Ying Bailu glanced at him teasingly, and while closing her car door heavily, she teased: "Young Master Murong, you know that we are a group of besties. If we knew that Azi's discomfort was because of
It's your fault, you know what the consequences will be!"
As she spoke, she made a scissors hand gesture.
After saying that, a pair of eyes took a special look at his lower body, which made Murong Qingzhen's scalp numb and had to respond: "You are looking at my pants like this, could it be that I didn't zip it up when I came out just now?"
Ying Bailu snorted softly and curled up the corner of her mouth: "Only you know whether you have zipped it up or not. If so, you have to find someone to sew it up quickly to avoid making people laugh if the size is too small."
Murong Qingzhen was speechless after hearing this. He secretly thought that Ying Bailu's mouth was becoming more and more unforgiving. He quickly got into his car and immediately asked the driver to drive away.
Ying Bailu carried a packed box of almond and bird's nest dew in her hand and swayed all the way to the second floor.
Most of the servants also knew that Miss Ying was a powerful person. After leading her upstairs, they served her tea, then quickly closed the door and quietly retreated.
Ying Bailu saw that Jiang Zimo had indeed lost a lot of weight and looked haggard. "Azi, don't worry, uncle's illness will be fine."
Jiang Zimo motioned for her to sit next to him, and when the two looked at each other at close range, she said to her in an almost inaudible voice: "Walls have ears."
Ying Bailu was shocked when she heard this, but she quickly understood. After thinking about it, she still handed over the almond bird's nest in her hand, then turned on her phone and said, "Didn't you ask me to help you find some popular music a while ago?"
Is the material used as the dubbing material for your feature film? I happened to bring a few songs today. You can listen to them while you eat. There may be one you like."
Seeing that she understood, Jiang Zimo nodded, and after opening the white thermos box, the two of them sat by the bed and listened to soft music while chatting.
As a TV host, Ying Bailu is naturally familiar with the sound effects of live recordings. The music she adjusts is neither too loud nor too quiet, which can prevent eavesdropping and will not affect the soft conversation between the two.
"What's going on? Ah Zi, do you suspect who is behind all this?"
Jiang Zimo took a bite of the bird's nest leisurely, shook his head and said, "I'm not sure about this yet. I asked you to come over. First, I want you to use the power of your uncle's police to find the whereabouts of Yao Yuhan.
Secondly, I want you to help me buy something."
Ying Bailu nodded. Her uncle happened to be the director of the city's public security bureau. She could immediately nod and accept the small matter of finding someone.
"What do you want me to buy for you?" At this time, she naturally knew the seriousness of this.
Jiang Zimo was still eating the bird's nest in small bites: "Two micro bugs, the most advanced and safe ones, and the ones with self-destruction devices."
Ying Bailu understood most of it this time, and her mind immediately recalled the scene of Murong Qingyi going out in a hurry. But why two?
Jiang Zimo had always talked to her about everything, and he didn't intend to hide it from her at the moment, so he said: "Now I feel that both of them are suspicious, and Murong Qingzhen is naturally logical, but Bai Yanbing - to be honest
, I don’t think this matter has anything to do with him.”