Mike placed his pocket computer on the organizing table, and after a quick operation, a message appeared on the screen.

Yicheng, help me find out where Song Ke'er is now?

That man again?

As soon as she turned around, she actually contacted another man.

Jin Zeming's face was gloomy, and his slender fingers pressed a button, blackening Luo Xingchen's mobile phone.

He didn't know who Song Ke'er was, but he didn't want Luo Xingchen to have too much contact with that Han Yicheng.

He first typed out the three words no, then thought about it, and changed it to not easy to check!

Yicheng, when I left the city, she was still in prison and didn't come out. I'm sure this woman who is impersonating me is her.

Staring at the information on the screen, Jin Zeming groaned for a long time and did not react.

Soon, another message came that she used to be my best friend and that she knew a lot about me and our family. It must be her, it must be Fang Yunyun who came to her. What scares me most now is that my mom and brother won't suspect her.

Fang Yunyun's name that appeared on the screen made Jin Zeming's brows furrow even tighter.

No matter what he does to Fang Yunyun, she is SR's mother.

This is enough for him to be ruthless and kill everything.

Why did Fang Yunyun do this? He made up a message and sent it out.

I do not know!

Jin Zeming read the answer and pointed to the computer, "Mike, don't let this mobile phone send any more messages and calls." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency!" Mike operates skillfully.

Upstairs, in the master bedroom.

Luo Xingchen held his mobile phone and walked around the house barefoot, constantly looking for signals.

But the mobile phone is like a dead phone, you can't make calls, you can't send any messages, and you can't even go to the web page.

If she hadn't just sent a message, she would have thought her phone was broken.

She hurried to the terrace, stretching her arms and holding her phone high.

After a while, she reached the corner of the terrace, and for a moment she stood on the rattan chair again.

But to her disappointment, the phone still didn't respond.

She was a little frustrated, but she still hoped that Han Yicheng had already started to help her investigate Song Keer's affairs.

Suddenly, the man's low chuckle was heard in the twilight air.

Luo Xingchen was startled, and his body was crooked and almost fell off the rattan chair.

"Be careful" Jin Zeming didn't even have time to put down the tray, and stepped forward to hug Luo Xingchen's slender waist with one hand.

"What are you doing?" He asked knowingly.

"What the hell do you care about me?" Luo Xingchen put away his phone with a weak heart and put it under the cushion, "I'll come out to blow the wind, can't I?" ”

"I fried the steak and made spaghetti bolognese, try it, do you like it or not?" Jin Zeming squeezed her and sat on a rattan chair with her.

The woman was not happy, "There is a place over there." ”

"It's good here," Jin Zeming cut the steak and fed it to her lips, "My cooking skills are not bad, you are lucky, I don't usually do it." ”

"Who is rare?" Luo Xingchen glared at him and opened his mouth.

The steak is tender and delicious.

When the exquisite taste filled her taste buds, she suddenly felt sadness.

The third young man of the Jin family in the city didn't know how to cook, and later secretly learned to cook because of her.

Later, when she came to country R, she found that his cooking skills had become better and better.

The man cut the steak and fed it piece by piece into her mouth.

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