I was chased by my sickly junior brother who had two lives

Chen Jia looked at Wei Lang's angry look, smiled gently, and then said seriously: "Wei Lang, I don't think that actor came to chat with me for no reason. Think about it, he was suddenly so enthusiastic towards a stranger like me in such an occasion, maybe he had some purpose."

Wei Lang still had a gloomy face. He felt unhappy when he thought of that actor. He snorted sullenly, "What purpose could it have? It's just to see you..."

Wei Lang paused and didn't say the rest.

Chen Jia shook her head slightly and analyzed patiently: "Maybe he was instructed by someone, or maybe he knows something about what we are investigating. I think we should send someone to find out more about the actor."

Wei Lang frowned, his face full of reluctance, "I don't want to have anything to do with that playboy."

Chen Jia gently tugged at Wei Lang's sleeve, "This is for our investigation. Maybe we can get some key clues from him. Besides, we don't necessarily have to ask you to contact him in person, we can send someone else."

Wei Lang was silent for a moment. Although he was still very resistant in his heart, he also knew that what Chen Jia said made sense.

He nodded helplessly. "Okay, then send someone to check on that actor. But I don't want to hear anything more about him."

Chen Jia smiled and said, "Okay, then let our people investigate carefully and try not to cause unnecessary trouble."

Wei Lang looked at Chen Jia's smile, and the depression in his heart eased a little, but his disgust for the actor remained unchanged.

He secretly decided that he must find out the background of this actor as soon as possible so that their investigation can proceed smoothly and the actor can be kept away from Chen Jia.

A day later, Chen Jia and Wei Lang came to the bustling Miaoyin Pavilion together.

Inside the Miaoyin Pavilion, the sound of music was lingering and the atmosphere was lively.

As soon as Wei Lang appeared, the girls gathered around him like butterflies attracted by nectar.

A girl in a pink dress said in a sweet voice, "Master Wei, long time no see."

As she spoke, she slightly turned sideways and gently swung the silk handkerchief in her hand, her posture was charming and attractive.

Then, she took another small step forward, getting closer to Wei Lang.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes locked on Wei Lang, her voice becoming softer and softer: "Master Wei, do you still remember the last time I enjoyed music with you? It was truly unforgettable."

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a sweet smile, and two shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks.

The other girls were not to be outdone and all of them vied to talk to Wei Lang.

A girl in a light blue dress said hurriedly, "Master Wei, what have you been busy with recently? Why don't you come to see us?"

There was a hint of resentment in her eyes, as if Wei Lang had ignored her.

At the same time, she gently played with her hair with her hands, her slender fingers moving through her hair in gentle and graceful movements.

Another girl in a light yellow dress also came over. As she spoke, she reached out and gently pulled the corner of Wei Lang's clothes, shaking it gently. "Mr. Wei, I heard that there is a new song that is particularly good recently. Would you like to enjoy it with us?"

Another girl took out an exquisite sachet and shyly handed it to Wei Lang.

"Master Wei, this is the sachet I embroidered myself. I'm giving it to you."

Her cheeks flushed slightly and there was shyness in her eyes.

She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look directly into Wei Lang's eyes, but her hands were tightly holding the sachet, as if waiting for Wei Lang's response.

Wei Lang smiled faintly and responded gently: "Girls, what a coincidence today."

But his eyes kept glancing at Chen Jia beside him, feeling a little nervous.

Chen Jia, who was standing next to her, was wearing men's clothing, but her feminine beauty could not be concealed.

She looked at this scene, frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes, and then she turned her face away unnoticeably.

But this subtle change was keenly captured by Wei Lang.

Wei Lang's heart tightened, and he quickly distanced himself from the girls. His tone was still gentle but a little more distant: "Girls, I have something important to discuss with my friends today, so I can't chat for long."

The girls were not willing to let Wei Lang go easily, and they gathered around him even more closely, trying to please him.

"Master Wei, what's so urgent? Can't you stay with us a little longer?" The girl in green said coquettishly.

She reached out and gently tugged on Wei Lang's sleeve, her eyes full of pleading. She pouted slightly, looking very cute.

Wei Lang shook his head slightly, with an apologetic look in his eyes: "I'm really sorry, if I have a chance next time, I will definitely chat more with the girls."

Chen Jia looked at Wei Lang being surrounded by girls. Although she felt a little jealous, she didn't want to show it too obviously.

She coughed lightly, trying to get Wei Lang's attention.

When Wei Lang heard Chen Jia's light cough, he was more certain of her displeasure, and quickly spoke again: "Ladies, we really can't delay any longer, please forgive me."

Seeing Wei Lang's firm attitude, the girls decided not to continue to argue with him and could only disperse in disappointment.

At this time, Chen Jia turned her head slightly and looked at Wei Lang with a hint of inquiry in her eyes.

Wei Lang quickly walked to Chen Jia and whispered, "Actually, I don't want to be surrounded by them either."

Chen Jia said angrily, "But you are laughing happily."

Wei Lang smiled helplessly: "It's just a polite response. Our business is more important."

After hearing this, Chen Jia's expression eased a little, but she still didn't look at Wei Lang in a good mood.

Wei Lang took Chen Jia to the second floor of Miaoyin Pavilion. It was quieter here than downstairs. A young girl in luxurious clothes came into view.

The girl had an extraordinary temperament and the exquisiteness of her clothes showed her special status.

Wei Lang nodded slightly to the girl, who immediately understood and came forward respectfully.

Her steps were light and steady, and her eyes revealed awe for Wei Lang.

Wei Lang winked at the girl calmly, and the girl quickly took them into a hidden secret room.

As soon as she entered the secret room, the girl knelt down and kowtowed to Wei Lang without hesitation, with an extremely pious attitude.

The girl said solemnly, "Master, Jamo often brings a eunuch here. Because the eunuch is inhumane and mentally twisted, he often tortures girls. Several sisters have died at his hands. Jamo has been trying his best to please this man."

Wei Lang frowned, slowly took out Gao Yan's portrait from his arms and handed it to the girl.

"Has there ever been anyone who resembled the portrait at all, around the eunuchs brought by Jammu?"

The girl took the portrait respectfully with both hands and looked at it attentively.

Her eyes were focused and careful, not missing any details in the portrait.

After a moment, the girl shook her head firmly again and denied: "Master, the eunuchs brought by Jammu have never been accompanied by anyone who looks like the one in the portrait."

Wei Lang's eyes revealed even deeper doubts, and he paced slightly.

Chen Jia thought to herself: Is Jia Mo setting off a maze? What is he planning? Why is he trying to please this eunuch?