Seeing the camera, Mu Qingchi broke into a cold sweat. Although she had not planned to do anything bad, if she had just opened this document bag, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Mu Qingchi quickly packed up the study and exited.
In the next room, Ji Zhanbai watched Mu Qingchi exit the study with an expressionless face, then turned to look at He's mother. "She just saw the photo? What was her expression at that time?"
Mother He thought for a moment, "She seemed a little surprised and quickly returned to normal."
"Surprised?" Ji Zhanbai uttered two words softly, so Jiang Jingyao really knows Ji Yin?
Mother He didn't know what he was thinking, "Master, what do you mean?"
"If my prediction is correct, Jiang Jingyao and the recovered Ji Yin know each other."
"This shouldn't be right?" Mother He was startled, "How could they know each other? Didn't she lose her memory? And that Ji Yin, didn't he find it suddenly? Could it be that this woman Jiang Yuru was responsible for all this?
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"Who else besides her?" Ji Zhanbai sneered.
"What should the young master do now?" Mother He asked worriedly.
"Jiang Jingyao has become smarter and did not take the bait. Since she came here with a purpose, it is impossible for us to break through her, so let people keep an eye on Ji Yin."
"That Ji Yin is the son of Jiang Yuru, a vicious and shameless woman. He must be as shameless and vicious as her. He will definitely be very, very careful. I don't think you can find anything by staring at Ji Yin." Mother He.
Very worried.
"Well, you're right, but no matter how cunning a fox is, it will show its tail. Not only does it want to stare at him, I think it should go further. Let's first find an opportunity to create a chance for Jiang Jingyao and Ji Yin to meet. I'll let him
Ono will arrange it."
Mu Qingchi cleaned the second floor, wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked downstairs. Turning around the stairs, he saw a man wearing a silver mask sitting in a wheelchair in the living room.
Why did Ji Zhanbai come downstairs?
She quickly walked downstairs and walked to Ji Zhanbai's side, "Why did you come downstairs?"
"Shouldn't I go downstairs?" the man asked.
"No, I'm just worried about your health..."
"This is not something you should worry about. Push me to go outside for a walk!" the man interrupted her.
Mu Qingchi had no choice but to push Ji Zhanbai to the garden. She carefully observed Ji Zhanbai in the wheelchair.
He was still wearing pajamas, with a silver mask covering his face tightly. Sitting in a wheelchair, he sat upright, and his long legs were very eye-catching.
If he hadn't been unable to move his legs, he must have been in very good shape when he stood up, right?
Mu Qingchi was thinking as his eyes fell on Ji Zhanbai's hand on his knee. Ji Zhanbai's fingers were slender and neat, and very beautiful.
Wasn't he disfigured in the explosion? Why can't there be any scars on his hands?
There are also no scars on his neck, which is really strange. Did the explosion only hurt his face?
Mu Qingchi was thinking about Ji Zhanbai in the wheelchair and suddenly said, "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing, just... I just think your hands are very beautiful. They are the most beautiful hands I have ever seen."
These words made Ji Zhanbai look at his hands. Damn it, he forgot to wear gloves, and this cunning woman actually saw the clues.
He said calmly, "Are my hands pretty? In fact, my face is prettier than my hands. Do you want to take a look at them too?"
These words suddenly reminded Mu Qingchi of the horrific scene he saw that night, eyes without eyeballs, a hole in the nose, crooked mouth, and bleeding...
Mu Qingchi shuddered. Although she didn't mean to look down on Ji Zhanbai, she still needed courage to face that kind of terror again.
