Jia Huan looked coldly at the excited Xiao Yinuo:

"Yes, I know everything you said, but didn't you say before that you don't know An An's identity or where she is? Besides, this woman's name is just An An, and she just appeared in front of us for the first time today.

, do you know her? Why are you sure that she is the person you are looking for? "

Xiao Yinuo was speechless when he was asked. It was not that he had never thought about these questions. The moment he saw An An's resume, he was indeed impulsive, emotional, and even lost his mind. But later, when he was able to make rational judgments, he

His thinking is still controlled by his subjective consciousness, which forcefully leads his cognition to the other extreme.

If you have to ask Xiao Yinuo why, why is he so sure to believe that An An is the girl who saved him back then? Maybe it's because of the same pretty and lovely face, maybe it's because of her beautiful pear blossoms when she fell on the floor.

The rainy expression may be because she was nervous and in a hurry, trying to escape without saying a word.

All of this is very similar to the girl who left Xiao Yinuo without saying goodbye - An An.

"I said she is, she is!" Xiao Yinuo suddenly yelled. Jia Huan was startled by his willful look. Maybe he had suppressed it for too long. So many things have happened recently, Xiao Yinuo

Emotional disorders are also understandable.

Jia Huan shook his head, turned around and walked out of Xiao Yinuo's office without saying a word.

After returning to his office, not long after, Gu Jiajia knocked on the door and walked in:

"Director Moy, if it is convenient for you now, I would like to spare you a few minutes to tell you something."

Jia Huan nodded, stood up from his seat, and walked to the sofa: "You sit down." After that, he poured two glasses of water and handed one to Gu Jiajia, "If you have anything to say, just say it."

Gu Jiajia held the water glass and was in a daze for a while. She didn't know if it was an illusion. Jia Huan vaguely saw tears shining in her eyes, but they didn't fall for a long time.

"Maybe you don't know the story of Mr. Xiao and An An very well. I'm here today just to tell you everything I know." Gu Jiajia's voice has never been gentler, completely in line with her usual image of a capable and neat professional woman.

On the contrary, she is as tender and affectionate as the girl next door.

Jia Huan couldn't help but feel a little moved when she heard this. Women are emotionally sensitive creatures, and Gu Jiajia's feelings for Xiao Yinuo couldn't be hidden from Jia Huan's eyes.

"You tell me." Jia Huan doesn't hate Gu Jiajia, on the contrary, she is a little touched because her love is so sincere, profound and does not ask for anything in return.

Twenty minutes later, the story of Xiao Yinuo and An An came to an end in Gu Jiajia's mouth, but time seemed to freeze on Jia Huan's face. She sat on the sofa expressionless and motionless, but her heart had already drifted to eight years ago.

That night - could it be that the boy he saved at that time was Xiao Yinuo?!

At that time, Jia Huan did not dare to speak to him because she was worried that if the gangsters caught up with her, her accent would reveal her whereabouts. I remember thinking that the boy did ask her name at that time. Jia Huan was too cautious to say anything, so what?

I will tell him my name.

Thinking that his brother's life or death was uncertain, Jia Huan was moved and wrote the word "An" on the boy's hand, expressing the hope that his brother would be safe.

Now that I think about it, Xiao Yinuo does have some shadow of that boy from back then.

Xiao Yinuo was just kidnapped, but Jia Huan accidentally killed someone. The two walked to the highway entrance. Xiao Yinuo excitedly stopped the police car to help, but Jia Huan saw that the police dared not stay any longer, so he had to leave in a hurry without telling him. No. I didn’t expect that Xiao Yinuo would remember this little episode for so many years.

"How stupid!" Jia Huan couldn't help but said.

Gu Jiajia looked at her in surprise. It took a moment for Jia Huan to come back to her senses: "If he writes the word 'An' on his palm, does that mean he must be called An An?!"

"Mr. Xiao said that when he called her An An, the girl acquiesced," Gu Jiajia explained.

"She is mute. Can a mute be called acquiescent if she doesn't speak?!" Jia Huan rolled his eyes angrily, mentally cursing Xiao Yinuo for being an idiot.

Gu Jiajia was stunned for a while and then said slowly: "I suspect that Shen An'an is a liar."

"Oh?" Jia Huan became interested: "How do you say this?"

"I have never seen such a perfect resume. It is as if it was tailor-made for this recruitment. Even the comments and dialogues of the company executives she once worked for are perfect and impeccable. It seems that ——" Gu Jiajia bit her lip: "It seems to have been carefully designed. I suspect there is something wrong with her identity."

"Of course her identity is fake!" Jia Huan affirmed. She can't tell Gu Jiajia the truth now, and she doesn't intend to let Xiao Yinuo know that she is the "An'an" in his mouth, but the arrival of Shen An'an is clearly a trap, and It is extremely detrimental to family happiness.

