"This is a life-or-death question," Jiang Zhou said immediately.

"I absolutely wouldn't dare!"

Tan Yuchen nodded slowly, "Indeed, it's a waste of talent to entrust such a low-skilled task to the top students from MIT. There are plenty of times when every second counts and there are extremely dangerous situations."

Jiang Zhou's eyes darted around as he heard him say that.

"Old Zhou is going to the Middle East next month and he happens to need a translator who understands religious issues. It would be best if he knew some martial arts. How about I let you fill in?"

Jiang Zhou spoke instantly, his voice strong and clear.

"Third Young Master, I think I can still act. After reflecting on my shortcomings in acting this time, I found that there is still a lot of room for improvement. As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a noble or lowly job. As long as I can stay by your side, it is a good job for me!"

Tan Yuchen glanced at him, too lazy to banter with him.

"He found out?"

Jiang Zhou nodded, forcing himself to be polite.

Tan Yuchen was not surprised at all. He had never intended to hide it from Xu Yanzhi. This guy may look gentle and refined on the outside, but he is a fox with a tail hidden deep inside.

Jiang Zhou added, "The gardener just called to remind the Third Young Master not to forget the guests who are temporarily staying at the manor."

Before going abroad, Tan Yuchen made a detour to Peru. He had actually asked a friend to choose a place for him, but it didn't suit his taste, so he made a special trip there.

I pulled a lot of strings at customs, and they only said it was for temporary care at the manor, but it's been so many days already.

He looked relaxed. "Let him take good care of himself."

"Should we continue investigating the bloodstains and fingerprints?"

Tan Yuchen's eyelids drooped, and he didn't reply.

He was clearly being led by the nose by her. On the surface, she pretended to be trembling with fear and confusion, making him think that catching her with the whip would be a piece of cake. With so much evidence in front of him, she made him careless. In reality, she had already arranged her escape route clearly.

The fingerprints and bloodstains were probably prepared as false evidence the night it happened.

Tan Yuchen gave a soft hum.

You little bastard.

Thinking about all this, he couldn't help but let his thoughts wander. He used his hand as a cushion and leaned back, leisurely savoring the moments he had just experienced in the lounge.

His eyes grew darker and darker.

Jiang Zhou was waiting for his instructions when he saw the man staring at a certain empty space, chuckle softly, and the curve of his lips widening.

Jiang Zhou: ?

"No need for now, just keep looking for people."

Tan Yuchen's smile faded, and he asked, "Where is Tan Yuan?"

Tan Yuan, the elder brother of Tan Jing and Tan Yue, has more than 20 bodyguards abroad year-round and rarely returns to China.

"The plane has just crossed the Americas and is about to enter the country's airspace."

Tan Yuchen grunted, his meaning ambiguous, and said, "Old Zhou has been quite busy lately. If you're not afraid of dying, you can go and tattle on him."

He slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at him with that light, indifferent look, and Jiang Zhou's arm suddenly went cold.

What exactly is he trying to do? Why is he deliberately making trouble for the three Tan brothers? Everyone says you shouldn't pursue a desperate enemy, but Tan Yuchen is almost trying to wipe them out.

"I wouldn't dare."

After treating the wound, the doctor began to bandage the man. Tan Yuchen took his phone and casually patted his shoulder without paying attention to the composition.

Jiang Zhou was standing diagonally behind him. Driven by curiosity, he glanced at him unintentionally and immediately began to doubt his own eyes.

The man appeared completely relaxed, not even frowning, but when he opened WeChat, the message he sent was—

【pain】

*

A soft "ding" sound.

If Meng Jiuyi had even 10% curiosity before opening WeChat, now she's completely indifferent.

"........"

Her eyes rolled upwards, revealing the whites of her eyes.

Then another one popped up.

I can tolerate someone praising me.

Meng Jiuyi didn't reply to anything and simply blocked him.

After she returned from the stone villa, everyone in the dressing room was watching her, whispering among themselves, and it's unclear what kind of rumors spread.

The manager, who had been hurling insults and acting arrogantly, bowed and scraped before her, apologizing for his previous rudeness.

"Miss Meng... no, Miss Meng! I was blind to your greatness before, I hope you won't hold it against me. But you even know our big boss, why are you doing such a hard job in the wind and sun? How about I transfer you to an administrative position?"

Cen Dong received a signal and had already informed his subordinates, without revealing too much, only saying that they were friends.

But they are all opportunists, and naturally know what to do.

Meng Jiuyi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Manager, no need. Didn't you say I was the only candidate for this?"

The manager was almost kneeling down before her, but Meng Jiuyi said, "Don't worry, I'm not familiar with Cen Dong."

Meng Jiuyi went to the cafeteria but didn't see Zhou Ting. When she asked, she learned that VVIP customers would be coming to play ball later, and she had been assigned to clean section D.

