you are my white moonlight

On the other side, Shao Tingchen tried his best to control himself, so that he could suppress the urge to rush to the villa to question her.

The eyes as deep as mountains are experiencing landslides and ground cracks, and every nerve in his body is screaming and throbbing.

Jian Youqing came to the study smoothly with the tools, looked around and locked the door behind her, acting cautiously and appearing sneaky.

Shao Tingchen hoped to sort out his flustered emotions. It's not that he didn't give her a chance. Under the dim and ambiguous light, he personally asked her what she wanted.

Shao Tingchen, who has always been aloof, the proud son of heaven, has always been offered by others the best, but at that moment, he was willing to offer everything for others.

Even when he knew the news, he was furious, dazzled by murderous intent, and wanted to pinch her slender neck countless times.

But there was a voice in his heart clamoring for him to stop.

These two voices made him toss and turn, unable to sleep at night, and he even prepared for the worst.But the second she took the initiative to kiss him, he still lost all his sanity after all.

Then, this is Shao Tingchen's retribution.

……

The dark black curtains in the study room are drawn high, but the slightly penetrating light is strange.

As soon as Jian Youqing entered the room, she opened the curtains without leaving a single gap, and turned on the brightest light in the room.

This is the first time she can observe the layout of the room so quietly.

Looking around, there are no cameras, and some places where pinhole equipment may be stored are also empty.

This kind of confidential place, if someone hacks in, it will be ruined, so Shao Tingchen remains cautious.

Foot gloves are worn by servants when cleaning the house. Jian Youqing put on gloves, and first searched the house, hoping to find some decorations similar to organs.

For example, behind the bookshelf, will there be a small jewelry exhibition room?

And what she was looking for happened to be inside.

After moving all the movable objects and almost breaking a piece of blue and white porcelain, Jian Youqing couldn't hide her disappointment.

If she couldn't find useful evidence to prove her identity, Jian Youqing really didn't know what to do.

What happened ten years ago was probably a mystery, and it was even more impossible for her to ask Shao Tingchen. Besides, going to the Golden House was undoubtedly a dead end.

Most importantly, she was about to be driven away.

Her life was always extinguished when a glimmer of hope was ignited, and the failures again and again reminded her, Jane Youqing, resign to fate.

Your existence is a mistake, you are just an outcast, everyone you love will leave you...

Without exception.

Shao Tingchen's face appeared in her mind, Jian Youqing was startled by her own thoughts, and shook her head to wake up.

She and Shao Tingchen were just making a deal, which was impossible.

Jian Youqing rummaged through the drawer, even if it was locked, she flipped through the many documents, the eyes of the man in front of the screen were scarlet.

A sharp knife was inserted into his heart, cutting off his flesh bit by bit, gouging out it.

He convinced himself that the last time was just a coincidence, he was trying to figure out a way to deal with Chi Shihui, and there must be room for the situation to turn around.

He smoked a cigarette, coughed violently, and choked his nose.

Jian Youqing's heart sank little by little, cold and desperate, "No, why is there nothing..."

"How could there be no one!" Jian Youqing hurried to pick up the pen holder after she accidentally overturned it.

All her hopes were pinned on the computer in front of her.

The computer was locked, but it was unlocked by the number that flashed in her mind. On the desktop was a group photo of the two of them. Jian Youqing's blood seemed to be drained and she lay limp on the ground.