Wen Cheng came and went in a hurry, and refused to send Yan Shiqi. After being sent to the airport by Mu Yi, she stood in the terminal hall, holding the ticket in her hand, her eyes were a little dazed.

She thought that she would do the train back.

The name on the ticket is written in warm orange.

Even her current ID number is good, she knows that these must have been arranged by Qin Baiyu.

After faking her death five years ago, someone gave her a fake identity and even changed her ID number.

That man is really unfathomable, and even her current identity information can be checked......

Wen Cheng stopped and stared for a few seconds, then put on his sunglasses and reached out to wrap his hand around his shoulders, intending to put his jacket and hat on his head.

Her eyebrows and eyes are most similar to Shi Qi's, but if the upper half of her face is blocked, she can't see any clues.

Wen Cheng shook off his hat, feeling a little heavy inexplicably.

She frowned, grabbed the hat behind the collar and reached inside, and then she pinched the contents and spread them out in front of her, and her eyes were stunned.

No wonder I feel that along the way, the neckline always falls back, which is a bit strangled......

In the hood, there was a stack of banknotes stuffed, and a gold card from Licheng Bank.

She didn't know when she was put in, and her eyes were a little hot.

She was short of money, very short, but she would rather suffer from the lack of money, and never bent her waist because of it.

And now, someone gave her money and a gold card, and that person was Yan Shiqi.

This did not embarrass her in any way, because she knew her intentions and thoughtfulness.

On the banknote is a post-it note from the hotel.

Juanxiu's italics were written in small letters: Sister, I brought too much cash, and it is inconvenient to travel, you can help me spend it. Also, the card does not have a password. [smiley]"

Wen Cheng held the post-it note, his fingertips kept tightening, and before he could release his emotions, a WeChat message came from the old mobile phone that had worn out the frame.

Seventeen: Sister, we are sisters, not each other.

Probably worried that Wen Cheng would think too much, Yan Shiqi sent her such a sentence.

yes, sister, that's nice.

……

In the next two days, the crew resumed the normal filming schedule.

Due to the disappearance of Ling Mi, the crew had to be vigilant and temporarily hired a group of security guards to ensure the safety of the scene every day.

Ling Mi left Lucheng in a hurry on the night she was rescued, and the police originally planned to conduct an in-depth investigation into her case, but she herself sternly refused, and pulled Liu Qing to directly withdraw the case.

While everyone was puzzled, they also became suspicious.

Could it be that she has offended someone? Or is there something shady that she is afraid of being investigated by the police?

Knowing everyone's thoughts, Yan Shiqi was sitting at the shooting site reading the script.

Of course, Ling Mi didn't dare to let the police investigate deeply, after all, this matter was really shady.

At the same time, I also heard that the deputy leader of the props team had an accident at home and temporarily quit the work of the props team.

And since the day of the fight, Mu Yi has been protecting her at the scene in every scene of Yan Shiqi, including Xiao Lin and Xiao Yuan, who have also guarded her inch by inch.

After all, the members of their Qin family's security team never imagined that as the daughter of the Licheng Ling family, Ling Mi would actually have crooked thoughts about their wife.

It's unforgivable!

Two days later, at nine o'clock in the evening, Yan Shiqi finished filming.

As soon as she got back to the hotel, she went straight to the executive room.

Although filming is very tiring, no matter when she returns, she can find him in a place where she can see.

He is still very busy, and he always holds company guidance meetings across thousands of rivers and mountains.

Just like at this moment, he is sitting in the executive room, smoking a cigarette and looking at the data report on the computer.

Yan Shiqi walked over quietly, stood behind him, wrapped his hand around his shoulder, bent over his ear, and kissed him, "Fourth brother!"

Tomorrow, they are going to the mountains of Pingsu.

Quiet.