"They were just saying that you have quite a bit of contact with the group of friends our boss invited?" Zhou Ting was cleaning the corridor when she glanced at Meng Jiuyi, who was quietly squatting to the side.

Public opinion can be a fearsome thing, but in fact, it's spread even more excessively, with all sorts of nasty words used.

Meng Jiuyi nodded and talked nonsense, "I met Boss Cen's friend when I was selling alcohol at the bar before. He offered to keep me as a mistress, but I didn't agree. He said that if he saw me again, I would definitely not be able to escape."

With that face, Zhou Ting felt it was normal for her to encounter these things, and looked at her intently.

"Young lady, you should be more careful. Don't treat this kind of thing as an honor. If you only have beauty but can't protect yourself, it will only drag you into the abyss."

Meng Jiuyi looked at her profile. Zhou Ting had been doing cleaning-related work for many years, so no one found it strange that she wore a mask. But in that newspaper from many years ago, she was definitely a beauty when she was only seven or eight years old.

What exactly did she go through?

While I was lost in thought, a waiter drove by in a golf cart on the side road. Inside were several sprightly elderly men, some of whom I had seen in the newspaper.

Meng Jiuyi thought to himself that these people must be the new VIPs, when suddenly he heard the sound of a bucket hitting the ground, and water flowed all over the ground.

She turned her head and saw that Zhou Ting's face was mostly covered by a mask, but her eyes held a fear she had never seen before.

"Who...who are they?"

Meng Jiuyi was puzzled. "They're probably the villa's clients. It seems one of them is the chairman of Huake University."

She wasn't sure if Zhou Ting had heard her, because her eyes slowly became vacant, and the silence she once possessed vanished. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and then she began to cry hysterically.

"Sister Zhou...Sister Zhou! What's wrong?"

Meng Jiuyi quickly hugged her, afraid that others would see her like this, and immediately took her to the bathroom.

She was incredibly strong. It took Meng Jiuyi a lot of effort to drag her inside and then lock the bathroom door shut.

Zhou Ting seemed to be caught in a chaotic world, trembling and hiding back like a frightened bird.

"Don't lock me up...don't lock me up...don't send me there!"

"No one will take you there!"

Meng Jiuyi hugged her tightly, "It's me, Sister Zhou! It's me! Open your eyes and look..."

Zhou Ting kept muttering, tears streaming down her face, "Dad, I was wrong! Please don't give me to them, please don't give me to them, they're all beasts... I hate that house... Xi Yue is in so much pain... I don't want to swallow the bottle... Let me go! Let me go!"

Meng Jiuyi's pupils widened silently.

After discovering the strangeness of Chairman Gao taking in his adopted daughter, she had countless guesses, but Zhou Ting's words hit the most despicable one.

Her eyes slowly reddened, and she hugged Zhou Ting tightly.

"It's all in the past... No one can hurt you now."

*

The Xu family residence is located on the top of Fengshan Mountain, covering an area of ​​4,000 square meters, but it has not been tarnished in the slightest despite the fact that the Xu family father and son have lived abroad for a long time.

As they drove from the foot of the mountain to the summit, there were several guard posts. When Wang Ru and the others got out of the car, they were so shocked by the magnificent palace in front of them that their eyes practically popped out of their sockets.

Gao Xianyue did not plan a big celebration for her birthday, but invited friends in the industry and those she had reconnected with after returning to China. If you entered this house, you would not know what kind of stepfather Gao Xianyue had found.

So, a brief encounter with a man in the courtyard would give one a direct sense of the Xu family's social standing.

Xu Yanzhi was dressed in a suit and tie, clearly having just come from a meeting. He doesn't come back often, so Uncle Zhuang usually handles the gift delivery. Today's visit was mainly about some research data.

When Wang Ru and the others met him, Xu Yanzhi nodded slightly, the curve of his lips barely touching the surface.

The group of people were instantly captivated.

Gao Xian Yue was slightly surprised, "Brother Yan Zhi, why are you back?"

"I'm coming back to get some documents, so I can have some fun."

His gaze casually swept over the crowd without lingering on anyone, but the feeling of being respected still made everyone's hearts pound.

Wang Ru didn't come to her senses until the person disappeared at the end of the stairs.

"Xuan Yue, was that man your brother?"

"He's simply..."

handsome.

It's not just the word; the kind of demeanor he exudes is something I've never encountered in the upper class before.

Gao Xian Yue chuckled slightly at their infatuation, a hint of disdain in his expression.

She didn't answer, and began unwrapping the gifts they had given her.

"Don't tell me, let me guess who sent these."

After unpacking several bags and scarves, which Gao Xian Yue usually wouldn't even glance at, she remained completely unmoved, covering her mouth and laughing as she said she really liked them.

She didn't know which one she had opened, but there was a small card next to it. She casually lifted it, and her smile vanished instantly.

It says so.

I know you killed someone.

--

good evening.