Prison Marriage

Mo Xiangbei was silent for a while, then shook his head, "Then according to what you say, this clue is useless?"

Tan Jin looked at Mo Xiangbei. She also knew that this clue would not work, but she still wanted to use this letter.

"Do you think the monitoring at that time would be useful?"

Tan Jin pondered for a while, and suddenly thought that no matter where, there should be surveillance.

"You said it's not impossible, but where did you receive this letter? What if there is no monitoring there?"

Tan Jin lowered her head, where did you receive the letter?

"Ah, I remembered, it was in a store, I was eating, and then a little girl gave it to me."

"Shop? What shop?" Mo Xiangbei stood up, obviously he wanted to rush over immediately.

Tan Jin also picked up her bag, "Let's go, I still remember where that store is." The two walked out of the courtyard, and Mo Xiangbei opened the car door. He was very excited when he thought that he would have a clue soon.

In the underground garage of Fengchao Group.

"He Qingmao fell asleep, you called, there should be some proof."

The man next to him took out a stack of photos, "I squatted outside Mo Xiangbei's house for a long time, I thought I couldn't take any pictures, but I didn't expect him to be so careless..."

Fang Qiaoai looked at the photo, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "Hmph, Tan Jin, let me see how you argue this time."

The people around him also laughed, and said, "I really don't understand, since you are with me, why do you still try to bring down Tan Jin?"

Fang Qiaoai cast a glance at the man beside him, and said, "When did we get together? Don't talk nonsense, by the way, no one saw you when you came, right?"

The man shook his head with embarrassment, "I am controlling the surveillance here. I don't want them to see it, so no one can see it."

Fang Qiaoai breathed a sigh of relief, "You're smart. If anyone knows about me and you..."

"Qiao Ai, when will you, with me..."

Fang Qiaoai blocked the face of the man who approached, "Don't worry, when the matter is over, you can do whatever you want. By the way, continue to help me keep an eye on Mo Xiangbei, and your benefits will be indispensable."

The man nodded, "Qiao Ai, no matter how long, I will wait for you."

Fang Qiaoai squeezed out a smile, looked at the man, and nodded.She opened the door and got out of the car quickly.

"It's up to you, the toad wants to eat swan meat." She looked at Da Ben going away, and said disdainfully.

She looked around, straightened her hair, and went straight into the elevator.Thinking that He Qingmao should wake up now, she thought about it and couldn't go back directly.

So she got off the elevator on the first floor, twisted her waist and entered the coffee shop on the first floor, wanting to buy two cups of coffee to take back, so that she could have an explanation with He Qingmao.

She is not very familiar with the people in the company, but the people in the company are very familiar with Miss Fang, who has been the secretary to the president since she first came to the company. No, she heard a lot of gossip before entering the coffee shop.

"Isn't this the president's new secretary?"

"Yeah, yeah... No wonder the president has taken a fancy to her... Tsk tsk"

Fang Qiaoai turned her head abruptly, and the two chatterers walked away immediately. Fang Qiaoai gave them a hard look, "Hmph, when I become the wife of the president, I'll see how you gossip."

After entering the coffee shop, Fang Qiaoai didn't pay much attention to the strange gazes of many people.

"Two cups of coffee without sugar, thank you."

This coffee shop has been on the first floor since the establishment of Fengchao. For decades, it has occupied a good location on the first floor of Fengchao, but it only provides coffee for the employees of the company. The price is naturally not cheap.

Fang Qiaoai waited for a while, "Miss Fang, your coffee."

Fang Qiaoai glanced at the student-looking clerk, why, does everyone know her now?This is the best way, and it paves the stepping stone for myself to become a leader in the future.

"Miss Fang?" Seeing that Fang Qiaoai hadn't moved for a long time, the clerk thought she was in a daze.

"Oh, okay, thank you." Fang Qiaoai smiled politely, twisted her waist and walked out again.

The more she thought about it, the happier she was. Even walking was a little light. The elevator soon reached the 24th floor. Fang Qiaoai walked out and pushed open the door of the office.

Sure enough, He Qingmao had already sat back on his chair. He was processing documents on the computer. When Fang Qiaoai came in, he raised his head.

Fang Qiao smiled and walked forward, "When did you wake up?"

He Qingmao looked at the coffee in her hand, "Not long after you woke up, you must be hungry again."

Fang Qiaoai smiled embarrassedly, "I think you will definitely be thirsty after waking up, so I went to buy two cups, no sugar added, your favorite." Fang Qiaoai walked to He Qingmao and handed the coffee to him. give him.

"You are always so caring. There are too many troubles recently, and there is a banquet tonight, why don't you go with me."

He Qingmao took a sip of coffee, and his brows that were originally tightly furrowed gradually relaxed.

Fang Qiaoai was overjoyed, "Really? But..."

He Qingmao stood up, held Fang Qiaoai's hand, and said, "You don't need to listen to their gossip, I will take care of you."

