According to the information currently available, Jin Dagang is relatively innocent.
"Then those thugs are lying?" Nan Song said this subconsciously. When he raised his head, he saw Luo Junheng's somewhat unhappy expression.
A line of big characters written all over his face: "Where is your brain? Has it been eaten by a dog?"
"..."
An idea flashed through her and her pupils opened slightly.
"It's also possible that neither party is lying, but that they are the thugs led by the real mastermind behind the scenes, making them mistakenly think that their employer is Kim Dae-gang?"
The contempt in Luo Junheng's eyes dissipated slightly, and he had a cold expression on his face that said, "You have regained your IQ."
Nan Song ignored his elder brother's expression and his expression became serious.
"So, the inner ghost still exists and is hidden deep. But if it's not Jin Dagang, who could it be?"
I can't figure it out.
Luo Junheng did not continue to argue with her on this topic, and changed the subject, "Yan Yuan will return to country T in a few days."
"Huh?" Nan Song pulled away from his thoughts just now, with a bit of confusion in his eyes, "Brother Yan is leaving?"
After Luo Junheng said "hmm", she said lightly "oh", "Then tell me in advance and I will go with you to see him off."
The words were spoken calmly, and there was no ups and downs in emotions.
Luo Junheng stared at Nan Song for a long time, then slowly looked away, sighed in his heart, and spread out a new page of rice paper.
Pick up the pen and write down - the falling flowers are intentional, the flowing water is ruthless.
Just call out.
*
Jiang Fan has been ill recently. He took sick leave and did not come to the company. He has accumulated a lot of work that he has not dealt with.
Nan Song had no choice but to wear armor and go into battle, dealing with all kinds of urgent documents and work. He was so busy that he didn't even have time to drink water, and his head was dizzy.
In the evening, Yu Jinwen went to pick up Nan Song after work. As soon as the strong woman Mr. Nan left the company, she took off her high heels and became a little woman. She leaned on her boyfriend's arms like a soft-footed shrimp and wanted to kiss and hug her. Yu Jinwen lifted her up.
When he got into the car, he didn't even want to put her down, so he put her on his lap, hugged her and kissed her again and again.
"Thank you for your hard work, my baby. Can you take you to have a big meal tonight?"
"What kind of feast?" Nan Song's face felt a little hot when he kissed her, and her sleepy eyes lit up when she heard the feast.
Yu Jinwen lightly scratched her nose and said, "You'll know when you get there."
The car drove from the city to the suburbs and stopped outside a house halfway up the mountain. Nan Song had fallen asleep in Yu Jinwen's arms.
The driver opened the door and was about to speak when Yu Jinwen lightly "shushed" him and told him not to disturb Nan Song.
He gently picked up Nan Song from the car, but Nan Song woke up, opened his eyes slightly, rubbed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you here?"
Just such a series of small actions made Yu Jinwen's heart melt, as if his heart was lightly tapped by a small fist.
"Well, we're here." He answered her warmly.
As soon as Nan Song was about to get out of his arms, Yu Jinwen lifted her up and hugged her tighter.
Facing Nan Song's confused eyes, he raised his lips and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "The mountain road is not easy to walk on, so I will carry you in."