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1533, I will be responsible(1/2)

Yang Yi stood there and looked at Feng Beichen not far away. However, when Feng Beichen looked up, his eyes subconsciously avoided it.

For some reason, Feng Beichen felt that he saw a complicated emotion on Yang Yi's face, cold, angry, unwilling to accept it, but then his thoughts were diverted by Xiao Siluo's arrival.

"Let's go, I won't rehearse today."

When Feng Beichen heard this, he pretended to be sorry.

"Are I disturbing your work here? Or I'll go to the car to wait for you?"

Feng Beichen definitely did it on purpose, Xiao Siluo obviously knew it, glared at him and whispered in his ear.

"If I had known that I shouldn't have told you at noon, a stingy man."

After saying that, Xiao Siluo took a step back and then began to pack up his own things, saying while cleaning up.

"Let's go, Mr. Feng, it's still early today. I want to eat the meal you cook tonight."

When Feng Beichen heard this, he knew that Xiao Siluo was not angry. He directly took the bag from Xiao Siluo and said.

"Okay, what do you want to eat."

“I like everything you do.”

Just a few words, Xiao Siluo straightened Feng Beichen's hair. Feng Beichen hugged Xiao Siluo, and the two walked towards the door. Liu Liu's light bulb followed him not far or near, waiting.

They walked out so far that they could hear the rehearsal room staff talking.

"Teacher Siluo and her husband have a good relationship."

"Of course, you don't know that Mr. Feng often comes to pick up Teacher Siluo from get off work."

"This is the first time I have seen this Mr. Feng. He is much more handsome than in the photo. They are really compatible."

"That's right, look at Mr. Feng's eyes just now, it's so pampered. Oh, when will I find such a husband?"

"Come on, you just have a duck's voice. You can even send the other person away if you act coquettishly."

While the staff were talking about gossip, Yang Yi had already left the rehearsal room silently. He looked at Xiao Siluo and Feng Beichen who were walking away. His eyes were no longer cold, but a sinister cold light appeared, and his fists were tight.

He held it, but then, when he heard the footsteps behind him, he returned to his previous expression and said politely to the staff behind him.

"Thank you all for your hard work."

"Xiao Yang, come on!"

Those staff members are also smart and know that Yang Yi is the most likely among these trainees to stand in the group, so who would not give him a good look?

In the parking lot, Feng Beichen came to pick him up, so Liu Liu and Xiao Siluo left separately.

"Silo, what time will come tomorrow?"

"Be early, start recording at 1:00 pm, and you still need makeup and rehearsal in the morning. Well... I come to pick me up at 7 o'clock, how about?"

"Okay, then I'll leave first, bye."

Afterwards, Liu Liu got into his car, and Xiao Siluo also got into Feng Beichen's car.

"Mr. Feng, are you so unconfident in yourself?"

As soon as she got into the car, Xiao Siluo began to seek punishment. She didn't believe anything Feng Beichen said about work.

Feng Beichen also knew that he could not hide it from Xiao Siluo, so he smiled guiltily, then grabbed Xiao Siluo's hand and said.

"Wife, am I that kind of person? I just want to see how you usually work, really."

Feng Beichen was afraid that Xiao Siluo would not believe it, so he spoke so earnestly. Xiao Siluo rolled his eyes directly, then put his head on Feng Beichen's shoulder and said.

"Mr. Feng, just be jealous. I won't laugh at you. If you talk about work with the opposite sex that day, I will be nervous."

After Xiao Siluo said this, Feng Beichen said directly.

"I don't know. I'm not going to get in touch with the opposite sex at work, and that's never changed."

"I know, but can't you get in touch with the opposite sex now? Don't you have to avoid suspicion like this."

"No, I think it's good now. Let's go home."

After saying that, Feng Beichen drove Xiao Siluo away from the studio.

At noon the next day, at Feng Group, Ji Jinyan found Feng Beichen with the information he had investigated.

"How is it, is there any suspicious identity?"

"Not really."

When Feng Beichen heard this, he frowned and looked at Ji Jinyan and said.

"What does it mean to be none? There is nothing, there is nothing."

Ji Jinyan thought for a moment, then placed the documents directly in front of Feng Beichen and said.

