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"Mo Momo... Mo Yuan," Duan Chengfeng panicked, if he really accidentally revealed Bian Zhi's identity in advance, the old man would definitely peel him off!

"What did you just say?" Ou Moyuan stared straight at Duan Chengfeng, "You only mentioned the first birthday, why didn't you mention Lin Ye and Shen Tingsi?"

Duan Chengfeng's defenses almost collapsed, and he managed to maintain a calm surface, "Really? I think the possibility of Zhou Suihuai is more likely."

Ou Moyuan didn't answer immediately, but just stared at Duan Chengfeng deeply.

After a long time.

Just when Duan Chengfeng's heart was trembling, he asked coldly: "Really?"

"That's right," Duan Chengfeng smiled face-to-face, "What else? You have to talk about three people every time, and you don't feel too tired to panic."

Ou Moyuan: "But you used to like gossip, Duan Chengfeng the most. Based on your current reaction state, you are very wrong."

"!" Terrible!

Duan Chengfeng laughed awkwardly.

Ou Moyuan glanced at Duan Chengfeng's side face, and his eyes fell on his fingertips that were whitening from nervousness, "So, you said before that Bian Zhi's identity is not simple, which means that her identity is similar to that of Shen Tingsi and Lin Ye. related?"

Speaking of it.

As if frightened by his own speculation.

Oumoyuan suddenly stopped.

After a while.

Ou Moyuan's black eyes shrank suddenly, and he turned his head slowly, looking at Duan Chengfeng's tight jawline.

Ask word by word: "So, Bian Zhi is Bian Yaoyao's daughter?!"

As soon as this conclusion came out, Duan Chengfeng's heart shattered and he almost fell off his seat.

He held the edge of the chair and stool, and smiled calmly, regardless of whether he was smiling or not.

"How is it possible?" Duan Chengfeng took a sip of wine, "You said Bian Zhi is Bian Yaoyao's daughter? Then Lin Jue is Bian Zhi's biological father?"

"Hahaha—this is the funniest joke I've heard this year."

"Mo Yuan, do you believe this conjecture? If Bian Zhi is really Bian Yaoyao's daughter, among other things, can Lin Jue promise his daughter to take care of Chen Yuyan so humblely?"

"Do you know how huge Lin Jue's business empire is? The richest man in the country! His daughter is a proper rich and noble family, so that Bianzhi must be a noble princess with her fingers not touching the spring water, high above the sky, and the peacock spreading her tail? Can that be so?" Married to you for three full years without a name?"

Duan Chengfeng turned his head and breathed out his breath. When Ou Moyuan was deep in thought, he calmed down the emotions that would collapse, and then turned his head and pretended to make fun of it lightly:

"Ou Moyuan, do you really dare to think?"

"What's the matter? The company's financial pressure is so great recently, do you even fantasize about relying on your ex-wife to get rich overnight?"

"Hahaha--"

Ou Moyuan didn't answer Duan Chengfeng's words, just stared at him carefully.

Duan Chengfeng panicked and shouted: Help!

After Ou Moyuan left, Duan Chengfeng turned pale and quickly called Bian Zhi.

"Hey, it's me, Duan Chengfeng, that... I want to talk to you about something."

Bian Zhi didn't pause: "If you reveal my identity in advance, you will know the consequences yourself."

Duan Chengfeng: "..."

Are all the people around him detectives!

His grandma's!

Duan Chengfeng smiled, "Well, even if I'm not careful, I may not guess anything. I really didn't say a word."

On the other end of the phone, "snap" hung up immediately.

It seemed like he was too lazy to say another word to him.

Duan Chengfeng patted his chest and turned his head.

Muttering in his mouth: "Everyone is an uncle, who am I to provoke—"

Words did not speak.

The mobile phone stuck to the ear fell directly to the ground.

The person who just left with a dark face didn't know when to turn back, let alone how much Ou Moyuan heard the conversation just now!

"Ha ha--"

Os in my heart: TM's!Sin!

"Mo Yuan, why are you back? Did you forget something?"

Ou Moyuan stared at Duan Chengfeng, opened his thin lips lightly, and jumped out word by word, "You may not have guessed what you said just now?"

"Who are you calling? Bian Zhi?"

Duan Chengfeng quickly recalled the conversation just now in his mind.

Fortunately.

Barely is safe.

"My dad just told him a joke."

Duan Chengfeng felt like an inhuman joke.

Ou Moyuan looked at him coldly, his eyes full of disbelief, and after a while, he turned his head and left without saying a word.

Ou Moyuan leaned on the parking lot and smoked half a pack of cigarettes.

Duan Chengfeng's tone was tighter than he imagined.

This also explained his guess in a disguised form, or, Bian Zhi's identity was not small.

In connection with Bian Zhi's living in the Lin family's mansion, he can almost confirm Bian Zhi's identity.

Can--

There is no reason.

There is no reason at all.

If Bian Zhi is really Bian Yaoyao's biological daughter, according to her noble status, there is absolutely no reason to marry him.

What used to be considered high climbing, now seems to be married?

Then why did she put her posture so low.

Besides, he and Bian Zhi didn't know each other before, and he proposed marriage only because of Chen Yuyan's illness.

I used to think she was doing it for money.

But now if Bian Zhi's identity is really confirmed, then she is not short of the Ou family's money.

It can't be said that he really likes him, so he swallowed his anger for so long?

He didn't believe it.

Don't believe a word.

The car was galloping on the road, and Ou Moyuan suddenly remembered something.

With a sudden brake, the car stopped in the middle of the road, and the car behind almost rear-ended.

Amidst the frenzied sound of horns behind him, Ou Moyuan closed his eyes, turned the car around, and drove towards the villa area in the east of the city at high speed.

[Our Director Bian has a real estate in the villa area in the east of the city, and all the furniture in it has been signed by Du Luozhi. 】

He should have thought of it earlier!

The environment in the villa area is elegant, and in such a location where every inch of land is precious, there are only less than five villas built.

The outside world claims that this is a bunker-level mansion.

People who live here are either rich or expensive, and their eligibility to buy a house is measured by the favored son of heaven.

Rao is the Ou family, even if they are rich, they are not qualified to think about the real estate here.

The car was stopped at the entrance of the villa.

Ou Moyuan rolled down the car window, "Hi, I'm looking for someone."

The security guard looked higher than the roof, glanced at Ou Moyuan's car and followed suit, and snorted, "Which household? Do you have an appointment? This is not an ordinary residential area. You are not allowed to wander around, and you are not allowed to take pictures and post them on the Internet."

Ou Moyuan: "There is a family named Bian inside, I'm looking for her."

The security guard glanced at him, "Call the owner and report before you can go in."

The security guard was stricter than Ou Moyuan imagined, even if Ou Moyuan handed over a can of expensive wine, the security guard said indifferently: "No, just no."

This place is terribly leisurely, and there are more money given, and the benefits are not comparable to outside. The door opening tips given by the nobles when they come back late are worth several months of salary.

Risking your job for a bottle of wine?

He won't.

Ou Moyuan could tell that this place was indeed different from the outside, even the security guards had such a high level of vision.

After a moment of silence, he said, "You have a household head named Bian Zhi, right? I'm her husband."