you are my white moonlight

Jian Youqing never dreamed that she would come to this place in the middle of the night.

The door of the security room was pushed open from the inside, the light blue uniform was washed white, the light above his head reflected his wrinkled face kindly, and his eyes were fixed on Jian Youqing.

"This wheelchair was used by my leg injury before. I planned to throw it away after the injury was healed, but I didn't expect it to be useful at this time." The person sitting on it was Jian Youqing.

The moon star was sparse, illuminating the narrow stone road, the sound was particularly abrupt in this quiet environment, Jian Youqing tightened her coat.

She was worried about whether she would be followed.

"The surveillance around here is just a decoration, so Miss Jian doesn't have to worry too much."

Jian Youqing: "..."

This section of the road was a bit long, and Jian Youqing felt very boring, and finally stopped in front of the ancient building in the center, and the security guard with gray temples took out the keys arranged into a ring.

The movements are unhurried, always with a gentle smile, and the arc of the corner of the mouth will not drop.

Jian Youqing seemed to be maliciously speculating that this person's identity was definitely more than what he seemed to be.

In the old building, the decoration is still preserved, but the equipment is no different from the modern ones. The electric light is released from the lanterns. The real parlor is behind a wooden cabinet covered by a huge screen.

To be precise, it is an organ.

It was a completely different scene, with the same modern decoration as the current one, and there were two steaming cups of tea in the center of the coffee table in the living room.

"As for Miss Jane's room, you can choose whatever you want, tell me what you need, and I will prepare it for you." Pushing her to the coffee table.

That gesture was undoubtedly an invitation, and Jane thought about it for a few seconds before taking the hot tea on the table.

She smiled, "I'm sorry to trouble you at such a late hour."

"Here will always be Miss Jane's safe haven."

Jian Youqing: "..."

She smiled and did not speak again, her eyes fell on the exquisite porcelain teacup, the water was scalding hot.

Everything here is by no means as simple as it seems.

"Mr. Shao has already woken up at this time, his vitality is seriously injured, and he is now asking his subordinates to start searching, but don't worry, no one will find this place."

The sudden sentence made Jian Youqing inexplicably terrified.

She raised her eyelids, but her eyes were still slightly curved. Jian Youqing frowned, she was burned.

"Slow down. Besides, it's almost time for dinner. I'll go out later and bring the food over." They were all talking about normal topics. Sizing up.

She pretended to be relaxed and asked: "Is Shao Tingchen really so famous? What happened just now has already made the news..."

"He's not on the news."

Jian Youqing's handsome eyebrows were raised slightly, her expression froze for a moment, the other party's smile deepened, and she stepped forward to fill her glass.

"With Mr. Shao's status, if this kind of news gets out, I'm afraid there will be chaos in the world." In a teasing tone.

The following actions were within the normal range, and everything was arranged for her, even ice cubes for cold compresses, and finally a computer was found.

His expression clearly seemed to know something.

However, she just left without saying a word, Jian Youqing randomly picked a room to enter, locked the door, and took out the USB flash drive from her pocket.

Fortunately, she didn't leave these things behind.

Her heartbeat had never been so violent, the screen was full of unsightly images, Jian Youqing was so angry that her lips were trembling, and the sound of knocking on the door came behind her.

"Miss Jian, reporter He has come."