Looking at it this way, the only way to expose her was to expose her. Jia Huan thought about some details that happened between the two that day. These were not shown in Gu Jiajia's previous narration. She should not know. Maybe this was Xiao Yinuo's worry. If others know too much, someone will pretend to be An An and do it deliberately.

It seems that this idiot is not too stupid. Jia Huan thought and immediately had an idea.

"I heard that the company is planning to invest in France recently and has acquired several well-known wineries?" Jia Huan asked.

"Yes." Gu Jiajia didn't understand Jia Huan's question, and her eyes were full of doubts.

Jia Huan smiled: "Bring me the relevant information. From now on, I will be responsible for this matter. In addition, you let Shen An'an officially go to work tomorrow."

"But-" Gu Jiajia hesitated.

Jia Huan raised her hand to interrupt her: "Don't worry, I have my own sense of discretion. This time I must let her show her fox tail."...

Wang Yuanchu walked into the private room he had left before, picked up the tea cup from the table and looked at it carefully. After a moment, a fat middle-aged man walked in, looking a little flustered:

"Wang Ting, in this water——"

"I know." Wang Yuanchu interrupted He Heshan, put down his tea cup, turned around and walked out of the private room. When he passed by Lao He, he lightly left a sentence, "Deal with it."

He Heshan hurriedly bowed and nodded. Although Wang Yuanchu did not explicitly say whether to deal with the poisonous cup of tea or the lucky man, it was not difficult for him to guess.

Mo Shasha didn’t know that the reason why she met Wang Yuanchu by chance in that teahouse was because it was the place where Wang Yuanchu and his wife first met. Over the past few decades, the teahouse has changed countless owners, and the decoration style has also changed. Although things have changed, Wang Yuanchu still maintained the habit of going to a teahouse on the third day of every month, which remained unchanged for decades.

As Wang Yuanchu's position became higher and higher, smart people like He Heshan naturally figured out his temper and bought the teahouse to get close to him.

The private room that Mo Shasha stayed in was specially designed by He Heshan for Wang Yuanchu. There are 15 high-precision cameras installed inside, which can record the characters' movements and various micro-expressions in all directions. The backstage monitoring room is also equipped with a supercomputer.

Conduct analysis to ensure that the information Wang Yuanchu wants is completely retained.

Scar broke in before and Wang Yuanchu left, but he did not leave the teahouse, but went to the monitoring room. Every word Scar and Mo Shasha said, as well as every movement and expression they made, was watched by Wang Yuanchu

Next. He Heshan, the owner of the teahouse, stood behind Wang Yuanchu, trembling. It was obvious that the woman on the screen was attracted by Wang Ting. That Scar coveted her wantonly, and there must be no good end. However, he did not expect that the woman was not a good person either.

Stubble actually resorted to such means.

Fortunately, the woman's phone rang at that time, and she hurriedly answered the call and left. Scar seemed to be a little wary of the person on the phone, so he didn't say a word and then paid the bill and walked out.

"Mr. He, are you looking for me?" A young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses walked into the office and interrupted He Heshan's thoughts.

"Yes." He Heshan nodded, placed a USB flash drive on the table in front of him, and pushed it over: "Let this person disappear as soon as possible and do it cleanly."

The young man twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a creepy smile. He stepped forward and held the USB flash drive in his hand: "Three days, the old rule is, no one alive, no dead body."

"Yes." He Heshan turned his back. After a moment, he heard the office door open and close, then he took out a cigar from his pocket and played with it thoughtfully on his fingertips...

After work, Jiahuan returned home and saw Si Baining sitting on the sofa cleaning his gun. He couldn't help but think of his beloved Browning pistol hidden in the suitcase. At that time, Si Baining secretly collected the gun on his own initiative.

He left, and so far he hasn't given Jia Huan an explanation. Jia Huan can't help but feel a little depressed.

Originally, he had planned to tell Si Baining about the chance encounter between himself and Xiao Yinuo eight years ago. For some reason, Jiahuan suddenly didn't want to tell him.

Whether it's a big deal or not, it's a small matter, so just keep it as a little secret of yours. Jia Huan thought about it, turned around and walked upstairs into the bedroom.

Si Baining raised his head, looked at Jia Huan's back, and frowned. Just as Si Baining was about to get up and go upstairs, his cell phone suddenly rang. After the call was connected, Mo Shasha's voice was weak and urgent: "Where are you now?"

Si Baining was startled, "I'm at home."

"Come to the Kington Hotel, is twenty minutes enough? I'll wait for you." After Mo Shasha finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Si Baining felt agitated when he heard the "beep beep beep" busy tone from the phone. He glanced at the direction of the stairs, put the pistol in his left breast pocket, and left in a hurry.

From the sound of it, Mo Shasha must have had something urgent, otherwise she wouldn't have called him so hurriedly. Si Baining thought and drove the car very fast. Unfortunately, at this time, the traffic in Tangling was very congested.

The journey that originally took less than fifteen minutes actually took more than half an hour.
Chapter completed!