I didn't mean it.
Jiang Shuiying followed the male secretary towards the elevator, while Luo Yuwen went into Jiang Shuiying's office with a computer.
As soon as he entered the room, Luo Yuwen saw a huge crimson porcelain vase on the coffee table. In the vase were a bunch of roses, peonies, peonies and other flowers, dotted with some ferns in the middle. The flowers looked so magnificent, just like Jiang Shuiying herself.
Luo Yuwen put the computer on the desk, leaned against the door, and tried to see if he could hear anything.
Outside the office.
Jiang Shuiying's high heels made a clattering sound as she walked to the elevator door. Coincidentally, the elevator opened and an angry man with a scar on his face rushed in. When he saw Jiang Shuiying, he pointed at her nose and cursed.
"Jiang Shuiying, you took all my family's money and didn't even tell me about my brother's funeral!"
"My brother and I have worked so hard for so many years, and it's all ruined in your hands! On what grounds?!"
Yan Ying was about to attack Jiang Shuiying, but Jiang Shuiying dodged to the side, leaving Yan Ying, who was furious, empty-handed. The male secretary beside him stood up and blocked Jiang Shuiying.
Jiang Shuiying noticed that Yan Ying had come alone this time; usually, he was accompanied by many followers. Furthermore, Yan Ying didn't look as spirited as before, but rather looked a bit older. His suit was wrinkled, and the chain on his chest didn't sparkle as before.
Her expression remained normal, and her voice did not change despite Yan Ying's scolding. "Yan Ying, look at what you look like now. You're just like a commoner."
"After all, you're still the vice president. Why can't you just talk it over calmly? Why do you have to throw a tantrum?"
"But with your pitiful shares now, no one will listen even if you say it..."
After hearing what Jiang Shuiying said, Yan Ying laughed in anger and spat on the ground:
"Oh, yes, this building will be converted into a Jiang style in a while!"
Yan Ying looked at the people around him. Everyone's eyes were full of blame and vigilance, as if he was an outsider. Yan Ying snorted coldly from his nose.
"Oh, okay, since my sister-in-law wants to have a good chat with me, then let's talk!"
"Where is your CEO Jiang's office?"
Jiang Shuiying gave the male secretary a look, and the male secretary quickly understood and walked towards Yan Ying quickly, trying to hold him back. Jiang Shuiying took out her phone and sent a message to Luo Yuwen, asking him to hide quickly.
I hope this young man can think faster, Jiang Shuiying thought.
It turned out that Jiang Shuiying was worrying too much. Although the door of her office was well soundproofed, Yan Ying's movements were too loud and were getting closer and closer. Even the dumbest person would know to hide in such a situation.
But the sofa in Jiang Shuiying's office was placed against the wall, leaving no place for Luo Yuwen to hide behind it, and there was no cabinet, and the curtains were translucent gauze curtains.
Luo Yuwen caught a glimpse of Jiang Shuiying's heavy, black boss desk. Without a second thought, he dove under it. In his haste, the pen he had been holding against his chest fell onto the carpet in front of the coffee table. But Yan Ying was already turning the doorknob, so Luo Yuwen had no choice but to retract his leaning body.
It's just a pen though, he won't notice.
Jiang Shuiying's boss desk is very wide and large. The front baffle is floor-to-ceiling, and there are floor-to-ceiling cabinets on both sides, which can hide Luo Yuwen tightly.
But Luo Yuwen was 187cm tall and muscular, so the space was still very cramped for him. He could only lie sideways with his legs bent, curled up in a kind of funny way.
After Yan Ying opened the door, Jiang Shuiying strode in. Seeing that there was no one inside, she breathed a sigh of relief. However, she still frowned slightly at the pen on the coffee table.
So Jiang Shuiying walked up to Yan Ying, started talking, and kicked the pen under the coffee table.
"Yan Ying, I advise you not to push your luck."
Yan Ying looked as if he was in a state of shock and lay down on Jiang Shuiying's sofa, his voice sounding quite rogue.
"Am I pushing my luck? Sister-in-law, didn't you ask me to have a good chat?"
Jiang Shuiying looked around and found nothing unusual, so she asked the male secretary standing by the door to go out first and she could handle it herself.
"But... Madam..."
"It's okay, you go down first."
"yes..."
After the male secretary left, Jiang Shuiying sat down in the boss's chair. Seeing Luo Yuwen under her desk, her expression didn't change much, she just curled her lips slightly.
She leaned her arms on the table, crossed her legs, and pointed her toes at Luo Yuwen's chest.
Luo Yuwen put one hand on the table and the other on the ground, trying to distance himself from Jiang Shuiying.
But the space under the table was so limited that the soles of Jiang Shuiying's red high heels were only a few centimeters away from Luo Yuwen's chest. As long as his breathing rose a little more, he would touch the toes of Jiang Shuiying's shoes.
In front of Luo Yuwen were Jiang Shuiying's fair calves and ankles, as well as her pointed high heels. He closed his eyes and thought about everything in his mind, trying to calm his breathing.
Fortunately, Jiang Shuiying spoke to Yan Ying at this time, diverting Luo Yuwen's attention.
"Second Young Master Yan, how does it feel to be taken to a detention center?"
"You said you were free for so long, and now that such a big supporter is gone, what are you going to do in the future?"
Jiang Shuiying's words actually irritated Yan Ying. He kicked the coffee table away, and the vase on it shook.
"What do you mean!"
Yan Ying strode to the table, slammed his hands on the boss's desk, and said with a ferocious look on his face:
"Do you really think I dare not kill you?"
