Wrong Marriage: The CEO's Sweet Bride

Chu Linchen glanced at him, shook his head, and a hint of worry flashed across his deep eyes, "I believe the Yan family will not kill her, but I'm not sure if she's still alive..."

In order to save him, Qin Shu led the blood salamander to himself. He didn't know how long she could last.

He was calm on the surface, but he was worried all the time in his heart, for fear that at some point he didn't know, he would never see Qin Shu again.

At this time, Ming Qiuhe, who was clearly interested in this matter, said, "Is there a way to find her whereabouts?"

Chu Linchen nodded, his stern face revealed a confident self-confidence.

He said in a low voice: "I can be sure that she is in the hands of the Yan family."

This is also the ring, the message revealed to him.

If the Yan family hadn't captured Qin Shu, how could the ring have fallen into their hands?

Thinking of this, Chu Linchen expressed his thoughts: "Mr. Ming, I have other arrangements with Anbu. As for the cooperation with the military factory, I want to take over personally."

Ming Qiuhe's face showed surprise, a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid that person will not agree."

This answer was within Chu Linchen's expectation. He was not very disappointed, nor did he force it. He smiled relievedly and said, "It's okay. The worst result is to cancel the cooperation."

Ming Qiuhe was stunned for a moment, and then said puzzledly: "You take back the gold medal and rectify Anbu, won't it be enough? The cooperation is still business as usual, why..."

"Because there are more urgent and important things than this!" Chu Linchen said.

There is a deep vortex in his eyes, making it impossible for people to peep into his true thoughts.

Ming Qiu He tapped slowly on the table with his knuckles, and finally stopped, as if he had a decision in his heart.

He said loudly: "Okay, then I will try my best to help you."

Chu Linchen's expression lightened, and he was about to thank him.

The other party waved his hand first, and said with a smile: "I always wanted you to come to the capital to develop. This is the center of power in the entire kingdom. A talent like you should not be buried in a mere sea city. Now it's finally time for you to come , I believe that this place will definitely become the stage for you to go straight to the sky!"

As he spoke, he gave him a meaningful look, with a flash of businessman's shrewdness in his eyes, and said, "I just hope that when the time comes, don't forget me, Ming."

Chu Lin nodded, "Of course not."

……

Yan Family Castle.

"Chu Linchen has already hooked up with Ming Qiuhe, and the two of them met at Fengming Terrace today."

In the retro-style study room, Mr. Yan's old and gloomy voice sounded slowly.

Yan Jing, who was standing by the window, didn't pay much attention to this. He played with the brown fringed tassels on the curtain with his almost transparent white fingers, and said disapprovingly, "Chu Linchen is asking Ming Qiuhe for help. , Now the Anbu of the Chu Clan is no longer under his control, congratulations to father."

"I don't know what plan these two people will come up with when they get together. What is there to congratulate?" Mr. Yan is not as relaxed as Yan Jing, and he always feels uneasy.

Yan Jing twitched his lips, and said with a smile: "The Anbu is an important support for Chu's cooperation with the military factory. Chu Linchen is now bypassing the Anbu and directly contacting Ming Qiuhe. It doesn't mean that their cooperation with the military factory is facing difficulties. Crisis? Isn't this exactly what you have always wanted, father, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?"

After finishing speaking, his faint gaze casually glanced at Yan Jiang, who was squatting on the carpet and whose figure was as huge as a mountain.

This silly big man didn't seem to pay attention to their chat content. He just concentrated on tinkering with the bodhi beads in his hand, trying to string them all together, but because of his clumsy movements, he kept failing.

This bodhi bead is exactly the string he broke last time.

Yan Jing withdrew his gaze sarcastically, looked at the deep-thinking Mr. Yan, and waited for the other party to express his opinion.

"What you said makes sense."

In the end, Mr. Yan nodded and agreed with his statement.

However, he thought of another thing, and couldn't help asking: "Yan Jing, you better give me an explanation for what you did at the cremation factory yesterday."

"This..." Yan Jingfeng narrowed her eyes, with a playful gleam in her eyes, and said, "I just want to see how that man will react when he sees the woman he loves being burned into ashes."

"It's just nonsense!" Mr. Yan rushed up in one breath, patted the coffee table heavily with his palm, and scolded: "You just want to let everyone know that that woman is in your hands, right?"

"She is dead now." Yan Jing said slowly and reminded, ignoring the old man's anger directly.

He quietly added: "Chu Linchen wants to grab the gold medal, this is a meeting gift for him. When he comes out of grief, our Yan family has already won the gold medal from the military factory with that gold medal." Cooperation."

After a pause, the smile on his face deepened, and he said sinisterly, "As for him, Chu Linchen, where did he come from and where did he go back?"

As the last word fell, there was a sudden clatter in the study.

Bodhi beads scattered all over the ground.

Annoyed, Yan Jiang threw the thread in his hand into the plate, and shouted angrily: "I don't want to wear it anymore, it fell apart as soon as I put it on, and it can't be strung together!"

Mr. Yan was about to answer Yan Jing's words, but he interrupted him, and his eyes fell on him.

The originally cold and serious tone softened, adding a bit of kindness, and said: "Da Jiang, it's fine if it doesn't work out, and you don't sit on the ground, it's not good for your back."

Concern is evident in the words.

"Oh, then I'll ask someone to buy you another string!" Yan Jiang said, getting up from the ground, his movements were very clumsy.

Maybe it was bent over for too long, and the whole lower limbs were vain.

Seeing that his huge body was staggering, as if he was about to fall, Mr. Yan helped him up in time.

"Thank you Dad!" Yan Jiang grinned with a naive smile.

The phoenix eyes of Yan Jing who was standing by the window flickered, and the tassel in his hand was pulled off by his force.

He quietly held it in his palm.

"I'm going back to the lab first." He said blankly.

Old Man Yan hummed without raising his head.

Yan Jing's eyes dimmed again, and when he passed by Yan Jiang, he suddenly smiled on the spur of the moment and said, "Da Jiang, do you want to play in my laboratory?"

As soon as the words fell, Mr. Yan immediately said, "Don't let Dajiang go to your place."

There was undisguised disgust in his tone.

Yan Jing's palm tightened.

Yan Jiang said excitedly, "I'm going, I'm going!"

Yan Jing looked at the gloomy old man Yan, and under the warning eyes of the other party, he hooked the corners of his lips provocatively, and said with a smile: "Another day, you are welcome to play anytime."

With one breath, it was stuck firmly in the chest of Old Master Yan, almost making him carry it on his back.

He grabbed Yan Jiang who couldn't wait, gritted his teeth and said, "Da Jiang, you are not allowed to go!"

In my heart, I have already complained about Yan Jing.