"He's asleep, tell me what's going on."

Gu Xi gently closed the door, stood in the corridor and spoke to the phone.

There was silence for a while, and then said: "Alright then."

"Now we are all unable to speak, IPs are blocked, and the truth about your matter posted on the Internet will be quickly deleted, and there is no time for them to see it."

"I know." Gu Xi went back to Jiang Wuqi's study, sat in front of the computer, and logged into his work account, "The most impulsive Zhao Qi didn't even come out to speak, so I knew there was something wrong."

"It seems that he was well prepared and surrounded the two people we knew in a circle."

Gu Xi's tone was indifferent, listening carefully, and mocking with a bit of disdain.

"Then what are you going to do now?"

The other end of the phone suppressed the anxious anger, "Let them pour sewage?! Do you know how much Mu Xi and Gu's lost today..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Xi interrupted him: "I know."

The computer in front of Gu Xi displayed information about Jiang Yi'an and a map of the company behind him.

He fell back on the office chair, with a cold look in his eyes, staring at Jiang Yi'an's photo.

He said: "Now is not the time to let this farce play out even more. It is so meaningless to come out and clarify now."

"Even if he sits on the back, if I don't bite him down, I will never let go."

As Gu Xi said this, he took out a small box from the cabinet.

The things in this small box were prepared for himself a long time ago, in case he was unable to fight back in such a situation one day.

He opened the box, and there was a small USB flash drive inside.

Gu Xi put him out in the palm of his hand, his eyes were cold, it contained not only the things of the Lin family, but also the evidence that Jiang Wuxi asked someone to set up a trap for him back then.

He tried his best to collect these things at that time, in order to completely defeat Jiang Wuqi and the Lin family.

But since his relationship with Jiang Wuxi improved, he put this USB drive in his study, thinking that it would never be used again.I didn't expect that he would have the opportunity to open it today.

He inserted the USB flash drive into the computer and opened the videos and photos he had specially stored.

Then, on the folder named "Jiang Wuqi", click the left button to delete him completely.

After deleting, he clicked on the information of the Lin family, took out his own eyes and put them on the bridge of his nose, and compared their "video evidence" plan sent to him by Jiang Wuqi's public relations, he sorted out the information step by step, closely linked Clarify the charges in their mouths.

No one can throw dirty water on his head at will.

No one can hurt Jiang Wuqi.

Jiang Wuqi's mood fluctuated too much just now, and he fell asleep after crying on his shoulder. Gu Xi didn't dare to wake him up, and only came out after he fell asleep and carried him back to the bedroom.

It will definitely take a lot of effort to deal with this matter, which is not good for Jiang Wuxi.

He is not the kid he used to be who needs to be carried by his hand. In the past three years since he left, and in the past few years when he supported the Gu family, what he has experienced is enough for him to deal with today's matter calmly.

As for the uncle Jiang Yi'an that Jiang Wuxi mentioned, Gu Xi frowned, his fingers holding the mouse turned white.

During Jiang Wuqi's three years abroad, he basically worked with Jiang Yi'an, and Jiang Yi'an often arranged tasks for him that were difficult for him to do, which could be said to be used to deliberately humiliate him.

And Jiang Yi'an arranged these things for him just to see Jiang Wuqi's angry look.

Gu Xi closed his eyes, recalling everything Jiang Wuqi had said to him just now.

There were still a few drops of crystals on Jiang Wuxi's eyelashes, he looked at Gu Xi, frowned, and his voice was a little hoarse: "I... don't know how he came into contact with the previous "Jiang Wuqi", I, I have all his memories, but I can't get the part about Jiang Yi'an."

He said, frowning even more forcefully, "Jiang Wuxi... I... I was studying in country B back then. I must have contact with Jiang Yi'an, and I will also have contact after returning to China."

As Jiang Wuxi said this, he remembered the cold eyes of Osmanthus Jiang Yi'an at that time, "But since I came here, I have suspended contact with him."

"Moreover, I have checked my general catalog and the friends added by various social software, but there is no his number, nor the information that he called me."

"It must be "I" who took the initiative to contact him, and the record will be deleted after they contact."

Jiang Wuqi frowned, "I was skeptical when I met him when I was abroad, and it's not only "I" but other people who have contact with him in China."

"Of course, I am most suspicious of the secretary next to him who always wears a mask."

"He never took off his mask in front of me, and he always smelled of the perfume that "I" used to wear before, and his behavior... was also weird."

He looked at Gu Xi, "I always thought he was very strange, his behavior, his habits like, like imitating me?"

Gu Xi asked: "Imitate you?"

"Yes……"

Jiang Wuqi nodded, "His appearance reminds me of a person. Although I have never seen him, his photos also give me such a strange feeling."

"If it hadn't been for his plane accident..."

Gu Xi's eyelids twitched when he heard the words "airplane accident?" "Airplane accident? Are you talking about a single letter?"

"Ah."

When Jiang Wuxi was asked such a rhetorical question by Gu Xi, a bold idea flashed in his mind, the two looked at each other and the more they thought about it, the more they felt a little weird, tasting something unusual.

After Jiang Wuxi finished speaking, he wanted to say something more, but the clarity in his mind was gradually replaced by chaos, and sleepiness came to his head, he yawned with a tired look on his face.

Seeing his appearance, Gu Xi didn't talk about this topic anymore, he hugged Jiang Wuxi, gently stroked his back, told him to sleep, and don't worry about these things anymore.

