Bo Lin caught a glimpse of the name on the phone and glanced up at Hua Jian.
He thought Hua Jian wouldn't answer.
At least he had just been slapped in the face by his mother, which was such an unpleasant situation.
Hua Jian should not be accepted.
But Hua Jian didn't even pause. He immediately stood up and said, "I have to go out to answer a phone call. Excuse me."
Hua Jian strode to the bathroom and then pressed the answer button.
"Hello?"
"Come to the Xie family, take all your things, and don't come back again."
Hua Jian paused.
He raised his eyelids and looked at the long corridor, feeling sorry for Hua Jian's absence.
"Madam Hua means that you want to sever ties with me from now on?"
"Sever ties? You wish! If I hadn't raised me all these years and spent a lot of money to send you to study art, with your stupid brain, how could you have been admitted to Imperial University?"
"Yes, so I originally wanted to take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life."
Mrs. Hua on the phone seemed stunned for a moment before she sneered: "Just you? To take care of me in my old age? Ha."
Hua Jian exhaled, "None of the Xie family's things belong to me, so I don't want them. You should save more money in the Xie family in the future..."
The beeping sound from the receiver made his words stop abruptly.
After a while, he began to talk to himself.
"Speaking of spending a lot of money on art lessons, I seem to remember a listed training institution whose stock price bottomed out and rebounded."
Hua Jian frowned and thought: "What was the name of that company?"
At this time, the two men went into the bathroom together.
"Have you heard that Janade is going back to the country to hold an art exhibition?"
"Is this true?"
When they saw Hua Jian next to the sink, their eyes immediately flashed with amazement.
"Well, of course it's true, but we have to wait at least half a month."
The man who was speaking was obviously absent-minded. He had only half untied his belt when the handsome man left.
Only then did he let it go with regret.
Hua Jian got some inspiration from the name Janaid.
Sure enough, he found Janaid on the Internet.
This international rising star won an award for a work he created a year ago.
It was this award-winning work that was criticized by an art exhibition group called Liangchen when he returned to China to hold an exhibition.
And Liangchen won.
“You’re really good at giving me money.”
Liangchen’s stocks now seem like they were picked up for free!
Back in the private room, Lu Zexi and Bo Lin both put down their chopsticks.
Hua Jian stood at the door and asked, "We're done eating, shall we go?"
When Bo Lin came out, Hua Jian called out to him, "Bo Lin, I have something I want to discuss with you."
"you say."
Looking at Bo Lin's serious face, Hua Jian swallowed the words back when they were about to come out of her mouth.
"I just wanted to ask if you could give me a ride."
Bo Lin looked at him gravely with his dark eyes: "Are you really okay?"
"No, no."
"I said I would take you there when I came here just now, let's go."
"good."
After returning to the apartment, Hua Jian began to count his belongings. In fact, he only had the money he used to buy a watch and the money he earned from his recent part-time job in his card.
The most valuable thing...
This is the apartment.
When he and Xie Zhiyan were 18 years old, Xie's father gave them each a villa.
But Mrs. Hua refused to let "Hua Jian" accept it.
He said that the Xie family was already very good in raising him, and they must not let him accept such expensive gifts again.
Later, when he was admitted to university, it was Xie's father who once again took the initiative to buy him this apartment near the school.
The next afternoon, Hua Jian received a mortgage of 5 million from the bank.
He then invested all the cash he had into Liangchen's stocks.
"jingle!"
Hua Jian picked up the phone: "Hey, Xue Pan, there should be good news today, right?"
"Really? I'll be right there!"
Xue Pan found Hua Jian's things in a very remote house of Cui Zhao.
“Going into his house really took all my energy!”
"Didn't I give you his fingerprints? Don't worry, I'll pay you."
Hua Jian immediately plugged the black USB drive into the computer. There was only one video on the huge USB drive.
It was a surveillance video, and the time showed that it was 5 years ago.
On a dark night, the young Zhao Kai, also known as Wei Qianlin, was racing on the winding mountain road in Qing Province.
I bumped into a young boy and he fell to the ground.
Wei Qianlin braked his car slightly and then sped away.
The boy stood up and even ran after Wei Qianlin's car for a long distance, but was crushed under the car that appeared behind.
Hua Jian narrowed her eyes slightly, immediately copied the video, and then pulled out the USB drive.
"Cui Zhao won't show up for now, and no one will be found entering his apartment, but you need to be quiet for now. Have you seen Cui Chengming since then?"
Xue Pan sneered. Hua Jian kept telling him that Cui Chengming was his biological father.
Even someone like him who has never believed in free lunch since childhood wants to find a good father as soon as possible so as to get rid of his current life as a servant.
The bright coffee shop, the soft music and laughter, and the rich aroma of coffee all suit the noble young master opposite perfectly.
Xue Pan looked at Hua Jian secretly, and really couldn't understand how Hua Jian could have changed so much in just one or two months.
If he is really Cui Chengming's son, then he and Hua Jian...
"Hey, what are you thinking about? I'm talking to you!"
A casual male voice interrupted Xue Pan's reverie, and he was suddenly startled.
Xue Pan moved his body and looked away: "It's okay, what did you say just now?"
"I told you to follow me for the next two days, maybe you can see Cui Chengming again."
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