Jiang Shuiying leaned back, and her raised toes stepped firmly on Luo Yuwen's thick chest. Luo Yuwen's expression suddenly became indescribable, but he had to listen to the conversation between the two. The whole process was very painful.
It was painful, but there was also a...strange feeling. Luo Yuwen felt as if he was having an affair with Jiang Shuiying...
This thought made Luo Yuwen's face turn completely red. He turned his head inward and tried his best to ignore Jiang Shuiying's actions.
Jiang Shuiying remained calm, as if the person under the table did not exist, and his voice was cold.
"Second Young Master Yan has lived a carefree life for most of his life. Every time, there's someone to back you up, yet you act recklessly and disregard the law."
"I am now the largest shareholder of Yan Corporation. If you dare to touch me here, you will never have a chance to turn things around in your life."
"If I can get you in once, I can get you in a second time. Think about it."
After the words fell, Yan Ying was silent for a few seconds, then he raised his hand again and slammed his fist on the table, shouting at Jiang Shuiying:
"Jiang Shuiying! Just wait for me!"
"I'm going to catch you one day!"
After yelling, Yan Ying rushed out of the door, and before leaving, he did not forget to kick the flowerpot beside him a few times.
As Yan Ying's footsteps faded away, the tense atmosphere in the office gradually subsided. Jiang Shuiying also put down her toes, and Luo Yuwen got a moment's respite.
About ten minutes later, the male secretary sent a message to Jiang Shuiying, saying that Yan Ying had gotten into the car and left, and she stood up and gave up her seat.
"Come out, Yan Ying has left."
Luo Yuwencai crawled out from under the table in a rather embarrassed manner, with a flushed face, messy hair and collar, it was hard not to have any thoughts when looking at him.
Jiang Shuiying walked to the sofa, while Luo Yuwen tidied his clothes with his back to her, leaving her with a pair of red ears. This scene made Jiang Shuiying feel like a scumbag who had slept with Luo Yuwen and ran away, and she couldn't help feeling guilty.
She reached out and poured herself a glass of water, then poured another for Luo Yuwen, and handed it to him as he walked forward to pick up the pen.
"Luo Yuwen, are you okay?"
"I just... didn't mean to step on it. This isn't an emergency..."
As Jiang Shuiying spoke, she wanted to reach out and brush off the dust for Luo Yuwen, but was interrupted by Luo Yuwen's action.
Luo Yuwen took the water and drank it all, then put his hands in front of his chest with a look of vigilance on his face.
"I, I'm fine, don't touch me yet."
Jiang Shuiying withdrew her hand awkwardly, and a rare look of embarrassment appeared on her face.
Luo Yuwen avoided Jiang Shuiying's gaze and turned his head to the side:
"You, you just told Yan Ying that someone has been protecting him. What did you mean?"
"Besides Yan Ming, is there anyone else above him?"
"Oh, I'm definitely talking about Yan Ming. You can tell from Yan Ying's expression that he's not a serious person." Jiang Shuiying added:
"He always got into trouble before, and Yan Ming always protected him. Now that Yan Ming is gone, he's naturally panicking."
Jiang Shuiying walked forward and changed the subject, "Okay, when are you planning to go to City A?"
Luo Yuwen lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. "Tomorrow morning, I think Yan Ying will come to see me tonight."
"Do you need me to pick you up at Yan's house, Miss Jiang?"
Hearing this, Jiang Shuiying regained her previous half-smile expression, "Okay, then come pick me up tomorrow morning."
"If Yan Ying comes to you, you should know what to say and what not to say, right, Mr. Detective?"
"After all, we are allies now..."
***
As expected, Luo Yuwen returned to his old, dilapidated apartment, parked his car, and just a few steps up the stairs, a figure rushed in from the corner, trying to clamp him. But the figure's arms and legs were thin, and Luo Yuwen easily backhanded him and pinned him against the wall.
"Ugh! Let me go!"
The two people made so much noise that they alarmed the sensor light in the stairwell. Luo Yuwen saw the people in front of him clearly in the dim light.
It’s Yan Ying.
But Yan Ying's haggard appearance really scared Luo Yuwen. Yan Ying's face was covered with stubble, and his clothes seemed to have not been changed for a long time. He seemed to be a different person from the high-spirited second young master of the Yan family two weeks ago.
But although Yan Ying looked embarrassed, his tone was still strong.
"Luo Yuwen, let me go!"
"It's been two weeks and you haven't found anything! You're such a loser!"
Luo Yuwen was not polite either. He directly put his arm against Yan Ying's neck to force him to shut up. He looked indifferent and said through gritted teeth:
"Stop yelling here. I will do what I promised you, but you have to give me some time!"
"Do you really think your brother's death is easy to investigate? All the evidence points to suicide, yet you keep calling it homicide. It's one thing, but you don't even have any evidence. I can't help you at all."
Luo Yuwen grabbed Yan Ying's collar with such force that Yan Ying looked a little uncomfortable:
"If you want to overturn your brother's case, just behave yourself and don't force me!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Ying laughed out loud, and it was a very exaggerated laugh. His expression was as ferocious as a monster. Luo Yuwen thought he was crazy for a moment.
"Luo Yuwen! Let me tell you, if there's only one person in this world who knows your brother's whereabouts, that person can only be me!"
Luo Yuwen let go of Yan Ying almost instantly, and looked at him with trembling pupils.
Yan Ying straightened his collar and said to Luo Yuwen:
"Remember, you have two weeks!"
After saying that, he walked away, leaving Luo Yuwen alone standing in the stairwell.
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