Bait

The man who received the text message read every word and erased it.

The servant entered the study, after the snowstorm, the sun was shining brightly outside.

The inside of the house was very dark, and only a shadow of a person could be seen in front of the window.

"Sir, don't you draw the curtain?"

Sister Fen wanted to pull away, but was stopped by Chen Zheng, "Is the boss back yet?"

She stopped, "I've contacted the eldest son, he won't be able to get away soon."

Chen Zheng unscrewed the refreshing oil, applied it on his fingertips, and tapped his temples, "You pass on my exact words, but if he doesn't reply, I'll go to Tianfu No. 1 myself. The situation is out of control, no wonder I'm there."

Sister Fen was stunned, "Didn't the eldest son live in the Chen Mansion, Tianfu No. 1?"

He snorted coldly, "Chen Yuan is promising, and he hid his surname Qiao for nine years."

He slammed the phone down, and the case shattered.

Yang Ji's text message was—Miss Qiao was resurrected, and the eldest son's old love is not over.

Chen Zheng 1 did not believe that she had no roots in a foreign country, but she escaped the hunt of the black dog known as "the top killer in Southeast Asia", and she has survived to this day safe and sound.

Obviously, there are ghosts in it.

Qiao Hanrun's family background is mediocre, he has no background, and his temperament is not smart. He has the ability to escape from the Chen family's net, if it is not Chen Yuan's escort, who will it be.

The eldest son, who has always been honest and steady, played a golden cicada to escape the shell under his nose, Chen Zheng simply did not expect it.

"Miss Qiao is not dead?" Sister Fen was also dumbfounded, "Then Miss Shen..."

Chen Zheng's expression was gloomy.

Misfortune is diverted to the east, and the tiger is transferred away from the mountain.

The Chen family really only cared about Shen Zhen, but ignored other women.

Chen Zheng had never seen Chen Yuan knelt down to beg for mercy because of a woman's life and death.

Apart from Qiao Hanrun, there is Shen Zhen.

Careful thinking, not like fake.

"The wife of the branch." Chen Zheng nibbled on the ashes from the pipe pot and filled it with new shredded tobacco. "Use her to put pressure on the second child to hand over the one surnamed Qiao."

Sister Fen sighed and exited the study.

He copied the cigarette pouch in one hand, and dialed Heiji's number with the other, "Where are you?"

"According to your instructions, follow Miss Shen day and night." The receiver was quiet and there was an echo, as if in an underground garage. "Miss Shen came out of the hospital with a package."

Chen Zheng took a puff of cigarette, "You tell your subordinates to watch her, and you withdraw."

The black chicken understood what he meant, "You order."

"Go to Tianfu No. 1, stare at Qiao Hanrun, and tie her up if there is a chance."

He hung up, frowning.

Only when the second child loses power, the eldest will reveal his true colors.

With no rivals, the long house dominated the family, and as the sole heir, he was unscrupulous and disobedient.

On the other side of the west courtyard, Jiang Rong was furious in the Buddhist hall when she learned that Qiao Hanrun was alive.

"Chen Yuan is confused again! Folding it in her hands once is not enough, do you need a second time?"

Sister Fen reassured her, "The second house is down, and the second son is also abolished. Mister can only look up to the eldest son. The Chen family's property is all owned by the eldest son. Even if the eldest son marries Miss Qiao, there is nothing wrong with sir."

"Second child is cooperating with the investigation, not dead!" Jiang Rong swept her arm, and the fruit plate and cakes on the table were spilled all over the floor. "The tall buildings fell and collapsed. Chen Zheng was willing to save the second child, but the second child got away anyway."

"It took a lot of time to save the second young master, perhaps fetching water from a bamboo basket. The eldest young master has a good reputation and a legitimate background. Why do you want to look far away, sir?" Sister Fen cleaned up the debris, "Madam, don't worry."

"Fortunately, that old vixen He Peiyu dug his own grave and was kicked out of the old house, otherwise the second child would not have become a scapegoat. She is the best at confusing Chen Zheng. With her here, the unlucky one must be my son."

"Actually..." Sister Fen hesitated to speak, "The Second Wife has always been subordinate to you, and he has not made too much trouble, and the Second Young Master is also at peace. It is not the Second Wife's fault—"

Jiang Rong glared at her, and Sister Fen immediately changed her words, "It's not entirely He Peiyu's fault."

"Is it my fault?"

She shook her head, "It's clearly Mr.'s fault."

"Chen Zheng is my husband. He has made thousands of mistakes. How can I settle accounts with him?" Jiang Rong twirled the beads, "He Peiyu's hypocrisy on the surface is a way to delay the attack. She is afraid of the power of my mother's family because she has no backing. The second child pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, just like his own mother, with a sinister and vicious mind."

Sister Fen sighed, the whole Chen family was terrified of Jiang Rong, she was morbidly obsessed with her position as the main wife, and if there was a slight disturbance, the world would be shattered.

