After the divorce, my ex’s brother became very possessive of me.

Chapter 400 Living Tomb

Nian Zhi felt that it was not appropriate for her to go to see Fengti alone. However, she did not dare to take the words Fengti said before hanging up the phone lightly. Regarding Nian Dongming, for her now , obviously the most important.

But in the current situation, it was not practical for her to send Ji Yang away. After thinking about it, she still said evasively: "...Ji Yang, I know you won't let me go alone, and I don't want to hide it. What are you hiding? Hiding from you is equivalent to hiding from Wen Jing... I can tell you that the call just now was from Fengti. She said that she was also in City B and wanted me to find her. "

Ji Yang frowned even more tightly. He held the steering wheel with one hand and thought for a moment before saying: "...Miss Nian, it's not convenient for me to say more about the Ye family. I don't know why Fengti is looking for you. But it’s still not good if you go there alone, so I’ll go with you.”

"...But she said she wanted me to go there alone, and if she knew I was bringing someone with me, she wouldn't say a word to me."

Nian Zhi glanced at Ji Yang. He was Song Wenjing's confidant. Song Wenjing had always trusted him. Now that it was all about talking about it, she had nothing to hide if she wanted to. "...Actually, she said If you want to tell me about my father, I really want to know what she knows."

Ji Yang nodded, thought for a while, and said, "Miss Nian, please give me your mobile phone."

Nian Zhi quickly handed the phone to Ji Yang and watched as his slender fingers quickly clicked on the screen before returning it to Nian Zhi. She looked at the screen of her phone where a software was being downloaded and waited. When it reached 100%, the software reminded to install it. Ji Yang gave instructions from the side, "Miss Nian, this software is a tracking software. It is installed on your phone. After a while, I just need to look at the position on the screen of my phone. That’s it, don’t worry, Fengti won’t find out.”

As he spoke, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, turned on Bluetooth, and then fiddled with it for a while before saying, "OK, Miss Nian, you get off the car now and go to the intersection ahead to take a taxi. I'll pick you up at the intersection." Following you."

Nian Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

She wasn't afraid of Fengti, but she really didn't want to hide anything from Song Wenjing, and the woman in Fengti didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd. Ji Yang was obviously killing two birds with one stone by doing this. She smiled and said, "Thank you. You, Ji Yang."

"You're welcome, Miss Nian. This is what I should do. Also, Miss Nian, if anything happens, remember to call me as soon as possible."

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The temperature in City B was quite pleasant this season. Song Wenjing got out of the car and took off his suit jacket. He glanced at the location indicated on his phone and confirmed that it was the house in front. After thinking about it, he turned his phone over. He turned it to mute, put it in his suit pocket, then opened his long legs and strode away.

Zhang Jinghua stayed in prison for 6 years. When she came out again and felt the sunshine, she felt that it was a too happy life.

She had been to City C before. Because she was on parole, she had always been loyal, so as soon as she got out of prison, she went there secretly. Who knew that when she came back, her family would know about it, and she would be able to It was already very difficult to get out of the living tomb. After knowing it, he naturally told her that there were people guarding her at home every day, so that she could never leave the house during her parole period.

Zhang Jinghua thought, there was really no clue in City C. It had probably been too long. The woman who was in prison together had only told him such a pitiful information. She had already done her best. Without anyone, she had no other options.

She stretched out her hand to lift her trouser legs, looked at the pots of flowers and plants placed in her window, stretched out her hand to fiddle with them, and said with a sigh, "...Maybe this is life, I don't want to help you... "

She was chanting something in her mouth when she suddenly heard someone talking at the door. Zhang Jinghua was stunned. She opened the other half of the closed window and looked at the door. Not far away, she saw a figure with facial features. An outstanding, calm-tempered man was standing at the door, talking to her maid.

Zhang Jinghua didn't remember that she knew this person, but she was naturally curious when someone came over, and it seemed that they were coming for her, so she walked out directly.

Song Wenjing looked at the woman walking not far away and raised her thick eyebrows slightly. It was her.

