Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

The expression on Chu Zhou's face froze for a second, "Take him...to dinner?"

Qin Shu nodded, showing helplessness again.

"The old man is a gourmet fanatic. He is very picky about what he eats. He only goes to famous restaurants or century-old restaurants. The consumption in Kyoto is already high, and such places are even more expensive. The key is that he has three meals a day, and he also has morning tea. , afternoon tea, and even supper for him."

When Qin Shu said this, he sighed, with a capitalized poor character on his face, "Second Uncle, according to the way that old man Shen Mu eats, let me be responsible for his food expenses for a month, and I must eat to the point of bankruptcy. , So, I have no choice but to ask you for help."

Chu Zhou didn't expect Shen Mu's request to be this, he said jokingly: "No problem, I'll pay for it, you can settle him with peace of mind!"

The corners of Qin Shu's lips curved slightly, and he said gratefully: "Then I will thank Second Uncle first!"

Finally, when Chu Zhou went out, he left her a bank card and password.

Qin Shu tidied up the teacups on the table, looked at the untouched tea in Chuzhou's cup, and was taken aback for a moment.

It seems that the second uncle doesn't like tea with peppercorns very much.

She put away the bank card, thinking in her heart that the second uncle gave generously, and she must treat him to a meal another day to express her gratitude.

Qin Shu packed up his things and prepared to go to bed.

At this moment, it suddenly occurred to me that there was still a message waiting to be answered on the phone.

She opened WeChat and found the message that Yanjiang had sent her earlier.

Although that idiot is Master Yan's son, he is very kind and upright in nature, which is quite surprising.

Moreover, Yan Jiang made trouble at the auction that day, Master Yan just asked people to take him back to guard him, and did not severely punish him. It can be seen that he still loves Yan Jiang's youngest son very much.

Perhaps, Yanjiang is a good choice to be close to the Yan family.

There was a gleam in Qin Shu's eyes, and he tapped the screen with his fingertips, and replied Yan Jiang with a word: [Okay. 】

……

It was cold and windy, and the twilight was thick.

In the suburbs, a dark gray villa stands tall.

The layout looks low-key and ordinary, but in fact, every dark part of the villa is covered with strict security guards, and ordinary people can't get in at all.

A car drove into the villa slowly and silently, and stopped on the parking lot in the front yard.

The headlights went out, and a gray figure got out of the car cautiously, looking around.

It was the first time for Pan Zhongyu to come to this place, and he was invited by Mr. Yan, so he was naturally a little nervous.

The butler beside him said, "Old Yan has been waiting for you for a long time, please."

Hearing this, he quickly withdrew his scrutiny, followed the butler and walked in through the side door.

The wall lamps on the wall are slightly dim, barely illuminating the vintage patterns carved on the wall.

A long corridor leads directly to the door at the end with a dim light.

Pan Zhongyu walked in with the butler. The floor was covered with a thick cashmere carpet. Every step he stepped on was soft and soundless.

The already uneasy emotions were infinitely magnified in this silence.

His heart was beating like a beating, and before he knew it, a layer of wet sweat appeared on his palms.

Finally, arrived outside the door.

The door was ajar, the housekeeper knocked on the door and said respectfully: "Old Yan, someone is here."

"Come in." Master Yan's muddy voice came from inside.

The butler pushed open the door and motioned to Pan Zhongyu, but he himself took half a step back.

Only Pan Zhongyu was the one Master Yan wanted to see.

Pan Zhongyu took a deep breath, bit the bullet and walked in.

The door closed behind him.

He squeezed his palms and looked into the room.

The room is dominated by gray, retro black wood furniture, and black curtains... everything has a depressing atmosphere.

Master Yan sat in the solid wood chair and glanced at him lightly, "Do you know why I called you over?"

Casual tone, like gossip.

Pan Zhongyu didn't dare to be careless, and took back his wandering eyes.

He grinned and squeezed out a forced smile, and said cautiously: "This... I don't dare to speculate wildly, and I would like to ask Mr. Yan to clarify."

"Then I'll give you a hint. What I want to say is related to that woman named Qin Shu."

"she?"

Speaking of Qin Shu, Pan Zhongyu frowned subconsciously, and his mind became active.

He suddenly thought of something, and immediately reported it truthfully: "Old Yan, after the auction, I sent someone to keep an eye on Qin Shu, and found that she had contact with Shen Mu today, and the two talked for nearly an hour in the restaurant. It's just that my people weren't too close at the time, and I don't know what they were talking about."

As he spoke, he cautiously asked Master Yan: "Is this why you came to me?"

Master Yan didn't answer, just chuckled, picked up the tea in front of him unhurriedly, and took a sip.

At this time, he seemed to remember that Pan Zhongyu had been standing after entering the door, so he raised his hand and said, "Sit down and continue talking."

Pan Zhongyu was stunned for a moment, and sat obediently on the chair opposite Master Yan, but he couldn't help cursing inwardly: You old guy who pretends to be a ghost!

He couldn't figure out what the other person was thinking, so he could only forcefully maintain a wry smile, cleared his throat, and continued with what he just said: "After Qin Shu came out of the restaurant, my people continued to follow her and found that she had gone again The Xin family, as for what she is doing at the Xin family, I have already asked Xin Bao'e, but I haven't received her reply yet."

Pan Zhongyu said, seeing that Master Yan still had no expression on his face.

He clenched his fists and said angrily with emphasis: "This Qin Shu met Shen Mu on the front foot, and then went to Xin's house on the back foot. I don't know what the hell is going on."

"Is this... I have received some rumors here."

Master Yan finally spoke, looking straight at Pan Zhongyu with a pair of old-fashioned eyes, and said leisurely: "Qin Shu went to Xin's house to ask Xin Sheng to take care of you."

"This……"

Pan Zhongyu looked at the unfathomable expression on Master Yan's face in astonishment, "Mr. Yan, what you said is true?"

"Are you suspicious of my Yan family's news network?"

"Don't, don't dare..."

Pan Zhongyu quickly stopped talking, annoyed that he would ask such a stupid question.

The Yan family has been in the capital for many years, and has already opened up various fields. The words that come from Master Yan's mouth must of course have a reliable source.

But...Qin Shu asked Xin Sheng to deal with him?

Now that Pan Zhongyu knew that Master Yan was looking for him for this matter, he relaxed instead.

He smiled, and said in relief: "Old Yan, after my concealment of An Ruoqing's illness was revealed, the Xin family has long regarded me as an enemy. If Xin Sheng wanted to avenge his wife, he would have already done so. To this day, as long as he has concerns in his heart, he dare not do anything to me."

"is it?"

Master Yan looked at him with a half-smile, "As far as I know, Xin Sheng and Qin Shu had a very happy conversation."

"how is this possible?"

Pan Zhongyu was stunned.

Master Yan ignored his reaction, snorted and asked, "Now you should have thought of the reason why Qin Shu asked Shen Mu, right?"