Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 317

Shen Yunzhong sat in the living room, his hands behind his head, burying his head between his knees, the white hair at his temples particularly noticeable under the light.

"Father,"

Liu Jinnian looked at him, her eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses flashing with a complex light. "Secretary-General Si means... to make Qin Shi disappear."

Shen Yunzhong looked up, staring at Liu Jinnian for a long time, his Adam's apple bobbing: "He is, after all... also my son. And your brother."

"I don't need a brother."

Liu Jinnian's eyes flashed with hatred.

"He definitely knows too much."

Shen Yunzhong finally made up his mind: "Make it as clean as possible."

After Shen Yunzhong left, Liu Jinnian drew the curtains, opened his laptop, and the pale face was illuminated by the blue light of the screen. He typed in the mysterious website address called "Prison Network".

Five million...

He muttered to himself, his long, slender fingers tapping the confirmation key on the keyboard.

Soon, an encrypted email popped up:

[Deposit of 100 million, target photos and time]

Liu Jinnian selected a photo of Qin Shi attending a business summit from her phone's photo album. In the photo, Qin Shi was wearing a sharp black suit and shaking hands with a client.

He hesitated for a moment, but still clicked send.

At the same time, the Qinqi headquarters building was brightly lit.

Qin Shi was standing in the conference room, in the middle of a meeting.

“We’re going to build new factories both domestically and internationally,” he told the R&D director, his fingers lightly tapping the table. “Our order book is already full until the year after next.”

"President Qin, there is a high-level technology conference this weekend, and Huifang invites you and Finland to attend together."

The R&D director took out several invitations, selected the most important one, and handed it to Qin Shi.

"Yan Lan is busy lately, so I'll go by myself."

Qin Shi casually agreed.

Yan Lan is already more than five months pregnant, almost six months along. So much has happened lately, and he hopes she can rest for a while.

When Qin Shi returned to the manor, it was already late at night, but more than a dozen media vehicles were still blocking the carved iron gate of Yunhu Manor.

Cameras with long lenses and short lenses were pointed at the main building of the resort, and reporters discussed the matter animatedly:

"I heard that God Ou lives here!"

"This is one of the world's top car designers!"

The security captain wiped his sweat and directed his men.

"Guard the gate tightly; don't let a single reporter in!"

Qin Shi sat in the car, looking at the media outside, his brows slightly furrowed.

The housekeeper knocked and entered the villa: "Young Madam, the carriage is ready. The young master wants us to take the path behind the mountain."

Yan Lan and Qin Shi moved to a villa in the suburbs.

But soon, the media swarmed in like sharks smelling blood.

Early in the morning, Yan Lan stood at the window on the second floor of the villa, looking at the flashing camera lights outside the wall, and sighed.

At the entrance of the villa, Yan Lan, wearing a mask and a baseball cap, mingled in the crowd while carrying a grocery basket.

She was wearing a plain, oversized coat today, making her look like a nanny in a villa area.

"Make way!" Qin Shi, dressed in a security guard uniform, lowered his voice to avoid several reporters who were lying in wait.

Inside the Qin Group building, the receptionist looked at Yan Lan with a troubled expression:

"Mr. Yan, another seven or eight media outlets are waiting for you today..."

Yan Lan shook her head: "Cancel all my meetings." She turned and walked towards the elevator, then stopped. "No, I won't be coming to the company for now."

After several days, Yan Lan was thoroughly annoyed by the media.

"Maybe I should just go back to my apartment," she said to Qin Shi.

Qin Shi remembered that Yan Lan had premarital property, which was left to her by her mother.

He just hadn't expected Yan Lan's apartment to be like this.

Yan Lan never expected that Qin Shi, a CEO, would shamelessly follow her back to her apartment.

Unexpected Studio

Qin Shi stood at the apartment door, his eyebrows slightly raised. He remembered Yan Lan mentioning the premarital property her mother had left her, but he hadn't expected it to be in a place like this.

"Are you sure you want to come in?" Yan Lan pressed her fingerprint.

Qin Shi, one hand in his trouser pocket and the other loosening his tie, asked, "What, Mrs. Qin, are you trying to kick me out?"

The moment the door opened, Qin Shi froze.

In stark contrast to the dilapidated stairwell is a modern studio.

The wall is covered with car design drawings, precision instruments are scattered on the workbench, and several 3D printers are placed in the corner.

The most eye-catching item is the finished car model in the center, with various herbal specimens neatly displayed on the shelf next to it.

"Was the God of Europe born here?" Qin Shi's slender fingers lightly stroked the workbench, where several engravings remained.

Yan Lan hung her coat behind the door and handed him a cup of tea. "Yeah, I started doing design work here back in college."

She paused, then continued, "My medical skills were taught to me by my mother; I started treating the neighbors when I was a child."

Qin Shi took the teacup and glanced at the various design sketches posted on the wall.

At the same time, he noticed a photo on the table. Besides Yan Lan, there was also a middle-aged woman with outstanding looks, who must be Yan Lan's mother.

He suddenly chuckled: "So, my Mrs. Qin is a nurse by day and God Ou by night?"

Yan Lan pursed her lips and took a folder from the drawer: "This is the latest engine design, would you like to take a look?"

Their heads were close together...

Early in the morning, Qin Shi and Yan Lan stood side by side in front of the old elevator. The elevator door opened with a "ding", and several early-rising residents were already crowded inside.

Good morning, landlord!

A young man with dyed yellow hair grinned and moved aside.

Yan Lan smiled and nodded, then pulled Qin Shi and squeezed in.

Qin Shi was wearing a casual shirt today, which was rare for him, but he still couldn't hide his noble temperament, which made him stand out from the old apartment building.

"Xiao Yan, is this your boyfriend?"

This is the first time I've seen you bring someone back.

It's been several months since I last saw you, and you're going to be a mom!

Before Yan Lan could speak, Qin Shi quickly interjected.

"After the baby is born, I'll treat everyone to candy."

Qin Shi couldn't suppress the smugness emanating from his lips.

Even Liu Jinnian has never been to this place!

Several kind voices of agreement immediately rang out in the elevator.

A white-collar worker in a wrinkled Brazilian outfit shrank into a corner to make room for a punk girl holding a cat.

It was a bit crowded, so Qin Shi held Yan Lan's hand.

As the elevator slowly descended, Qin Shi looked down at his wife exchanging familiar pleasantries with the neighbors.

She's not Mrs. Qin here, nor is she God Ou; she's just the familiar landlady.

This down-to-earth, everyday atmosphere stirred a strange warmth in his heart.

"arrive."

Qin Shi pulled Yan Lan out of the elevator and waved to the neighbors.

"I won't go to the company for the next few days to avoid the storm. I'll go to a small clinic."

"I'm going to a technology conference this weekend in a neighboring city."

Qin Shi told Yan Lan about his schedule.

For some reason, Yan Lan's eyelids twitched twice when he mentioned this.