The door to the room was opened, and the person sitting on the bed and leaning against the wall was Ruan Xingwan's face.
The sun's rays shine in through the narrow window, dazzling the eyes a bit.
Zhou Junnian couldn't tell for a moment whether the person sitting there was Wen Qian or Ruan Xingwan.
He glanced at the men behind him, who immediately stepped forward, held her shoulders, and shook her awake.
The woman on the bed opened her eyes suddenly, her eyes full of confusion and panic.
When Zhou Junnian saw this, his eyelids drooped slightly, his lips tightened, and there were faint veins on the pale hand placed on the armrest of the wheelchair.
It was obvious that he was trying his best to suppress his anger.
Wen Qian looked around, completely unaware of what was happening. She knelt down in front of Zhou Junnian with a thud, opened her mouth and wanted to speak, but saw him glance over with a very cold look: "I think I don't need to ask anymore.
What's wrong with you?"
Hearing this, Wen Qian took a deep breath and hurriedly grabbed his trouser legs: "I don't know what happened. I did exactly what you asked me to do. I didn't say a word after I left with him.
Yes, but...but I suddenly fainted, and when I woke up, it was...just..."
At this time, the men inspected the room and found a raised carpet.
He lifted up the carpet, and underneath it was a heavy baffle.
"Young Master."
Zhou Junnian looked over and ordered in a cold voice: "Open it."
The men moved the barrier and saw a staircase leading to the second floor.
He laughed suddenly, his face covered with a heavy gloom.
No wonder Ruan Xing came to see him alone in the evening party. It turned out that he had been prepared for it.
After Zhou Junnian was silent for two seconds, he suddenly said: "Since Wen Qian is here, then the one outside is...let them take action and bring the person to me, dead or alive."
The men left in response, but when he took a few steps, the people outside the door hurried in.
"Young Master, Zhou Cishen..."
In the middle of what the visitor was saying, Wen Qian paused for two seconds on the ground and seemed a little surprised.
I don't understand how the person who suddenly disappeared just now is here.
A few minutes ago, when the ship was in turmoil, the whole scene was a bit chaotic. Before they could react, they were attacked.
Zhou Junnian sneered: "The whole ship is my people, tell me how they got in under your noses?"
The visitor whispered: "There was only one person who attacked us.
His skills are very good and his moves are ruthless. We are no match for him."
Zhou Junnian said: "There is no such person around Zhou Cishen."
At this time, Jon came out of nowhere: "Jiang Shanghan has a subordinate named Jiang Ying, who is like a shadow, protecting him. No one knows his height, appearance, age, because people who have seen him,
They are all dead."
Zhou Junnian turned around, his brows filled with frost: "You mean, the person on the boat is Jiang Shanghan."
Jon did not answer, but continued what he had just said: "Although Jiang Ying is Jiang Shanghan's subordinate, he will not protect anyone except Jiang Shanghan, even with Jiang Shanghan's orders."
This is, from another aspect, an answer to Zhou Junnian's question.
Wen Qian knelt on the ground. When Zhou Junnian looked over, she quickly waved her hands: "I don't know who Jiang Shanghan is. The person I saw was Zhou Cishen. I..."
Zhou Junnian took out a photo from his subordinates where Jiang Shanghan came to Zhou's for a cocktail party and threw it to her.
Wen Qian picked it up and was stunned.
The person in the photo only has a side face.
This profile is very similar to Zhou Cishen.
Her reaction made everyone in the room understand.
Qiao Qiao said: "Jiang Shanghan and Zhou Cishen are somewhat similar to each other. This Miss Wen probably has not met Zhou Cishen several times.
Therefore, as long as Jiang Shanghan deliberately imitates Zhou Cishen, she can't tell the difference."
Zhou Junnian said: "It's impossible. I had a chat with Cishen before boarding the ship."
"You also said it before boarding the ship.
You can use Wen Qian to confuse Zhou Cishen, but why can't he use Jiang Shanghan to take advantage of him?"
Jon continued, "If Zhou Cishen can think of this plan, he must know the existence of Miss Wen."
Wen Qian's eyes widened and she hurriedly waved her hands: "I definitely didn't leak it. I didn't... I never left the Zhou family..."
But when she said it later, she didn't know what she thought of, and her voice became less confident.
She went to see Ruan Xingwan, but that time, she was wearing sunglasses, a mask and a hat, and there was no way Ruan Xingwan would notice!
Jon also noticed something strange about her: "It seems that Miss Wen really succeeds more than fails."
Wen Qian also knew that she had gotten into trouble, and quickly crawled to Zhou Junnian's side again, crying and begging: "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Zhou, please give me another chance, I promise, I promise..."
Zhou Junnian's expression remained unchanged and he calmly ordered: "It's taken care of."
The men responded, and two people immediately came forward and dragged Wen Qian away.
Arriving at the stern of the ship, Wen Qian curled up on the ground, her eyes full of emptiness and despair, and she stopped crying as if she had resigned herself to her fate.
But when the two men in front of her were about to take action, they suddenly fell down.
Then, a familiar face appeared in Wen Qian's sight.
Her eyes widened in disbelief: "Thank you... thank you brother..."
Xie Rong squatted in front of her and looked at her numbly.
Wen Qian struggled back until she pressed against the wall and screamed: "Aren't you already dead?
Don't come to me for revenge, I wasn't the one who killed you..."
While roaring, she saw that he was wearing the clothes of a waiter on the ship.
Wen Qian understood something instantly: "It's you, you're helping Ruan Xingwan, what benefits has she given you, and you want to harm me like this!"
Xie Rong grabbed her collar and spoke in a cold voice: "I'll tell you one more time. Remember, Uncle Wen, she is the one who handles your father's funeral.
What were you doing during that time?"
"I...I don't know, I don't know he is dead..."
"Yes, of course you don't know. You always only have eyes for yourself."
Xie Rong said, "But Xiaoqian, look for yourself, what you have become now, do you still remember who you are?"
As he said that, Xie Rong grabbed her collar and made her lie down on the railing at the stern of the boat.
Her face was reflected on the sparkling sea.
Wen Qian struggled and shouted: "This is not me! This is that bitch Ruan Xingwan. It's all because of her. It's because of her that I became like this!"
Xie Rong let go of her and took two steps back: "This is the path you chose. No one can help you anymore."