Mu Xin also came over, looked out the window, and tilted his chin towards the supercar. "Here I come."
Chen Nian'an still had some impression of this person. He was quite mysterious. There was no information on WeChat and even the background picture was blurry.
When Mu Xin pushed the person to Chen Nian'an, she sent her father Chen Yuanshan's information to him and asked him to check where the person was now.
However, this person never replied to her, and she didn't know whether he had found out.
While he was lost in thought, the supercar stopped outside the gate of the villa. The bodyguard Mu Xin sent to pick someone up stepped forward and opened the car door. A young man in casual clothes bent over and came out.
His wolf-tail-length hair was waxed and tied back at the back of his head. The man's left finger, wearing a black glove, bent and pushed the thin silver-framed glasses on the tip of his nose.
The lenses reflect blue light in sunlight.
As if sensing something, he suddenly looked up and accurately met the eyes of the two people on the second floor. The man smiled slightly.
Chen Nian'an raised his eyebrows, seeming a little surprised.
She had thought that hackers were all science and engineering guys carrying computers, but it would be more accurate to say that the man in front of her was studying art.
The man followed the bodyguard up to the second floor. Mu Xin pointed at the sofa with her slender fingers and said with a smile: "Sit down."
The bodyguard lowered his head, closed the glass door and retreated.
"Let me introduce you," Mu Xin smiled at the young man who walked to the sofa and sat down. "This is Chen Nian'an."
When recommending WeChat, Mu Xin did not mention the person's name, not because she forgot, but because she did not know what the person's Chinese name was.
"This is..." Mu Xin turned to Chen Nian'an again.
"Hello," the man took over, smiled, and said, "My name is Yang Zhi."
Yang Zhi looked at Chen Nian'an's face and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Xiao Ming cried and shouted about a breakup, drinking and singing like a depressed princess all day, missing someone in every breath. Is this the one he likes?
?
A hint of doubt flashed across Chen Nian'an's eyes, but he kept smiling, his expression unchanged.
Xiao Ming?
Why don’t you talk about Li Hua?
The man's next thought followed,
"But it's no wonder. From an objective point of view, this girl is indeed beautiful. It's no exaggeration to say that she has my brother hooked."
Now Chen Nian'an was really confused. When did she know Yang Zhi's younger brother?
Mu Xin snapped his fingers, and the person outside the door brought over a pot of brewed tea and said, "Pour a cup for Mr. Yang."
"Yes." The servant poured the tea, lowered his head and left.
"Yang Zhi, are you working in Africa now?" Mu Xin broke the silence and exchanged greetings.
"No." Yang Zhi took off his black gloves and put them aside neatly. His exposed fingers were a cold white that had not seen the sun for a long time. He took a sip of tea from his cup and said, "I am in England now."
Neither of them was keen on small talk, so after asking a few casual questions about their recent situation, Mu Xin got straight to the point.
During this time, Yang Zhi kept looking at Chen Nian'an vaguely. Even though his movements were very subtle, they were so frequent that it was unbearable.
Even Mu Xin noticed it.
"By the way," Mu Xin smiled calmly, "Did you find the information you looked up last time?"
"Chen Yuanshan?" Yang Zhi also smiled and did not ask what the relationship between this man and Chen Nian'an was, but it was actually not difficult to guess.
"Here." He took out a USB flash drive from his gray casual shirt, placed it on the large coffee table in the middle, and pushed it towards the two of them.
Chen Nian'an looked at the small USB flash drive without moving. Mu Xin glanced at her worriedly. Chen Nian'an shook her head to indicate that she was fine.
Mu Xin got up, took the computer and opened the USB drive.
The two of them put their heads together and looked intently at the computer screen.
During this time, Yang Zhi took out his mobile phone and swiped to the WeChat chat page.
The above is his brother swiping the screen repeatedly and frantically. It is not difficult to imagine that he must be so anxious that he is running around in circles.
—Did you see it? Did you see it? Did you see it?
——How is it?
Is it her? Is it her?
Yang Zhi twitched his lips helplessly. His younger brother looked so worthless, just like a veteran bootlicker.
Calling him a bootlicker is an understatement. After all, a bootlicker can feel like he is following his master around every day, giving him roses and showing his affection.
However, his brother only had a fleeting glimpse in the bar, and there was only a blurry photo taken secretly.
Oh, even in that photo, Chen Nian'an seemed to be drunk, dizzy and being held by a tall man, with only half of his face exposed.
As soon as he returned to China, he saw that his brother looked like a lost soul, half dead. When he asked him, he found out that it was a coincidence that the person he had a crush on happened to have the same name as his employer.
That’s how we met today.
Yang Zhi sighed and replied.
——In that photo, doesn’t the person have a boyfriend? Can’t you have some self-respect?
Brother: There are divorces after marriage, let alone we are just in a relationship. Besides, can’t I just be friends?
What he didn't know was that Chen Nian'an was not dating a partner, but a husband.
Brother: Just help me. Next time mom urges you to get married, I will be your shield and divert the fire.
Yang Zhi thought about it and wavered between morality and his mother's curse for a long time.
One second.
Finally, I chose the former.
Yang Zhi: Deal, but I'll only help you once.
Brother: OK
Chen Nian'an leaned forward, staring at the computer screen intently. Mu Xin pressed her left hand on the mouse, and the information on the screen scrolled slightly with the movement of her hand.
All of Chen Yuanshan's activities left no trace in the country. He had already smuggled out of the country when the incident happened about a year ago.
Since then, this ID card has never appeared and no such person has been found, but Yang Zhi took a photo of him.
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