A private room in the club.

A man who looks more delicate than a woman leaned against the sofa with his legs crossed, putting his high back on the sofa behind him with one hand and holding a goblet containing a little red wine in the other.

Without drinking, he just shook his goblet and looked at the man sitting on the other side, and asked with a smile: "You have been in a daze since you stepped into the box. Did you encounter something difficult? If I remember correctly, you have just finished your work back to Beicheng today, right? All the tricky things should have been solved."

The one sitting there was nothing else, it was Yin Jiujin.

His face was handsome, with a white shirt and black trousers as usual. But at this moment, his brows were locked, and his eyes were filled with a strong and gloomy atmosphere.

It is not gloomy, but a kind of darkness that no one can get close to.

This aura belongs to Yin Jiujin.

Of course, his expression was not a difficult thing, but was thinking about the invitation letter he had read earlier, or rather, the three words "Yin Jiujin" written on the invitation letter.

He saw some momentum from those three words that ordinary people do not have.

Even those who have worked hard to write down words may not be able to write them.

Not to mention that the little girl just graduated from junior high school and could not write such words. Even if she could write them, she was a stupid girl who didn't even understand the sinister hearts, and could not write such a powerful word.

Did the little girl find someone to write it on her behalf?

No, no.

Not to mention that the little girl doesn’t know many people in Beicheng, even if she knows her, it will not be easy to find someone who can write such words in Beicheng.

At least he had never seen such a person before in North City for so many years.

Those three words are not written well and have a momentum, but rather that you can feel a murderous aura from the strokes.

This statement sounds strange, but in fact, some research on words has been done by people who have personally experienced the kind of desperate battle with the enemy, either you die or I die, and can more or less feel it.

Therefore, it is ruled out that the little girl is asking someone to write an invitation letter on her behalf, and there is only one possibility left, that is, the invitation letter was written by the little girl himself.

If that's the case...

It’s no wonder that before seeing Yin Jiujin, Yan Jinyu classified him as a fearful person. With just three words on an invitation letter, he could see so much, and even began to doubt her past seamless false information.

But no matter how suspicious it is, Yin Jiujin's impression of Yan Jinyu's stupidity will not change for a while.

Yin Jiujin is confident in his own eyesight.

If the little girl was pretending to be so pretty, she couldn't escape his eyes.

Just as he was thinking about this, his thoughts were interrupted by another person in the box, and Yin Jiujin no longer struggled with it.

Let’s just think that the little girl’s handwriting is well written. If anything else is really unusual, he will sooner or later find out.

I have to say that at some point, Yin Jiujin's attitude towards things related to Yan Jinyu is actually similar to Yan Jinyu's attitude towards things related to him.

Don't go into it deeply, let it go.

If this suspicion fell on others other than Yan Jinyu, how could Yin Jiujin have taken over so easily?

Retracting his thoughts, Yin Jiujin looked up and said, "Is it something wrong to call me out?"

"..." This is not the first time I saw this man's deep and gloomy eyes, but every time I see it, I will be inexplicably scared.

Fortunately, he got used to it, and despite being shocked, he couldn't see it on his face.

"There is something that has something to do with your old fiancée." After speaking, he met Yin Jiujin's deep and gloomy eyes. Min Ting calmly held a goblet and sipped a sip of red wine, "Don't worry, wait until I will talk slowly."

Min Ting, 25 years old, was the only son of Min Guili, the head of the Min family in the imperial capital, and was ranked third in the Min family. He was known as Min Sanshao and was a famous playboy in the imperial capital.

He would call Yin Jiujin out at night because of something related to Yan Jinyu. It was because Min Ting and Yin Jiujin were quite intimate. The outside world was half-believing and half-doubted about the rumors about Yan Jinyu and others, but he was very sure that the rumors were all true.

You should know that he and Yin Jiujin have known each other for so many years, but they have never set foot in Jingshan. But today, he received news that Yin Jiujin personally brought Yan Jinyu to Jingshan.

Of course, this was not the news that Min Ting had obtained to monitor Yin Jiujin. He didn't have the courage to monitor Yin Jiujin, but because he had a good relationship with Yin Jiujin and was familiar with the people under Yin Jiujin's hands, he heard it accidentally.

It’s not that Yin Jiujin was not strict in his rule, but that Yan Jinyu and Yin Jiujin personally led him to Jingshan, which only spread within them, and was harmless.

