As the old saying goes, Speak of Cao Cao and he will appear.

Fuck fuck fuck!!!

Hua Jian's face flushed red. She had been fantasizing about Bo Lin all night and was now recalling the past.

When Hua Jian suddenly saw the protagonist of the erotic dream, she didn't know what to do.

He said with a dry mouth: "Bo Lin..."

Bo Lin quickly glanced past him and looked at the head of the Purton family: "My people have found some clues. If you are not busy, why not come to my room first?"

The head of the Purton family's eyes moved back and forth over his face and body, his eyes full of interest.

"good."

I don’t know if it was Hua Jian’s illusion, but the head of the Purton family and Bo Lin both looked strange.

The room was very quiet. After reading the document, Pulton looked up at Bo Lin and saw that Bo Lin was staring at his phone, wondering what he was thinking.

His expression paused. Bo Lin looked up at him when he heard the voice and asked, "Master, have you finished reading this?"

"Has President Bo told anyone else about this investigation data?"

"Of course not. I just received it five minutes ago." Bo Lin raised his eyebrows. "The Patriarch had received the news before me? It seems that the Patriarch is also very powerful in China."

The head of the Purton family remained silent.

Since Bo Lin didn't tell Hua Jian, how did Hua Jian know that there was a clue in Minlan District?

That's interesting.

"Your boyfriend seems very nervous," the head of the Purton family looked towards the door with a smile in his eyes.

Because the room was quiet, I could hear some sounds coming from outside the closed door.

Bo Lin was not polite either. He stood up and said calmly, "Since the Patriarch is fine, I won't entertain you any longer. Please."

The head of the Purton family looked a little stunned.

Bo Lin lowered his eyes and didn't look at him.

He didn't move and asked, "I don't know if my suggestion is presumptuous, but could you ask your boyfriend to draw a picture for me?"

Bo Lin frowned slightly: "He is still just a student."

The head of the Purton family explained with a smile: "President Bo is invited to be the lobbyist."

Bo Lin: "He has a good personality. Why not ask him in person? His name is Hua Jian."

The old man was startled and suddenly laughed.

At that time, he and A Chen were both outsiders in Haicheng.

The vegetable seller who knew them always called him 'Ah Chen's man'.

At that time, his Chinese was not very good, so Ah Chen always explained to the vendors with a smile: "It's called Atractylodes!"

...

"Master?"

"Okay, I'll ask Hua Jian myself."

The older he gets, the more he likes to reminisce. He opened the door and Hua Jian's slightly flustered face suddenly appeared in front of him.

His old eyes narrowed slightly.

This beautiful child always gave him a sense of déjà vu.

"Ahem, why is there no sound at all?" Hua Jian stood up straight and looked at Bo Lin with a smile. "My eldest brother and his friends are back from Country F. He said he wants to invite you to dinner when you return to the capital."

"Okay, are you coming back with Xie Zhiyan after he's been discharged from the hospital?"

Hua Jian lowered his eyes to glance at the head of the Purton family and said, "There are some sequelae of the concussion, but it's not a serious problem. Just go home and rest well."

The Pulton family head was moved. Could it be...

[Candy is such a piece of shit. Over a dozen people died in the explosion. If Xie Zhiyan hadn't been so lucky, it would have been more than a concussion.]

[Tsk, this old man is the head of the family. I heard he even helped Kandi and Shu Yao find a lawyer to get bail. He's aiding and abetting the evil. Forget it, just follow me...]

Hua Jian's thoughts were interrupted instantly.

His hand was surrounded by a cool touch like jade, and Bo Lin grabbed his hand.

"The master of the house said he wants you to draw a picture for him."

"Painting?" Hua Jian was surprised. "My paintings are just average. The master has seen too many famous works, so I'm afraid he won't be impressed."

That's rejection.

Bo Lin wasn't surprised, but Patriarch Purton smiled and said, "How could that be? There's no good or bad in art. How about today? It's in the sea area downstairs. I've already told the hotel, so no one can disturb us."

After saying this, the old man strode away.

Hua Jian frowned and asked Bo Lin, "Why is he so angry? Is he having trouble finding the child?"

Bo Lin shook his head.

The door closed behind the head of the Purton family, and he slowly exhaled.

The older he gets, the less emotional he becomes.

Having lived in the treacherous Purton family since childhood, he has learned to hide his emotions, but he did not expect to be provoked by this little thing to become a bit angry.

Of course, the anger did not come from Hua Jian, but from Candy in Country F.

After a few seconds, he calmed down and told the person next to him, "Hand the things over to the B City police."

The bodyguard's expression remained unchanged and he immediately said, "Yes, Master."

Back in the room, the head of the Purton family, sitting by the window, suddenly burst out laughing.

I was actually angered by a little kid.

But where does his familiarity with Hua Jian come from?

His slightly old eyes flashed with sharpness, and then he took the brown paper bag from his hand.

Hua Jian, male, born on November 3, 2006, mother: Hua Yingrou, father: Liu Anping (deceased)

Hua Yingrou, a former painter, met Xie Chengyu at an art exhibition in Haicheng in 2012 and remarried in 2013.

After marriage, Hua Yingrou took care of her husband and children and gave up painting.

On September 1, 2X24, Hua Jian enrolled in the Art Department of Teito University...

It looks flawless.

There are some photos inside, most of which were taken after Hua Yingrou married into the Xie family.

When this child was young, his eyes were timid, not as confident as he is now.

After entering junior high school, Hua Jian wore black-framed glasses, and the head of the Purton family frowned subconsciously when he saw him.

He was covered in dust, his eyes were evasive, his tall body was hunched over all day, and he was inconspicuous.

He put Hua Yingrou's photo and Hua Jian's photo together, and after comparing the mother and son carefully, he could find some similarities.

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