She started calling this name A Yin again. What is the relationship between A Yin and her?
Could it be Jiang Yuru's son Ji Yin?
Jiang Jingyao and Ji Yin returned to the imperial capital together. Have they actually known each other?
But how could Jiang Jingyao know Ji Yin? Could it be that all this is a conspiracy?
The more Ji Zhanbai thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He turned around and left Mu Qingchi's room and called Ono, "How is it that I asked you to investigate Jiang Jingyao's affairs?"
"The information has not been found yet, she suddenly disappeared and came back suddenly, and all traces were erased. It is completely certain that her appearance was a long-planned conspiracy."
Ono's answer did not solve any problem for Ji Zhanbai. He still didn't know if Jiang Jingyao and Ji Yin had anything to do.
Ji Zhanbai frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly had an idea, "Prepare a photo of Ji Yin, I'll be useful!"
The next morning, Mu Qingchi, who had been sleeping for a night after taking sleeping pills, woke up.
Perhaps it was because of medicine, she felt a little dizzy. Mu Qingchi got up and washed up and left the room. She was meeting He Ma who came upstairs.
He's mother's attitude towards her was obviously much better than before, "Wake up, go downstairs to have breakfast."
"Yesterday...what happened yesterday?" Mu Qingchi asked after hesitating.
"I heard that you fainted and your aunt left, and nothing happened." Mom He replied.
Mu Qingchi thought of Song Yin, and actually wanted to ask Song Yin what he came here for, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to follow He's mother to the restaurant.
The breakfast was not the white porridge and pickled vegetables that were used to be, but turned into sandwich milk.
Mu Qingchi picked up the milk and took a sip, and then he saw Uncle Luo hurried in, holding a bag in his hand.
He handed the bag to He Ma, "This is sent by Ono. You can send it to the young master's study later."
He's mother took the bag and accidentally slipped out of the bag and fell to the ground.
The photo happened to fall at Mu Qingchi's feet. She hurriedly reached out to pick it up. When she saw the person in the photo, she slowed down. How could it be a photo of Song Yin?
He was very surprised, but Mu Qingchi still controlled himself and picked up the photo and handed it to He Ma without losing his composure.
He Ma put the photo into a bag and hurried upstairs.
Mu Qingchi was in a bad mood and was always speculating in his mind about what was in the document bag.
Why did they send Song Yin’s photo here?
What else is there in the bag besides Song Yin's photo? Her concern for Song Yin made her eat a few bites of sandwiches and drink a glass of milk and leave the restaurant.
Mu Qingchi did not go upstairs, so he took a rag and slowly wiped it in the living room, thinking while wiping it.
Song Yin only appeared here yesterday, and his photo was sent here today. What do Ji Zhanbai want to do?
Isn’t he invisible to his eyes and his legs disabled? What’s the use of asking for a photo of Song Yin?
Just now, Uncle Luo asked He Ma to send the documents to the study, so she would rather clean the study and see what was in the document bag.
Mu Qingchi thought about this and went upstairs with a rag. She cleaned a room first, and then went to the study room. There was a file bag on the table in the study room.
This is the file bag that Uncle Luo gave to He Ma just now, and Mu Qingchi could see it at a glance.
She walked to the table and began to wipe the table. The file bag containing Song Yin's photo was right in front of her, within reach.
Mu Qingchi raised his hand, and just touched the file bag with his fingertips, a thought suddenly flashed in her mind, and she quickly retracted her hand.
Her identity here is very embarrassing now. Everyone doesn’t trust her and hates her. If this happens, how could she put important things in front of her?
Aren’t they afraid of her peeking? This idea made Mu Qingchi look up at the wall of the study, and a camera was facing the table darkly.