Not only that, the spread of this will also make the people below understand Yan Jinyu's weight in Yin Jiujin's heart and dare not be despised by her.

So the little gossip that the people under his command were talking about, from a certain level, was considered to be acquiesced by Yin Jiujin.

"explain."

Min Ting's casual smile closed slightly, shook the goblet in his hand, and his expression was a bit serious, "Second brother, how much do you know about the young lady of the Yan family?"

Yin Jiujin's eyes were deep.

How much do you know?

If he had asked him this question before today, he would have said he would have learned everything without hesitation. He had carefully checked her past and had a complete copy of her information on his hand, but after seeing the invitation letter, he was not sure.

"Speak straight away if you have something to do."

Min Ting is a playboy, but he has a good relationship with Yin Jiujin, which shows that it is not a simple one. Yin Jiujin did not directly answer his question, and Min Ting instantly understood what Yin Jiujin meant.

I can't calm down for a long time.

Even the famous Ninth Master had such an attitude towards the young lady of the Yan family. No wonder Qin Bailu asked him for help to plead with her.

However, he came to Beicheng here not entirely to help Qin Bailu. He really had to come to Beicheng to deal with some things. As for Qin Bailu's busyness, he just took the opportunity.

To be honest, I know this man's temperament. If he had not owed Qin Bailu a favor in his early years, he would not have promised to help him.

Even Yin Jiujin didn't understand what his attitude towards this fiancée was, so they came to find trouble rashly, not afraid that they would not end up?

"Actually, in addition to dealing with some things at hand, I also came to Beicheng to ask you for a relationship with Qin Bailu's request. Beicheng is your territory. It is said that what happened in Beicheng cannot be hidden from your eyes, but this happened on Huo Xuan's territory."

The reason why Min Ting was sure that Yin Jiujin didn't know was because he had a lot of business in North City, but he never heard from his subordinates mention what happened in the largest underground racing stadium in North City a month ago. This can be judged that someone must have done something to prevent the rumors that happened in the underground racing stadium that day.

There are not many people who are capable of doing this, but there are not many people who are capable of doing this, but those who know that they may offend Yin Jiujin, the first person he thinks of was Huo Xuan.

Especially when the underground racing yard is still Huo Xuan's territory, Huo Xuan and Yin Jiujin are in trouble.

"It would be better to say that Qin Bailu is pleading for others. The emperor has many families, one of which is the Qiu family, which ranks among many families. I wonder if my second brother has heard of it?"

After Yin Jiujin's eyes were met, Min Ting immediately realized.

This man didn’t know which onion the Qiu family was!

"It doesn't matter if I haven't heard of it. I just mentioned it casually, because this matter involves the daughter of the Qiu family, and the daughter of the Qiu family is Qin Bailu's friend, so Qin Bailu found me and asked me to plead with you on her behalf."

Speaking of this, Min Ting sneered in his heart. Qin Bailu did this and said that she valued Qiu Jian's friend, and he would never believe it.

If she doesn't value Qiu Jian and plead for mercy, then she will waste him, Min Sanshou, who wants to help Qiu Jian ask for this love, so she will have more intentions.

Worrying that he was implicated by Qiu Jian, he could not think of so many others for the time being, but one thing he could think of was that Qin Bailu's plea would definitely make his second brother remember the three words "Qin Bailu".

If you don’t show up, you don’t have to be affected by your second brother’s anger, and you can show your face openly in front of your second brother. This is a good plan.

"Qin family?"

Seeing that Yin Jiujin didn't even mention the name "Qin Bailu", he only mentioned the Qin family, and still had such an uncertain tone, Min Ting's low sneer towards Qin Bailu became deep sympathy.

If Qin Bailu really had a plan to show her face, then her plan would obviously be lost.

Poor Qin Bailu, the second lady of the Qin family, is still well-known in the imperial capital, but she is so unpresented by her second brother.

"Well, Qin Hao's stepmother gave birth to daughter, Qin Hao's half-sister, and the second lady of the Qin family."

"She asked you to plead for mercy, or would she use her favor to help a Qiu daughter plead for mercy?" Min Ting was surprised that he was interested. Before he could sigh, he heard him continue, "What does their mercy have to do with my little girl?"

My little girl...

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