But now, Gu Xi licked his lips and glanced at Jiang Yi'an's photo in the lower right corner, he seemed to understand why he and Jiang Wuqi felt a little weird.

It's too much of a coincidence that a single letter happened.

At that time, they were preparing to collect the net, preparing to take Wang Hai and the others into the net, but suddenly something happened to Shan Feng, and no one around him was left behind.

There was no news about him, and the point of entry from him was blocked by death, so they could only return to Wang Hai and wait for a good time.

Shan Feng is the most mysterious person among the three of them. Wang Hai confessed in prison that he rarely saw Shan Feng.

...Jiang Wuqi was not able to see Shan Feng's true face, and it was Yin Zichen who had someone secretly photograph him.

Gu Xi stared at Jiang Yi'an's photo with deep eyes, and an idea came to his mind.

Is it possible that Shan Feng is not dead at all?

His death was so coincidental that all news about him disappeared.

What if the person who followed Jiang Yi'an was Shan Feng?

Gu Xi thought this way, and felt that this idea was a bit ridiculous.

These are just his conjectures, and there is no evidence to prove them.

Maybe Shan Fengzhen died in that accident.

He clicked on Jiang Yi'an's profile to view his biography and his company's behavior style.

After reading it, he focused his gaze on that photo again.

In the photo, Jiang Yi'an's hair was pushed back to his head, revealing a smooth forehead, a pair of extremely light gray eyes with cold and hollow pupils, and tightly pursed lips, without a trace of smile or anger.

He looked at the photo, and the words Jiang Wuqi said to him rang in his mind.

"He... regards me as his work."

"I don't understand what the definition of work is in his words."

work?

To put it more bluntly, it is a work, and it clearly regards Jiang Wuqi as his own.

ridiculous.

Gu Xi looked at the photo, and the anger in his heart shot up like a small flame, burning his heart, and at the same time, the efficiency of his subordinates became faster.

Whatever they do, he will return it.

Jiang Li was forced to live in Jiang Yian's villa, and there were several bodyguards guarding the door of the room to prevent her from escaping.

In fact, it is considered a face to live in, but it is actually house arrest.

All her mobile phones and computers were confiscated by Jiang Yi'an, all contact with the outside world was cut off, and there was no way to get in touch with the outside world.

The TV in this room can only play some discs, and there is no latest news.

She can only nest in this small room, falling asleep and waking up in front of the boring TV, waking up and sleeping again.

She looked at the ceiling and turned her dull mind. By the way, she still has a way to obtain information from the outside world——When Jiang Yi'an comes back, the single letter accompanying him will come to her room and tell her what happened today. what.

Things got to that point with them.

What they said to her was nothing more than adding salt to her wounds and adding fuel to the fire.

Because of all of this, Jiang Li musingly thought, it all happened because of her.

A few days ago, when Wen Xiao asked her to go out to play, she should have been on guard. He had already returned to China, but she still went out with her with a fluke mentality.

She should have noticed it earlier.

The relationship between Wen Xiao and Fei Shi's Zhou Zhao is so good, they have already arranged for it.

She shouldn't have gone out that day, she should have persuaded Wen Xiao to stay at home, otherwise these things wouldn't have happened now...

The Wen family and Zhou Zhao will not be involved in this incident for no reason and muddy the whole circle.

She should have reminded Jiang Wuqi to be careful of him and be prepared.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li had tears in her eyes again. She sucked her nose and swept her eyes across the room, feeling depressed and panicked.

She should have...

She hates it so much.

The sour feeling of regret enveloped her whole body, soaked in tears that suffocated her.

Back then, she shouldn't have promised Jiang Yi'an...

But now it's too late to repent, things have already happened, and no matter what she is... there is no way to make up for her mistakes.

She couldn't even get out of this room.

Jiang Li blinked, and the tears that had been carried in her eye sockets for a long time slid down her face, adding a few more mottled tear stains to her face.

She bit her lip tightly, only daring to sob softly.

At this time, she heard movement outside the door, as if Jiang Yi'an had returned.

She didn't want Jiang Yi'an to see her embarrassed appearance, so she rudely wiped her face with a tissue and wiped away her embarrassed tears.

When Jiang Yian walked in, there was still a chill on his body. Although the heater in Jiang Li's room was fully turned on, it seemed that he couldn't dispel the cold at this moment, and couldn't warm him.

Jiang Li looked at him, before he could take off his coat, he came here immediately.

"Do you know it's wrong?"

"..."

Jiang Li didn't speak, just looked at him with angry eyes.

Looking at the anger in her eyes, Jiang Yi'an's mood improved a lot, and a slightly warm smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He had a warm smile on his face, but his words were cold enough to make people shiver.

"I have reminded you a long time ago, if you follow me, you can no longer have a small temper like before and do whatever you want."

"You always don't listen, and you still want to leave now, do you think you can escape?"

As Jiang Yi'an said, he sat on Jiang Li's bed, facing her, and helped her smooth the hair that was hanging on her temples behind her ears.

"I've said it a long time ago, if it becomes my work, you can no longer have your own feelings and thoughts."

"You are not you anymore."

The author has something to say: I died suddenly and the manuscript I wrote was swallowed by Jinjiang. I have to rewrite it now. Myocardial infarction

It won’t be unfinished. I haven’t written a lot of things, but I can finish it before Friday. If I don’t finish it, I will be chased and hammered by the teacher.

Jiang Yi'an never regarded them as human beings, over

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