The autumn night is thick, the string of lights hanging in front of the hot pot restaurant is swaying in the wind, and the shadows falling on the ground are also flickering and dimming.

Wen Cheng's eyes were not instantaneous, and fell between Yan Shiqi's eyebrows, as if he was looking at another self.

She put one hand in her pocket and stroked her forehead with her fingers holding a cigarette, "Are you from Dijing?"

"No, Licheng!" Yan Shiqi answered all questions.

It was probably two similar people who met suddenly, and even though both of them seemed calm and calm, their eyes still revealed each other's confusion and inquiry.

On the side of the street that fell silent again, Yan Shiqi pondered for a moment, and still said the question in his heart: "Are you the Dijing Wen family?"

Although the inquiry was a bit abrupt, she blurted it out anyway.

The surname is Wen, and her eyebrows and eyes are similar, and her height is similar, and then thinking back to Ms. Lian's attitude towards Wen Zhiyuan and her suspicion of Ms. Lian, all kinds of factors combined to weave her guess.

But, what did Wen Cheng say?

She smoked a cigarette and laughed lightly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes, it was very cold and cold.

She said simply: "No. Then, with obvious sarcasm, he added: "I don't have that blessing!"

Wen Cheng's attitude was very weird, she denied it, but Yan Shiqi heard the mockery from her mouth.

If there is no reason with the Wen family, where does this irony come from?

At this time, a few heads poked out of the gate of the hot pot restaurant, and they were a few people who were eating at the same table with Wen Cheng.

"Team, captain, are you done talking, we still have a task!" Xiao Liu asked in a trembling voice at the door.

Wen Cheng turned his head and poked the burned cigarette butt in his hand on the trash bin next to him, "Here it is!"

After the words fell, she looked at Yan Shiqi again, Qing Lingling's eyes were clear, "Leave a call?"

"Good!"

Knowing that she still had something, Yan Shiqi neatly reported her mobile phone number, and after the two exchanged, Wen Cheng asked again: "Can you find WeChat with your mobile phone number?"

"Yes. After Yan Shiqi nodded in response, Wen Cheng took the three men to an old van not far from the street.

She stood there and watched for a long time, until she couldn't see the taillights anymore, and someone tapped her shoulder at the right time.

Looking sideways, I saw Yin Ansa standing beside her with a worried face, "Seventeen, what are you talking about?

The woman looked so much like Seventeen that if she blocked her mouth and nose, she suspected that even she might not be able to tell who they were.

Yan Shiqi smiled at her and shook his head, "It's okay, let's go." ”

......

Sitting back in the nanny car, Yan Shiqi's eyes always looked down at the phone screen.

She just added Wen Cheng's WeChat, and her avatar is very special, it is a pistol against a bird.

And the page of the circle of friends, clean only has a horizontal line, without any content.

Warm orange ......

After sending Yin Ansa back to the Holiday Inn, Mu Yi bypassed a street and arrived at the Qin's Hotel.

When Yan Shiqi got out of the car, her eyes were still misty, and when she stepped into the lobby, she inadvertently raised her eyes and saw the man standing not far from the elevator in front of her, looking at her with one hand in his pocket.

With Mu Yi here, he can always know all his whereabouts accurately.

Yan Shiqi unloaded the emotions in his heart, walked quickly in front of him, his eyes crashed into his deep eyes, and smiled, "Are you waiting for me?"

The man curled the corners of his lips and did not speak, but reached out his fingers and took the leather bag in her hand and pulled her into the elevator.

As the elevator door slowly closed, his gaze fell on her cheek, which was deliberately hiding her emotions, and he sighed slightly and said, "Something on your mind?"