After he finished speaking, the living room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
After Owen finished speaking, he felt the atmosphere around him was a little subtle. He turned his head a beat late and saw Jin Yanzhou's calm eyes staring at him.
"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Jin Yanzhou: "..."
But Owen seemed to have opened up a new conversation, and continued with the same topic: "Have you made any progress in finding someone?"
Jin Yanzhou did not respond when he heard the voice. Instead, he leaned over and picked up the cigarette box on the table, took out a cigarette, held it between his fingertips, lit it, and put it to his lips.
The smoke blurred the man's outline.
Owen knew at a glance that it would be fruitless.
He tutted and shook his legs. "I wonder if you are mistaken. You have been looking for her for so many years but have found nothing. Maybe your old man didn't lie to you."
Then, a cold sneer sounded in my ears.
...
...
Owen glanced at the man's gloomy profile. Even though he didn't say anything, he knew that the man was denying what he said.
So the old man is really lying?
Owen was at a loss for a moment.
If the old man had cheated on Jin, then he had been looking back and forth in Nanlin for so many years but couldn't find the woman from five years ago. Could it be that he really had to turn Nanlin upside down?
Owen felt that there was no need for the old man to lie about this, and he was still inclined to believe that the woman was dead.
But according to what Jin said before, he had never seen the body. The old man said that he sent someone to deal with it, but he did not disclose the details.
Owen rubbed his head. He was most annoyed by these twists and turns.
He decided not to interfere in the affairs between the grandfather and grandson.
However, Owen still remembered that he lived in the "domestic room", so he coughed lightly and said generously: "Give me a call if you need anything."
Although he didn't have many connections in Nanlin, he could still help with small matters like finding someone to investigate something.
Jin Yanzhou said "hmm" lightly.
Owen glanced at the man, shrugged, stood up, and said he would go up to see Jasmine.
After he left, Jin Yanzhou sat alone on the sofa.
Looking at the foggy sky, the man lowered his eyes to hide the dark currents in his eyes.
Is he really dead?
So why is surveillance being handled in such a secretive way?
After a moment, a low sneer flashed across the quiet living room.
…
At Lanting Yayuan, Chen Shuhe sat at the island counter with a cup of steaming coffee in his hand.
There was a cell phone in the middle of the table, showing that the call was in progress.
She picked up the coffee and took a sip expressionlessly. When she put it down, there was a "bang" sound, and Wen Yu, who was speaking, suddenly stopped talking.
Two seconds later, she gritted her teeth and said angrily, "I didn't expect Pei Jingmo to remove the trending search without caring about anything. Is he ready to throw the jar into the ground?"
A quarter of an hour ago, Wen Yu discovered that several hot searches related to the Pei family disappeared at the same time.
She thought her phone was stuck, but after refreshing it several times she was finally sure that it was gone, and was replaced by a few unpopular entries.
As soon as he saw this situation, Wen Yu realized that it was Pei Jingmo who forced the hot search to be removed.
She immediately contacted someone to ask if it could be restored, but the person on the other end was evasive and perfunctory, and between the lines it revealed that someone had paid a large sum of money to ask the platform to handle it.
Wen Yu was speechless when he saw this. These platforms only care about money and not people. As long as the money is in place, everything is easy to discuss.
Removing a few trending searches is no problem at all.
However, what makes Wen Yu angry is that while public opinion is still fermenting heatedly and netizens are emotional, Pei Jingmo still dares to openly provoke the public.
She thought that the criticism against Pei by netizens would reach its peak because of this, but surprisingly, the account that posted unkind remarks against Pei was quickly blocked.
Everyone was shocked and uneasy upon seeing this. They did not dare to risk speaking anymore and could only make some obscure remarks secretly.
But the effect was achieved. There were no more angry comments from passers-by on topics related to the Pei family and the Pei family.
Wen Yu slammed the table and cursed: "Evil capitalists!"
"Shuhe...why don't I try to find someone to help?"
Wen Yu still felt that she was at a disadvantage in this matter. In order to shoot the video yesterday, Shu He kept silent and was slapped twice by Pei Le Yao. Even she was dumped by Pei Zha Zha.
She thought that this video would make Pei Jingmo behave himself for a few days, but she didn't expect that this guy was so tough!
It's a little difficult to continue operating, but not impossible.
After so many years, she still has some media resources.
After finishing speaking, Wen Yu waited for Shen Shuhe's reply.
After a while, she heard someone say, "No need."
"Ah?" Wen Yu was silent for a moment, "Just... ignore him?"
"Yes, no need to continue." Shen Shuhe replied affirmatively.
Wen Yu pursed his lips and thought for a moment.
Both parties on the call fell silent at the same time. After about two minutes, Wen Yu's voice came from the living room, "Okay, I understand."
After that, she asked again if Shen Shuhe's injury still hurt. After hearing the other party reply that it was fine, Wen Yu hung up the phone.
Putting down her phone, she looked at the computer screen. The trending search page was calm, but twenty minutes ago, it was very lively.
But Wen Yu knew that beneath this calmness, the anger and resentment of netizens were suppressed.
In an instant, she seemed to understand what Shuhe meant.
The fire already exists, so why go against Pei Jingmo? They just need to wait for the right time and give a little help, and then the fire will start, right?
Thinking of this, Wen Yu's tense body relaxed a little, leaned back in the chair, and let out a breath.
On the other side, Shen Shuhe drank the last sip of coffee.
She stared at the smooth tabletop with a hint of coldness in her eyes.
The more powerful the enemy, the more careful you must be in dealing with it.
It is impossible to defeat the enemy with one move. The most satisfying process is to slowly break him down and watch him fall from the clouds.
With his fingertips tapping the table, Shen Shuhe supported his chin and curled his lips and smiled.
After sitting for a while, Shen Shuhe was about to eat something and go back to the room to watch a movie, but when he opened the refrigerator, the phone rang.
She wiped her hands, picked it up and saw that it was Jasmine.
Shen Shuhe quickly picked up: "Jasmine."
The little girl's playful and lively voice came immediately: "Sister Shuhe, are you home?"
"Here I am."
After saying that, she looked at the door the next second, and as if by telepathy, Jasmine's voice rang in her ears: "Then Sister Shuhe, can you open the door? I'm at your door~"
Hearing the voice, Shen Shuhe raised his eyebrows, and then walked towards the door.
Jasmine asked her about her plans for the day last night, and she said she wanted to rest at home. I didn't expect her to come here so early in the morning.
When I opened the door, a soft body pounced on me.
Shen Shuhe was prepared and opened his arms to hug the person.
"Good morning, Sister Shuhe!"
"Morning, Jasmine."
The two of them said good morning to each other as if no one was around, which made Owen feel sad.
He glanced at the hugging figures and let out a soft sigh.
What's so early? It's already noon!
Hearing the voice, Jasmine remembered that there was someone behind her. She turned around and said, "Uncle Owen, thank you for sending me here. Goodbye."
Owen: “?”
"You little girl, you just throw it away after use?" Owen pinched the soft flesh on her cheek and said sinisterly: "Where is your conscience?"
"Oh, I've already said thank you. Besides, don't you still have to go look for those beautiful sisters of yours? I just don't want to delay you."
Owen: “…”
After poking the little clever boy's forehead, Owen's eyes immediately turned to the woman in front of him.
He tilted his head and scanned the person from head to toe, and asked anxiously, "Has Miss Shen always been in Nanlin?"
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