Fang Qiaoai nodded, "I'll go out and order a dress first."

"Go."

Fang Qiaoai looked at the photo she had just put in her coffee bag, and walked out calmly.She was betting that He Qingmao would be able to clean up the garbage.

She walked to her private office, selected the dress from the computer, and clicked the reservation directly.

The smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, "Tan Jin, don't blame me."

She deliberately waited a little longer before returning to the office. This time, she bet right.

He Qingmao held the photo in his hand, and the coffee bag was crumpled and thrown aside. It seemed that he was right to take advantage of his obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Brother Qingmao...ha..." Fang Qiaoai ran forward and snatched the photo from He Qingmao's hand. She was a little out of breath, "Hey, you, why are you..."

She looked at He Qingmao's face, it had changed from the pleasant face when she just went out to the current flushed face.

"This woman really has no shame..."

He Qingmao's fist slammed into the desk, and the loud sound startled Fang Qiaoai.

"Brother Qingmao, maybe, maybe it's a fake!"

"Where did the photo come from?"

He Qingmao's anger had already made Fang Qiaoai a little scared, she said falteringly: "Just now, when I went down to buy coffee, when I came back, it was on the ground at the door of your office..."

He Qingmao sneered, "Huh, Tan Jin, it seems that there are quite a few people who are against you."

"I, I didn't want to show you. You two have..."

"Okay!" He Qingmao glared out of the window, "The evidence is so strong, what else do you have to defend her?"

Fang Qiaoai lowered her head, a smile spread on the corner of her mouth.

"Tan Jin, this time, I can only blame you for being careless."

Tan Jin and Mo Xiangbei drove to the store. Tan Jin thought happily that the store was still there, but when they got out of the car, they found that the restaurant had already changed its appearance and turned into a clothing store. Tan Jin looked at Mo Xiangbei, and the look of disappointment in his eyes made Mo Xiangbei feel distressed.

Tan Jin looked around, but found no usable camera, "So, is this clue really useless?"

Mo Xiangbei patted Tan Jin on the shoulder and said, "Not necessarily, we can go in and have a look."

Tan Jin followed Mo Xiangbei's footsteps. There were no customers in the clothing store, and the boss was sitting behind the computer watching a drama.Tan Jin stepped forward, not knowing what to say.

The boss raised his head and saw Tan Jin's pretty face and decent attire, obviously knowing that she wasn't here for shopping.

"What's the matter with you?" The boss was a young woman, and she was completely different from the restaurant owner at that time. Tan Jin looked at Mo Xiangbei and shook her head helplessly.

Mo Xiangbei asked politely, "Do you know what this store is?"

The boss nodded, "It used to be a restaurant, but it closed down later, so my husband sold it and renovated it into a clothing store for me."

"That's right, do you know where the owner of this store has gone?"

The woman shook her head, and Tan Jin tugged on Lamo Xiangbei's sleeve, signaling him to forget it.

But Mo Xiangbei didn't intend to stop. He continued to wander around the store, only to find that there were many cameras overhead.

He turned around and asked the store owner, "Where do these cameras come from?"

The boss thought for a while, "This one, it seems, was left in the store."

"So, is there a videotape?"

"Well, I'm afraid not. After we came, this camera has never been used, so it may not be able to help you."

Mo Xiangbei looked at the disappointed Tan Jin, but he had a distinction in his heart, and he pulled Tan Jin out of the clothing store.

When the two got into the car, Tan Jin felt a little sad, "I have no idea what to do."

Mo Xiangbei smiled, "It's easy to have this store. I can ask my confidant to help me find the original owner of this store. He has a relationship with the police station. He should have a connection."

Tan Jin looked at Mo Xiangbei's confident look, "Hey, that's the only way to go."

"It's getting late now, let's go have a meal." Mo Xiangbei said, and started the car, "How about this, let's go to my house to eat, I will let Zhang Ma buy some food, and I will cook, how about it?" ?”

Tan Jin was overjoyed: "I haven't seen you for so many years, I didn't expect you to learn how to cook?"

Mo Xiangbei looked smug, "I must let you have a taste of my craft."

He Qingmao put the photo in his suit pocket, turned to look at Fang Qiaoai, "Let's go, I'll accompany you to get the dress." Fang Qiaoai naturally took He Qingmao's arm, "I I ordered a dress this time, you must like it."

He Qingmao had a gloomy face, and he always had a question in his mind, who could enter and leave Fengchao at will, and put the photo at the door without him noticing.

He looked at Fang Qiao'ai beside him, and the doubts in his heart were like silk threads, tangled together, and he couldn't untangle them no matter what.

But is there a way for him to ask Fang Qiaoai directly, or wait until he checks the monitoring.

Fang Qiaoai and He Qingmao came to a high-end dress customization shop under Fengchao Group, and Fang Qiaoai entered the fitting room.

He Qingmao looked casually, and suddenly a goose yellow one-shoulder evening dress came into his sight.