"Boss, you'd better see for yourself. This Yang Yi went to North Korea five years ago and was later selected as a trainee by Huahan Entertainment. However, in recent years, this Yang Yi often disappeared for a month or two, and then every time he went to

When it appears, your face will change a little."

Hearing this, Feng Beichen no longer looked at the documents in his hand. He knew why Yang Yi disappeared frequently. In North Korea, in addition to the developed entertainment industry, another developed industry is the plastic surgery industry. Many people in North Korea even regard plastic surgery as

In the entertainment industry, almost every artist will have more or less touched the face of his or her own coming-of-age ceremony.

At this time, Ji Jinyan pointed to the photo behind the file and said.

"Boss, these are Yang Yi's face changes over the past five years. The last time was before he came back this time, and it disappeared for about half a month."

Speaking of this, Ji Jinyan said again.

"By the way, I looked at the information of this group of trainees, and seven or eight of them had plastic surgery, especially those who had experience in North Korean trainees. Everyone had faced a face."

Feng Beichen breathed a little relieved when he heard this and then asked.

"Nothing else suspicious except these?"

Ji Jinyan shook his head and said.

"It's gone. These people basically have their own brokerage companies, so it's not difficult to investigate. They are all innocent."

Feng Beichen looked at the information in his hand and fell into a brief thought. It seemed that he was thinking too much.

Afterwards, Feng Beichen handed over the information to Ji Jinyan and said.

"Okay, there's nothing else here, go to work."

Afterwards, Ji Jinyan left the office, Feng Beichen sat quietly for a while, then picked up his cell phone and called Jiang Li.

"Hey, boss, have a task?"

During this period, because Xiao Siluo didn't have to work, Feng Beichen gave Jiang Li a leave, and Jiang Li left Kyoto. Feng Beichen was not very clear about where he was now.

"When will you come back?"

Feng Beichen asked directly.

Jiang Li on the other side of the phone hesitated for a moment.

“It’s OK at any time.”

"Okay, then you can go back to Kyoto tomorrow. Siluo has resumed work. I don't believe other people."

Jiang Li on the other end of the phone agreed without any hesitation.

"Okay, I'll book a plane ticket now and go back to Kyoto tomorrow morning."

"Yeah, I'm hanging up."

Feng Beichen hung up the phone, pinched his eyebrows, and didn't know what he was thinking, with a sad look on his face.

At this time, Jiang Li hung up the phone on a prairie in the northwest of China and looked thoughtfully into the distance. But the next second, a decisive look flashed in his eyes, and then turned around and entered the tent behind him.

Jiang Li has been here for more than ten days. She likes it. There are no tall buildings or cars. Looking around, it is an endless grassland, occasionally one or two tents, and wild squids.

During this period, Jiang Li would ride on the grassland every day, eat roasted lamb, drink horse milk wine, sit by the campfire, and think about nothing. This is the most comfortable she has lived in the past 20 years.

Days.

But such days are destined to be forever, and Jiang Li knows that he does not belong here.

The wide grassland gradually enveloped the night sky. Jiang Li entered the tent early today to rest. Next to the door was her luggage she had packed in the afternoon. In fact, there was nothing, just a luggage bag with three or four sets of changing clothes in it.

Just as Jiang Li was about to turn off the lights and go to bed, a dazzling light flashed in the crack of the door, followed by the roar of the car. Jiang Li was stunned for a moment, but turned off the lights and the tent suddenly became pitch black.

After all, it is a tent, and the sound insulation effect is very poor. A loud leather shoe sound is getting closer and closer to the tent. After a while, the door of the tent was pushed open, and a figure flashed by, and then the light of the mobile phone turned the tent.

illuminate.

The man saw that figure, then skillfully turned on the switch beside him, the lights in the tent lit up, Jiang Li sat quietly at the end of the bed, while the man stood at the door.

But the next second, the man's eyes fell on the luggage bag at his feet.

"Are you leaving?"

The man asked, with a hint of anger in his tone. Obviously, he didn't know that Jiang Li was leaving.

Jiang Li's expression was very calm, and she was also a little alienated to the man in front of her.

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. I came here for vacation. Now I'm tired of playing, so it's time to leave."
To be continued...
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