In fact, even outsiders can see that Chen Zheng has no intention of helping He Peiyu at all. The Fucheng Group has achieved this achievement, and the Jiang family has done their best. Fang, who hastily replaced her, would not be able to pass the test of public opinion.

After all, there is love.

It's a pity that Jiang Rong cared too much about He Peiyu's mother and son, broke up the relationship for many years, and also trapped herself, making Chen Yuan float and sink in the teaching of deformed hatred, and became her blade to kill the second wife.

On the day He Peiyu left the old house, she went to the west courtyard and bowed to the Buddha statue, "You and I are poor people, fighting for half our lives, I never had a title, you never had affection, our youth was wasted on this man , contributed the most precious thing to me, is it really worth it?"

She stared at Jiang Rong through the burning incense burner, "Chen Yuan and Chongzhou also repeated our endless struggle, have they ever been really happy?"

"You stop now, the second child gives up the family property, everyone belongs to everyone, and the world is naturally peaceful."

He Peiyu smiled, "Sister Jiang Rong, the fight has reached this point, who can turn back? You pave the way for my son, and I will also support my son and take back what belongs to our mother and son."

Jiang Rong recalled the scene at that time, she locked eyes on the Buddha statue embedded in the wall, "Lan Fen, don't you think it's strange?"

Sister Fen said, "What do you mean?"

"I know Chen Yuan's temper best. If he hides Qiao Hanrun, he won't be able to act so realistically to Shen Zhen." Jiang Rong paced back and forth in the center of the Buddhist hall, "In the past nine years, he has gone abroad more than a dozen times, and even Chen Zheng can't act so realistically." If he is not caught raising a woman, then he will never have one. Chen Yuan is not as wicked as the second child, so it is impossible not to show his feet."

"If it wasn't for the eldest son not taking care of Miss Qiao secretly, Miss Qiao wouldn't be able to survive."

Jiang Rong couldn't help but smile, "Go and tell Chen Zheng. In all likelihood, He Peiyu's mother and son are trying to destroy Chen Yuan. If Chen Zheng is soft-hearted, he will let the second child go back to the mountain, and the next one will be destroyed. It's the Chen family."

Sister Fen told Chen Zheng, but he didn't respond at all.

Near noon, the door of the study room finally opened. Chen Zheng stood at the door, with a stack of documents piled up on the desk behind him, "Lan Fen, please come to the old house, second master. I have something to ask him to come forward."

Jiang Rong was peeling apples in the living room, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

***

Xue Yan received a call from Qiao Hanrun and was waiting for the light at the intersection opposite the Chang'an District Bureau.

The woman almost lost her mind, "Assistant Xue, can I confess?"

"What are you confessing?" He asked unhurriedly, "Are you confessing the fact that you were married in the UK and have children with your husband?"

Qiao Hanrun's internal organs were swollen with pain, "I don't want to hide him."

Xue Yan turned around and drove on Nanjiang Road, "Miss Qiao, you have to choose between the process of suffering and the happy ending."

She broke down and cried, "Sooner or later you have to confess, don't you?"

"Of course." Xue Yan said meaningfully, "But Ms. Qiao is somewhat sure that the eldest son does not dislike his old love who married someone in the past. After all, he is still unmarried. Thinking in another way, you will also dislike him, right?"

Qiao Hanrun's crying stopped abruptly, "But Shen Zhen—"

"Miss Shen gets married first and gets to know the eldest son later. She doesn't have the burden of children, and she can easily divorce. Where does Miss Qiao fit in?" The other side gradually revealed her true face, "Qi Shang and the eldest son are not at peace, your daughter is still In his hands, although he treats you with deep affection, the premise is that you are obedient and obedient, and you have been shaken to such an extent that you have been reunited after a day and a night, if Qi Shang is upset, you will never see your daughter again in this life."

Her voice trembled with fright, "What is he going to do to Yang Yang?"

Xue Yan smiled grimly, "Send it to any country, mother and daughter will be separated. You care about the eldest son's feelings, don't you care that your daughter misses her mother?"

Qiao Hanrun was stunned.

Until this moment, she fully understood what Chen Chongzhou was planning by arranging Qi Shang to marry her.

Qi Shang is lingering and considerate, gentle and flattering, but behind his mask, how much hypocrisy and exploitation are buried.

"I want Yang Yang." She trembled all over.

Xue Yan smiled satisfied, "Since Miss Qiao wants a daughter, she should also know what the Second Young Master wants."

"Chen Yuan's feelings for me..." Qiao Hanrun clutched his phone tightly, "It's not what it used to be."

"As long as Ms. Qiao puts her heart into it, the ashes can be revived. A man's pity and guilt are the best weapons for a woman to counter him. I need to remind you that time is running out. The sooner you repay the second son, the better."

An Audi A8 passed by Xue Yan at this time, his eyes fell on the woman in the driver's seat, he braked urgently and honked.

The woman also braked and lowered the window at the same time, "Assistant Xue?"

"Miss Shen." He cut off the call, "Have you been back to Fujiang Huayuan?"

Shen Zhen loosened the seat belt, "Not yet."

