Chatper 414 (1/2)

It was Qin Muchen's office that Nanchuan took Su Ziyue to.

"You go in directly. There is no one else, but the boss is inside. I have something to do, so let's go first." After Nanchuan finished speaking, he turned and left.

I don't know if it was Su Ziyue's illusion, but she felt that Nanchuan's expression was a bit treacherous.

Su Ziyue opened the door and went in, and immediately saw Qin Muchen sitting behind the desk.

He had already taken off his suit jacket and put it on the back of the chair. He was only wearing a long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up to reveal a section of his forearm. He covered his forehead with one hand and closed his eyes slightly, as if Taking a nap.

Su Ziyue closed the door carefully, and walked over lightly.

When she came up to her, she smelled alcohol again.

Qin Muchen drank again?

She took two more deep breaths, and it really smelled like wine.

His brows furrowed unconsciously.

Qin Muchen opened his eyes at this moment, and saw Su Ziyue in front of him frowning and staring at him. He moved his lips slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it in the end.

He sat up straight, staring at her with black eyes: "What can you do with me, tell me."

Su Ziyue resisted the urge to ask how much wine he had drunk, and sat down in front of him.

"What I want to ask is about my uncle." When she spoke, she turned her head to one side.

Qin Muchen kept staring at her, she was a little uncomfortable, although she knew that Qin Muchen had no other intentions, it was just out of instinct when talking to others, but she still couldn't help thinking about it.

"Didn't you hear everything last night?" Qin Muchen didn't look away, his voice was neither soft nor heavy, and it was extremely pleasant.

Hearing what he said, Su Ziyue didn't beat around the bush, and asked directly, "What's the relationship between him and Lin Enxue?"

As soon as the words came out, Su Ziyue's face changed slightly.

When it comes to Lin Enxue, Lin Zixi is inevitable.

That little boy who was related to Qin Muchen by blood.

Small, a little introverted, but very lovable.

"I don't know, that's all I found. Except that Feng Xingyan's account remitted money to her three years ago, I can't find anything else."

"Then, Lin Enxue really helped him?"

Qin Mu Shen raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Lin Enxue has been recovering from illness at home, and Feng Xingyan has been treated at home when he was seriously ill and went abroad. Do you think they might have an intersection?"

That is no more.

In other words, Feng Xingyan was lying.

Every liar must have something to hide.

Seeing the change of expression on Su Ziyue's face, Qin Muchen knew that she had figured this out.

"Feng Xingyan's matter, after there is progress, I will let someone tell you. Since you have already begun to doubt him, then be on your guard." Qin Muchen's words were full of advice.

Su Ziyue heard a trace of concern from Qin Mushen's indifferent tone.

As if understanding what she was thinking, Qin Muchen continued: "We've been husband and wife for nearly three years, I have to remind you of these things, and you, don't think too much about it."

Su Ziyue exploded like a cat whose tail was stepped on. She raised her voice and said, "I didn't think much about it. What did I think?"

Qin Muchen's gaze stayed on her face for a moment, as if confirming the authenticity of her words, and then said softly: "Nothing is the best."

"Sorry for taking up Mr. Qin's time." Su Ziyue didn't want to see such an indifferent Qin Muchen, so she stood up and was about to leave.

Qin Muchen suddenly reached out and pushed a key in front of her: "Take it."

Su Ziyue lowered her eyes and saw that it was the key to the box that he said he would give her yesterday.