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Chapter 1775 Who is A Yin?

A Yin?

She started calling this name A Yin again. What is the relationship between this A Yin and her?

Could it be Ji Yin, the son Jiang Yuru found?

Jiang Jingyao and Ji Yin returned to the imperial capital at the same time. Could it be that they have always known each other?

But how could Jiang Jingyao know Ji Yin? Is all this 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 Xiaoye, "How is it going when I asked you to check on Jiang Jingyao?"

"The information has not been found yet. She suddenly disappeared and came back suddenly. All traces have been erased. It is absolutely certain that her appearance was a long-planned conspiracy."

Xiaoye's answer did not solve any puzzle for Ji Zhanbai. He still didn't know whether Jiang Jingyao and Ji Yin were related.

Ji Zhanbai frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly had an idea, "Please prepare a copy of Ji Yin's photo, I'll use it!"

The next morning, Mu Qingchi woke up after taking sleeping pills and sleeping all night.

Probably because of the medicine, she still felt a little dizzy. Mu Qingchi got up, washed up, and left the room. He met He's mother coming upstairs.

Mother He's attitude towards her was obviously much better than before, "Wake up, let's go downstairs and have breakfast."

"Yesterday...what happened after yesterday?" Mu Qingchi hesitated and asked.

"I heard that your aunt left after you fainted. Nothing happened." Mother He replied.

Mu Qingchi thought of Song Yin, and actually wanted to ask Song Yin what he was doing here, but he didn't know where to start, so he had to follow He's mother to the restaurant.

Breakfast is no longer the white porridge with pickled mustard, but a sandwich with milk.

Mu Qingchi picked up the milk and took a sip, then saw Uncle Luo hurried in with a bag in his hand.

He handed the bag to Mother He, "This is from Xiaoye. You can take it to the young master's study later."

Mother He took the bag and accidentally slipped a few photos out of the bag and dropped them to the ground.

The photo happened to fall at the feet of Mu Qingchi. She hurriedly reached out to pick it up. When she saw the person in the photo, she slowed down. How could it be Song Yin's photo?

He was shocked, but Mu Qingchi still controlled himself and picked up the photo without losing his composure and handed it to Mother He.

Mother He put the photos in her bag and hurried upstairs.

Mu Qingchi was in a bad mood and kept wondering in his mind what was in the document bag.

Why did they send Song Yin's photos here?

What else was in that bag besides Song Yin's photos? Worrying about Song Yin made her take a few bites of the sandwich, drink a glass of milk, and leave the restaurant.

Mu Qingchi did not go upstairs, but 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 does Ji Zhanbai want to do?

Isn’t he blind and his legs are disabled? What’s the use of Song Yin’s photo?

Just now, Uncle Luo asked Ma He to send the documents to the study. Why don't she use the excuse of cleaning the study to see what's in the document bag?

With this thought, Mu Qingchi took the rag and went upstairs. She cleaned a room first, and then went to the study. There was a file bag on the table in the study.

This is the document bag that Uncle Luo gave to Ma He just now. Mu Qingchi could tell it at a glance.

She walked to the table and started to wipe it. The document bag containing Song Yin's photo was right in front of her, within reach.

Mu Qingchi raised her hand, and as soon as her fingertips touched the document bag, a thought suddenly flashed in her mind, and she quickly retracted her hand.

Her current status here is very embarrassing. Everyone distrusts her and hates her. How could she put important things in front of her casually?

Aren't they afraid of her peeking? This thought made Mu Qingchi raise his head and glance at the wall of the study room, where a dark camera was facing the table.


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