Eleven a.m.

Four Rings, Lotus Café.

After Yan Shiqi received Wen Cheng's news, he greeted the man and rushed all the way from the hotel to the fourth ring.

This café is located on the third floor of the White Pagoda of the Fourth Ring Road, and outside the large viewing window, it is the eaves of the old imperial capital.

At this moment, Yan Shiqi sat by the window, sometimes looking at the late autumn scenery outside the window, and sometimes glancing at his mobile phone.

A short time later, a slow sound of footsteps came from the wooden staircase.

Yan Shiqi followed the sound and looked at it, and saw that Wen Cheng was still wearing the black clothes, black pants and short boots that he wore last night, and his neat short hair was walking slowly.

A smile flashed in her eyes, and she sat down opposite Wen Cheng.

"Sorry, it's late. "The timbre of Wen Orange is not as soft as Yan Shiqi, with a faint crispness and hoarseness.

Yan Shiqi shook his head, "It's not too late, I just arrived." ”

After speaking, she caught Wen Cheng's side face with a band-aid sticker, "What's wrong with your face?"

Wen Cheng stretched out his slender fingertips and rubbed them twice on his face, pulling the corners of his lower lip, "It's okay, I accidentally scratched the skin yesterday." ”

In the end, she still couldn't find the powder, so she had to cover the wound with a band-aid, and as for the wound at the corner of her mouth, it was still a little pale blue, and she didn't plan to cover it up anymore.

Yan Shiqi looked at her, and inexplicably felt that she had a lot of secrets.

After thinking for a moment, she gathered her mind and pushed the menu to the opposite side of her, Nunu mouthed, "Look, what do you want to drink?"

A few minutes later, Wen Cheng ordered a cup of Americano, and Yan Shiqi was still a caramel macchiato.

She prefers this coffee, which has the sweetness of caramel and the fragrance of coffee.

Probably because they weren't familiar enough, they were a little silent after ordering coffee.

In fact, Yan Shiqi had a lot of questions in her heart, she drank coffee, looked at Wen Cheng through the edge of the cup, and considered how to speak.

"You ......"

"You ......"

At this moment, they just put down their coffee cups, looked at each other for a moment, and opened their mouths at the same time.

After a moment of surprise, he almost said in unison:

"You talk about ...... first"

"You talk about ...... first"

After looking at each other, Yan Shiqi and Wen Cheng both laughed.

This moment of short exchange invisibly shortened the distance between them a lot.

Yan Shiqi held the coffee cup in one hand and looked at Wen Cheng for a moment, "You are the Wen family, right?"

Although this sentence was an inquiring tone, her tone was full of clear statements.

Wen Cheng looked back at her without any different color, and also held the cup with one hand, smiling: "Why do you think I am the Wen family?"

"Intuition!" Yan Shiqi replied crisply.

Wen Cheng raised her eyebrows slightly, met her burning gaze, her eyes were lazy for a while, and responded faintly: "Yes, I am the Wen family!

To be precise, since five years ago, she is no longer a member of the Wen family.

It should be the 'ghost' of the Wen family.

"Can you tell me what's going on?"

Yan Shiqi saw many complex emotions through her dark eyes, especially her obscure and ridiculous expression, which showed that things were not simple.

As soon as the words fell, there was a very noisy and messy footsteps from downstairs of the café.

It sounds like there are a lot of people.

Their conversation was interrupted, and they turned their heads to see four or five men in police uniforms rushing in at the entrance of the third staircase......