Through the gauze, he whipped his wound and applied ointment to the purple purple on his back. Mo Xiran's face was filled with pain.

Zhou Yanchen curled up the corners of his lips and comforted her, "It doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt."

"How could it not hurt? Do you say it hurts when it hurts?" Glazed at him, held his uninjured arm, "Get up and go back to the room."

"Okay." He turned to look at her, his phoenix eyes softened.

For the gentleness of this low-eyed look, he was going to put on armor and prepare for battle.

In the bedroom, Meng Xiaoguai slept well. Zhou Yanchen looked at her and was called by Mo Xiran.

It was too late today, so I stopped taking a shower. I wiped it briefly and the two of them lay side by side on the bed.

Zhou Yanchen's arm was injured. Mo Xiran was afraid that he would get the wound, so she did not let him hold him.

I hugged beside him and didn't feel sleepy for a long time.

The room is quiet, with only breathing sounds flowing.

Zhou Yanchen looked sideways and looked at her, "Can't you sleep?"

Mo Xiran blinked his eyes and asked again worriedly: "Achen, does the wound really hurt?"

"Well, it doesn't hurt. It's much better than that time."

He said that at that time, he must have been in Tancheng and was injured that time.

That time was really thrilling.

Think about it, their experiences are comparable to TV series along the way.

All kinds of bloody blood.

"Puchi" laughed, and she looked serious again, "Achen, how are you going to deal with him?"

Zhou Yanchen pursed his lips and did not answer her.

After all, it was her biological father, and he didn't want her to know too much.

...

Zhou Xian became more and more able to enter the hall and enter the kitchen.

This bowl of noodles was cooked well.

Cheng Lin took a bite and his eyes lit up, and then he ate a bowl clean.

He sat opposite her, his eyes softly clung to her, and finally handed her a tissue and a water cup.

Wiping her mouth and drinking water, she touched her stomach with satisfaction.

In front of him, Zhou Xian felt particularly rare.

This night, something suddenly became different.

He was flattered and cherished it.

Cheng Lin took the initiative to ask for washing dishes, and then went to the study with the documents.

She still has some finishing work. If she wants to do it well, she will show it to Zhou Yanchen and the others tomorrow.

Zhou Xian looked at the phone in the living room for a while, and saw that it was already past 11 o'clock, so he got up and came to the study room and knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Pushing open the door, he leaned in, "It's very late, aren't you still sleeping?"

Cheng Lin didn't raise her head and responded, "Now."

After looking at her for a while, he walked in and came to his desk.

There were a bunch of documents and materials scattered on the table. Based on his feelings, he restrained some of them and accidentally discovered something special.

“What is this?”

Cheng Lin looked up and saw that he was holding the Xue family's investigation information in his hand, and subconsciously took it over.

Rake her hair, she whispered, "Nothing."

Zhou Xian was not angry about her defense and said with a smile, "It's very late, go to bed."

Cheng Lin nodded and sorted out the rest.

The two walked out of the study together and parted at the door of the room.

Just as Cheng Lin pushed open the door, he held her wrist, "Lin."

"What?"

"Good night."

"Good night."

"Also, that trading company in TC may be involved in money laundering."

"Ah?" Cheng Lin was surprised and looked at him in disbelief.

Zhou Xian raised his hand and scraped the tip of her nose, "Go to sleep, good night."

tc?

After listening to Zhou Xian's words, Cheng Lin couldn't sleep.

After carefully studying the information about that part of the matter overnight, I really found this suspicious point.

He just took a casual look.

Looking at the door, Cheng Lin bit her lip.

He is very powerful and capable. Now, will he feel a little bit unhappy with talent?

But, she had no choice.

...

Zhou's family.

"That's right! That's it!" Fu Mingrui spotted the information revealed on the document and looked at Cheng Lin with a smile, "Secretary Cheng, you are very awesome! You discovered such a big breakthrough point in one night!"

"It's not me." Cheng Lin frowned slightly and looked at Zhou Yanchen, "It's not what I discovered."

Zhou Yanchen knew it and said to deal with Octavia, "Follow up on this immediately."

"good."

"How is your arm?" Zhou Changlong asked.

Zhou Yanchen said indifferently, "It's okay."

Cheng Lin turned around and went out to get the medicine box, and whispered, "President, I'll change the medicine for you."

"Um."

"Is Jiang Jingtao a desperate person? It's not embarrassing to use such despicable means! Speaking of which, with his IQ, how did he get the Xue family?"

"He must have his own extraordinary qualities. Just keeping a low profile for so many years is not something that ordinary people can do."

"Hmph!" Fu Mingrui snorted coldly and smiled suddenly, "But I said Yan Chen, are you old and your skills are not good anymore, and you are actually injured like this?"

Zhou Yanchen changed the medicine, looked at him, raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Do you want to do two tricks?"

Fu Mingrui curled his lips, "Forget it, you are injured now, don't let others say I'm bullying you."

"You dare not?" Zhou Changlong looked at him and asked with a smile.

Fu Mingrui glared at him and pointed at the tip of his nose, "Changlong, Changlong, I found that you, a child, have learned badly from Yan Chen, and why are you so unruly? Do you know how to respect your elders! I am your elder!"

"Well, respect the elderly and love the young, Changlong, remember, respect the elderly."

"knew."

Fu Mingrui: "..."

He pulled his coat and stood up, and Zhou Yanchen put it on.

“Where to go?”

"See someone."

When I arrived at the appointment, it was a lakeside.

When they were in school, they often came here. There were four people at that time, but now, they can no longer gather four people.

Standing by the lake, the weeping willows occasionally brushing their faces, Zhou Yanchen's back is straight, silently sedivingly in front of him.

Soon, a clear male voice sounded behind him.

"Why do you make an appointment here?"

When he turned around, he saw a man standing tall and slowly approaching.

Shirai Castle curled his lips and looked handsome, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yanchen said indifferently, "It's okay, I just remember that I haven't been here for a long time."
To be continued...