Under the dim desk lamp, the materials from Lu Fanxing's investigation were placed next to the desk.

Ye Jingnian stretched out his hand and scooped up the page with the photo, his slender fingers paused in the light and stayed on the photo, looked at it thoughtfully, and put all the information into the drawer.

"Young master, don't you sleep late at night?" A middle-aged woman walks into the study with a glass of milk in her hand.

"Sister Su, why have I always been suspicious recently, and even the investigation information given to me by Lu Fanxing is suspected to be fake?"

"Young master, don't underestimate the power of the subconscious, I think the young master should be too nervous when the wedding date is approaching."

Ye Jingnian smiled coldly and laughed at himself: "Fear before marriage? Oh, Sister Su, you know better than anyone that getting married is as boring as having a meal for me, so why be nervous? ”

Sister Su smiled and said thoughtfully: "Young Master, seeing that your age is about to reach the time to curse, the subconscious will inevitably move closer to the direction of the prophecy." ”

Ye Jing sighed, "Sister Su, I always feel that I can't see through this woman. Maybe you're right, it's me who has been in a mixed mood lately. ”

"Young master, let it be."

"Sister Su, you said that I married this woman, will it hurt her?"

Sister Su's face changed, it involved the secret of the Ye family, and she didn't dare to say anything.

"Young master, I believe that things are man-made."

Is it man-made? If the course of events will change because of the will of man, then how to explain the tragedy of father and mother, the tragedy of grandfather and grandmother.

Ye Jingnian frowned deeply, and the memories that he hadn't remembered for a long time were now awakened by the appearance of a woman.

Turning on the phone, Ye Jingnian stared at a screencast.

In fact, it was not only Tang Qingyu who took screenshots of video chat pictures in private, but also Ye Jingnian.

Tang Qingyu's screenshot is a precaution, and the photo of Ye Jingnian taking a bath can be used as a weapon to threaten Ye Jingnian. What about Ye Jingnian?

The "Tang Ziyu" in the photo is different from the heavy makeup and glamorous makeup that they met three times in the past, and she has an inexplicable temperament with straight hair, and she looks like this with a different taste. And that look, stubborn with aura.

It is undeniable that such a "Tang Ziyu" made Ye Jingnian feel amazing.

Slender fingers linger over the delete key. In Ye Jingnian's opinion, such photos have no value, and even in retrospect, he doesn't understand why he took a "sneaky" candid photo just now.

But he hesitated to eradicate the photo.

Maybe this woman will turn ugly after cutting her hair, and this screenshot will be taken as a souvenir.

"Young master, the old lady likes this Miss Tang very much, saying that she is kind-hearted and courageous, which is rare in this materialistic society."

Ye Jingnian nodded, when it comes to conversation and moral quality, this woman is above the passing line.

"Young master, the old lady's vision has always been accurate, and there will be no mistakes."

"It doesn't matter if it's wrong or good, as long as grandma likes it. By the way, the weather is going to get cooler, and I want to send some supplements to my grandma on the weekend, so you can help me prepare it. ”

"Okay."

Looking at the back of Sister Su going out, Ye Jingnian's mind suddenly burst into an idea, after marriage, he can let this woman live with his grandmother, which will not affect the solitary life he has become accustomed to, and second, he can take care of his grandmother and make the old lady happy.

Kill two birds with one stone.