Xue Yan looked around vigilantly, "Chen Dong was suspected of transferring public funds, and was investigated by the higher authorities."

She squeezed the steering wheel tightly, "Is it true?"

"What do you think?" His tone was thought-provoking, "Based on Jiang Rong and the Eldest Young Master's methods, it was really the Second Young Master's work, which has already turned the world upside down."

Shen Zhen took a deep breath, "Chen Yuan..." She paused, "Maybe Jiang Rong will."

"It seems that Ms. Shen trusts the eldest son very much." Xue Yan turned off the music player, "Dong Chen is not desperate for this unexpected disaster. When he promises to marry, the He family will take action."

Shen Zhen pursed her lips, and asked for a long while, "Why didn't he agree?"

"First, Mr. Chen is not a man controlled by others. Once he accepts the help of the He family and owes this huge favor, he will always obey and submit to the He family in his future marriage with Miss He."

The hourglass in the carriage rustled, and Xue Yan stared at the district bureau building, "Secondly, in the eyes of the world, including Ms. Shen, Mr. Chen is not a good man. He is believed to be cold and ungrateful, playing games in love. At least I saw Yes, Mr. Chen has never thought of marrying the He family and betraying Ms. Shen."

She gripped harder and harder with her five fingers, and the sweat stains burned on the steering wheel, forming the shape of a handprint.

"I see." Shen Zhen stepped on the accelerator and crossed the road.

It was not the first time for her to come to the Chang'an District Bureau. Before, Zhou Haiqiao went whoring in the club under the guise of a business trip, but was detained by the Chang'an District Bureau. He either notified the family or the unit, and he chose the family.

Signing to pay the fine and leading the person home, Shen Zhen was ashamed the whole time.

This time, she is also considered to be in the palace for the second time.

Also visit men.

The crime is bigger and trickier than Zhou Haiqiao's.

Shen Zhen stopped a plainclothes man in the lobby, "Is Chen Chongzhou there?"

The man looked at her, "You are?"

She licked the corner of her cyanotic mouth, "Family visits."

"I can't visit, the interrogation is not over."

The man turned and went upstairs, she ran after him, and stopped him again at the stairs, "Your boss agreed."

"Our boss?" He pointed to the bureau chief's office at the end, and the door was closed at the moment, "The boss went to the provincial department to report to work, and he didn't mention anyone visiting."

Shen Zhen took out his business card and gave it to him.

The man didn't take it seriously at first, he glanced at it and was immediately stunned.

It's Chen Ling's business card.

Handwritten - release.

Chen Ling's business card is quite precious, and 99.9% of the celebrities and dignitaries in the province can't get it at all.

There are no more than ten people in the upper class who have his business card.

The Chen family occupies four, the teacher occupies five, and the last one is in front of us.

The most important thing is not to dare to make fakes, and it is impossible to make fakes. Chen Ling's handwriting is special, and the ending strokes are long and majestic.

Much like his own aura.

In the Chang'an District Bureau, no one is unknown.

The man looked at Shen Zhen seriously, "Are you Chen Ting's family?"

The relationship is not easy to introduce.

She said vaguely, "He is... my third uncle."

The man suddenly said, "Forgive me for being blind." He respectfully returned the business card, "I'll take you there."

Shen Zhen was carrying the lunch box, "Do you want to check?"

The man glanced out of the corner of his eye, "Eat?"

She nodded, "Braised beef."

The man was overjoyed, "Our food is almost bad, the big boss is not used to it."

Shen Zhen hesitated for a second, "Is he hungry?"

"That's for sure. We can't afford delicacies from mountains and seas and freshly ground coffee. We usually eat instant noodles when we work overtime, and the boss has more money than us, and eats 20 yuan box lunch. Our district bureau is a subordinate brought out by Chen Ting, and we strictly implement hard work and simplicity. The man stopped in front of an iron door on the third floor and unlocked it with his fingerprints. "At most 10 minutes, our team leader will be interrogated on time at 01:30."

Two rows of old-fashioned tube lights hung in the interrogation room, and the scorching white light made the eyes dizzy.

Walking in, the smoke is thick and choking, and the vision is also chaotic.

The interrogation table was filled with overturned mineral water bottles and leftover fast food boxes, and the air was cold and depressing.

Chen Chongzhou sat on the single chair under the wall, looking up at the square skylight, with a side face depressed and lonely in the bright light and shadow.

As if sensing something, he suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

Shen Zhen was clear every inch in the white smoke.

Chen Chongzhou did not expect her to appear.

Just like at the beginning, she inadvertently caused waves in his world and started this story of blunders and blunders.

In the past few days, he thought repeatedly that he seemed to have failed many women.

Except Ni Ying.

In his 32 years, intentionally or unintentionally, he stepped into the lives of some women.

In the luxurious night, in the high-spirited day.

He didn't even remember their names.

But when Chen Chongzhou came back to his senses now, convinced that Shen Zhen was not an empty image, but real, he laughed loudly, "Miss me?"