fictionpage Chapter 569 Whose silk scarf belongs to
Chapter 569 Whose silk scarf belongs to
When An Xiaojing went downstairs, he deliberately avoided her.
Just now, he hid in the dark, as if the people in the helicopter saw him, so he left so eagerly.
It seems that that person has been in touch with An Xiaojing.
However, is the person on the helicopter related to the person on the video in the Ferris wheel that day?
Is it the same person?
Leng Yichen returned to the office one step earlier than An Xiaojing, and An Xiaojing saw Leng Yichen as soon as she came back.
At that moment, Leng Yichen felt that she was very tired.
It seems that there are many stories, but they just don't tell them.
"You're here?"
Leng Yichen deliberately acted as if he just saw An Xiaojing.
"kindness!"
An Xiaojing's mood was obviously affected by that person just now, she sat silently in her seat, and then turned on the computer.
She took out the silk scarf in her hand again.
"This silk scarf is beautiful!"
Leng Yichen spoke.
An Xiaojing suddenly had an idea.
"Leng Yichen, this kind of silk scarf is not ordinary, otherwise, look at the exit of this silk scarf!"
An Xiaojing said, and then handed the silk scarf in her hand to Leng Yichen.
Leng Yichen thought for a long time, and suddenly said something.
"I seem to have seen this silk scarf somewhere around."
It was really familiar, but he couldn't remember it.
He had really seen this silk scarf before.
"What? Around?"
An Xiaojing was surprised for a moment, and the whole person was surprised.
In other words, the young master is the people around?
Yes, there must be such a possibility, otherwise how could that person always know his whereabouts like the back of his hand.
It must be because that person is lurking around him.
An Xiaojing felt that her heart was beating very flustered at that moment.
"Think about it carefully, Leng Yichen, you must think about where you saw this silk scarf before?"
An Xiaojing's tone suddenly became a little begging.
Leng Yichen nodded.
But I still don't remember for a while.
Suddenly, the office door opened.
It was Leng Chenxi.
For An Xiaojing, Leng Chenxi is very strange now, they don't need to greet each other when they meet.
"Dawn!"
Leng Yichen didn't expect that he gave Leng Chenxi a chance to work again a few days ago, and he came to report so soon.
"Big brother!"
Leng Chenxi did not greet An Xiaojing as expected.
It seems that that person has become very disgusting in his heart.
"The silk scarf on your hand?" Leng Chenxi also noticed it.
"Why, you know this?"
Leng Yichen asked.
An Xiaojing suddenly raised her head and paid attention.
The heart beats chaotically again.
"It seems to belong to Yu Huanluo!"
Leng Chenxi said.
"Why does eldest brother also have a silk scarf like this!"
Leng Chenxi asked puzzledly.
"What did you say? You say it again?"
Leng Yichen's face was full of surprise.
"A few days ago, I stayed at Yu's house for a while and saw this silk scarf. If I guessed correctly, there is an embroidered heart in the middle of this silk scarf."
He was interested in this silk scarf at that time because it was so special.
"so……"
Leng Yichen paused, then looked at An Xiaojing.
He and An Xiaojing thought of it together.
All along, the man who manipulated everything behind the scenes, the man who threatened An Xiaojing's child, was Yu Zhenhuan?
At least all the evidence so far suggests that was that guy.
80.00%.
An Xiaojing was somewhat unable to accept this result.
She would rather believe that all this is false.
She believed in Yu Zhenhuan so much.
"Brother! What's the matter?"
Leng Chenxi asked.
"fine!"
Leng Yichen put away the silk scarf.
"Are you looking for me? What's the matter?"
"I'm still very satisfied with the department you arranged for me. I won't come here to tell you in advance."
Leng Chenxi said.
"That's good, I'm afraid you don't like it!"
Leng Yichen smiled.
"By the way, brother, it will be your birthday soon, if I remember correctly!"
It was only when Leng Chenxi opened her mouth that Leng Yichen realized that it was true.
In previous years, his birthday was spent with Chen Xi.
At least, in the past 20 years, eighteen birthdays have been with him.
That's why he remembered his birthday so clearly.
"Brother, we will be together every year, and this year, I will also be with you."
Leng Chenxi left the office after speaking.
An Xiaojing was still a little shocked by the news just now, and hadn't recovered from it yet.
"Leng Yichen, I..."
She really didn't know what to say.
"fine!"
Leng Yichen knew what she wanted to express.
"I'll investigate that silk scarf again. It's probably not what you think. Don't think too much about it."
Leng Yichen patted An Xiaojing's head.
He knew that An Xiaojing was very kind.
So, I don't want that person to be Yu Zhenhuan.
"Who does this silk scarf belong to? Who is it related to? Is it important to you?"
Leng Yichen asked the question knowingly.
He asked many times about the people behind An Xiaojing, but An Xiaojing couldn't tell him a complete answer.
So, she may not really know who is instigating her.
"kindness!"
An Xiaojing nodded.
Don't want to deny it.
The owner of this silk scarf has kidnapped her own child, how can she not care?
"Leng Yichen, thank you!"
An Xiaojing spoke.
After that, she was still worried.
He even made a special call to Yu Huanluo.
Ask Yu Huanluo to sit in the villa.
Yu Huanluo didn't know what was going on, but when An Xiaojing asked, she had no intention of refusing.
Although they just said goodbye.
After Yu Huan landed, An Xiaojing directly took out the silk scarf.
"Is this yours?"
An Xiaojing asked.
"Yes, why is my silk scarf here?"
Yu Huan's eyes were full of surprise, not knowing what happened.
"Are you sure?"
An Xiaojing asked again.
Yu Huan nodded.
"This silk scarf is the first gift Shangguan gave me, and I cherish this silk scarf very much."
So now that the silk scarf is placed there, she can recognize it at a glance.
Shangguan?
There was a subtle change in An Xiaojing's heart. That's right, why didn't she ever suspect Shangguan?
It seems like I haven't seen him in a while.
"Back to you!"
An Xiaojing returned the silk scarf to Yu Huanluo, feeling a little suspicious of Shangguan.
"what?"
Yu Huanluo suddenly spoke in surprise.
"This silk scarf is not mine!"
she said suddenly.
Although the color of the silk scarf is exactly the same as my own.
However, there are some differences.
"what happened?"
An Xiaojing was puzzled.
"Did you see the heart on this silk scarf? Mine is a heart. It is embroidered in two halves, and there is a thin seam in the middle."
Yu Huanluo said.
"When the Shangguan gave it to me, I scolded him. It's an unlucky silk scarf, so I cherish it and never wear it."