The day I landed in Shanghai.

The sky is clear and cloudless.

A good scene.

Waiting at the carousel where the luggage was picked up, Zhang Yang was also there.

Wen Fucheng had an important work call and was walking behind, a little far away from them.

Zhang Yang scrolled through his circle of friends boredly.

After looking at her for a moment, she saw that Weiyi had posted a photo of her eating hotpot last night.

I silently admired it and crossed over.

Ying Jing suddenly spoke next to him, scaring him so much that he thought his little secret had been discovered.

"Miss Ying, were you talking to me just now?"

"Yeah." The little girl smiled very slyly. If Wen Fucheng was here, he would definitely guess that she wanted to do something bad again. But it happened that when he was not around, Assistant Zhang occasionally acted stupidly. "Brother Zhang, let me ask you.

!Where does Wen Fu Cheng usually put important things?"

Something important?

"Safe."

"Except for the safe."

"Under the bed."

Hey, so down-to-earth!

"Are you sure?"

Zhang Yang shook his head. He was not sure. How could he tell him the boss's matters and important things.

The more you know, the greater the chance of being investigated.

"The secretary is familiar with this matter."

"No! I don't want a secretary. I don't want to know about business matters. I just want to ask him where he keeps the more important things in his life."

Zhang Yang is mainly responsible for Wen Fu Cheng's daily schedule and occasionally does work matters. Generally speaking, he still knows more details about his life.

Zhang Yang was confused by her question.

"Miss Ying wants to know if you can just ask the boss. He will be very happy to tell you."

not necessarily.

Cheng Jin said that he was very protective, and she only saw him accidentally once.

Wen Fucheng returned the treasure as if it were something.

There is something more precious than meeting the occasion, but she won't agree to it.

If you ask directly, he may not be able to tell.

Zhang Yang remembered that among the pile of things that Wen Fu Cheng had moved last time, there was a locked and boxy thing. It looked quite beautiful, but he didn't know if it was the one he was looking for.

After he said that, his perseverance was ignited again in response to the situation.

How did the man who came back from the phone call know that he was being plotted by them?

After seeing off the occasion, Zhang Yang drove Wen Fu Cheng directly back to the company.

When getting out of the car, she gave Assistant Zhang a "you are awesome" look, and happily dragged her suitcase upstairs. Even Wen Fucheng wanted to send her upstairs but was rejected. She usually pressed her hand in her husband's arms and asked.

A person who hums and acts coquettishly for a long time.

Without hesitation, he carried two luggages and ran quickly.

Zhang Yang tried to persuade her to restrain herself but failed.

Wen Fu Cheng is not such an easy person to fool, and he is not so gentle when there are only two people left in the car.

"What did you say to her."

Zhang Yang knew that as long as something passed under the boss's nose, he would definitely be discovered.

"I didn't." He was innocent. "Maybe Mr. Cheng told her something."

However, after coming back from Cheng Jin's place, things started to go wrong.

The pot was thrown far enough and directly onto Cheng Jin from abroad. The woman sneezed. Within three seconds, a shawl appeared on her shoulders.

At her age, the probability of meeting true love is slim.

These people are willing to accompany her because they only see her as rich and generous. And she can get their young bodies.

Both sides get what they need.

She suddenly felt a little tired.

I sent a sum of money to someone and the person was still thinking about it when I left. When I got the check, my eyes lit up.

He said some farewell words that were not sincere at all. Cheng Jin's ears were almost numb when he heard these words.

She asked people to leave quickly.

She was the only one left in the huge office.

Cheng Jin felt that he was a little lonely, or that he had never been lively.

The cell phone lying aside vibrated, and a message popped out, which was sent in response to the situation.

[In response to the situation: Mother-in-law, I was secretly looking through Fu Cheng's safe, and he secretly hid a gold bar. I bit it, and it was not chocolate.]

Cheng Jin's sad mood that had been brewing for a long time was broken by a text message from her.

It doesn't seem so lonely.

At least life is more fun.

[Cheng Jin: Then you have to let him experience the severe beatings of society, confiscate everything from him, and leave nothing behind.]

I was counting gold bars when I received the reply. I glanced at my phone and typed a few words before the reply process was about to continue.

oops!

How many were I counting just now?

After taking a look at the densely packed gold bars in the safe, could this be the treasure Cheng Jin was talking about?

At this moment, she didn't find the locked box Zhang Yang was talking about, but she did find out a lot of her own dark history.

She actually found a small box in the desk cabinet of Wen Fu Cheng's study.

It's not locked, I have some ideas based on the shape.

She originally decided not to open it, feeling a little sorry for her second uncle.

Then I thought about it, just be sorry! She just took a look, just to satisfy her curiosity.

After all, we are all husbands, and there is nothing that cannot be solved in bed.

If so, go to bed one more time.

She opened the small wooden box and took a look inside.

It doesn't matter at this glance, I flipped through a lot of photos and printed screenshots.

It was all during her non-mainstream period in the second grade of middle school, when Ying Jing was chasing after Lu Zishu every day.

Everyone knows the number of ways to chase someone every time.

How much some people like to meet the occasion, some people hate to meet the occasion.

Looking at these photos that look like an illness, I feel heartbroken.

What idiot took the photo to make her look so ugly, with her nostrils pointing upwards.

She was flipping through it with gusto, and didn't even notice that the camera on the bookshelf turned its round head to face her.

A man who was in a meeting received an alarm message on his mobile phone, and the beeping sound attracted the attention of everyone in the room.

Even Zhang Yang glanced at him.

This voice was too familiar to him.

Could it be that I was rummaging through things at home during the occasion and didn’t even think about avoiding the cameras?

Wen Fucheng continued and calmly picked up his phone to read the message.

The whole process was really clearly captured.

Watch her counting the gold bars, biting them with her teeth as she counted them. Then she looked through the past in the study drawer.

Although Wen Fucheng had not set foot in Shanghai before her rebirth, people would often tell him her whereabouts.

There was a time when Lu Zishu was closely pursued by chance, and people in circles as far away as the imperial capital would occasionally talk about how foolish the daughter of the Ying family was, chasing after a poor boy. There were many wealthy families, and the story of the death of his wife's family was caused by the Phoenix Man's final plan when he came to power.

Wen Fucheng was very unhappy when he found out and didn't even want to see those people.

For a while, he was so cruel that no one could continue to report Ying Jing's whereabouts.

In the end, I discovered that it was only myself who was being tortured.

She hasn't discovered his deep affection yet.

Her persistence is only for another person.

Ying Jing knew that she was an asshole, even if it wasn't her intention, she was still an asshole.

So she treated Wen Fu Cheng redoubled and non-stop.

Still not as deep as his affection for himself.

When the occasion arises, he resets everything and pretends he never came.

After doing all this, leave.
Chapter completed!