiuyang paused, and hurriedly said, "What's the matter, Brother Li, you just have to speak." ”

After he finished speaking, Pei Qiuyang immediately hung up the phone and said that he would personally pick a few clever people to handle this matter properly.

Wen Yanli asked Pei Qiuyang to help pick up his client, because he was worried that there were also reporters squatting on the court's side.

In fact, Song Mi's number, he has it.

Of course it wasn't given by herself.

But he saw it in Old Man Shen's commissioned materials.

Like Song Mi, he has a talent for numbers. It's just that he can't tell Pei Qiuyang.

I put down my phone and just picked up the receiver when there was a knock at the door.

was repeatedly disturbed what he was about to do, in fact, he was a little unhappy in his heart, "What's the matter?"

When he turned his head, he saw Lu Zhizhi carrying things in both hands, "It's time for lunch!"

Wen Yanli was originally half-leaning on the edge of the table with his legs stretched, which was a more casual and relaxed posture when he was alone.

This Lu Zhizhi walked in directly, and the discomfort made him instantly return to his usual standing posture, "Zihao is not outside?"

"In. In fact, Lu Zhizhi could hear the voice of his words, but she also came in, even if he was unhappy, she could only pretend not to see it, "It's that I don't want to trouble him." ”

Wen Yanli glanced at the bag she was carrying, raised her feet and walked over, "Give it to me!"

"No," Lu Zhizhi smiled lightly and glanced at the direction of the pantry, "You go wash your hands and get ready to eat!"

Because he is busy, he does often solve lunch and even dinner problems in the pantry of the office, but how does Lu Zhizhi know that the housekeeping aunt has taken leave today?

Looking at Lu Zhizhi's back, Wen Yanli suddenly remembered the breath that Song Mi blew into his ear that night, "Should it be...... It was the wine I sent that didn't suit your taste, so it affected your performance!"

The reason why he went to the Grand Hyatt Hotel that day was to send his sister to a dinner party for Lu Zhiyuan.

He was delayed because he was trapped in the elevator, and unexpectedly Lu Zhizhi didn't go over by himself, so the two of them later had dinner together on the top floor of the Grand Hyatt.

If Song Mi also saw him at that time, to be precise, she saw him and Lu Zhizhi, then her so-called rejuvenating wine was sent to Lu Zhizhi's room?

Thinking of this, he completely figured out which one Song Mi was singing outside the bar that night.

This woman is really ......

Lu Zhizhi had already laid out all the food, and after watching him wash his hands for a while, he still pretended to be unintentional and said after hesitation: "It's all the dishes I learned in the cooking class before, and you can give me some advice when you eat it later!"

"Miss Lu," but he didn't expect him to suddenly turn around and call her, his voice and expression were still as cold and detached as ever. However, there was a hint of unusualness, "Next time, if you help me collect something, please tell me." ”