He had seen a photo of this woman before, a woman from City B in the western suburbs of City C.

"...Sir, who are you looking for?"

Zhang Jinghua had just been released from prison not long ago. The woman who had been locked up in the living tomb all year round looked very poor. When she suddenly faced a stranger, she instinctively felt a little trembling. What's more, the man in front of her had such a strong aura. , her voice lowered unconsciously, "...I, I don't seem to recognize you."

"excuse me."

Song Wenjing gently brushed the suit jacket on her right wrist with her left hand, her thin lips raised in an appropriate arc, and her delicate facial features showed a very humble expression. The man who was originally too good-looking smiled slightly, which was too lethal. Force, Zhang Jinghua opened her mouth and froze on the spot, Song Wenjing said in a deep voice, "Are you Ms. Zhang Jinghua?"

Zhang Jinghua was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Then I'm not wrong. I'm here to find you. I have something to ask you." Song Wenjing paused, stretched out her hand gracefully, and smiled, "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My surname is Song. Coming from City C, if it’s convenient, can I borrow some of your time, Ms. Zhang?”

As soon as Zhang Jinghua heard about City C, she immediately became sensitive. In addition, the man in front of her has a majestic appearance and an innate aura of kingship in every gesture. People can't help but agree with every word he says. .

Although she was still a little nervous, she subconsciously stretched out her hand and shook Song Wenjing's hand politely.

After retracting her hand, she remembered to tell the servant next to her, "...go make a cup of tea."

The servant looked at Song Wenjing a few times and felt that this man looked familiar. She had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a moment. She was at home anyway, so she thought nothing would go wrong, so she went in to make tea.

"...Mr. Song? Are you from City C?"

Zhang Jinghua asked Song Wenjing to sit on the sofa in the living room. She spoke first, "Actually, I am a native of City B, so I don't know what you want from me when you come from City C."

Song Wenjing raised his eyebrows and crossed his long legs gracefully. He rested his hand casually on the edge of the sofa and tapped with his long fingers. Because he touched the soft leather surface of the sofa, there was no sound, but this way This man is too dazzling. He is clearly sitting in someone else's home, but he seems to be the superior master. The aura about him can override everything else.

His voice was very calm, and he raised an eyebrow, "Ms. Zhang, I have no choice but to disturb you so abruptly. I don't like to beat around the bush when I talk. I am looking for you today because I really have something important to ask you. , you don’t have to worry, I don’t pose any threat to you, I’m just here to ask you something.”

Song Wenjing paused, gently licked her lips with the tip of her tongue, and said slowly: "...Ms. Zhang should have just come out of the Living Tomb in City B, and is still on parole, right?"

Zhang Jinghua, "…………"

Not many people knew that he had been in prison, and the living tomb in City B was a hell-like existence in the minds of many people in City B. It was a taboo topic, so he didn't expect that he would know about it. So much.

Zhang Jinghua's heart was beating loudly. Six years ago, she entered the Tomb of the Living Man. She was also framed. She suffered in it for six years and finally had a chance to see the light of day again. How could she dare to do so casually now? say what?

He immediately stood up, placed his hands on his chest cautiously, and said in an extremely tight voice, "...I, I don't know what you are talking about, no, that... Mr. Gu, right? I really don't know him. You, I'm sorry, I don't know you well now, I want to go in and rest..."

"Ms. Zhang."

Song Wenjing probably didn't expect that she would suddenly become emotional. After all, he didn't know the truth about the "living man's tomb".

As soon as it was mentioned, the woman's expression completely changed, and the doubts in her heart were getting bigger and bigger.

He also stood up, put away a lot of the sharp aura on his body, and softened his tone, "...I'm sorry, maybe someone Gu spoke too directly. I really don't have any malice, yes. Like this, I know you have been to City C, the location is this, please take a look."

As he spoke, he took out a piece of paper and handed it to Zhang Jinghua. The man's deep eyes stared at the changes on her face without missing a beat.

"This is the former residence of a friend of mine, but it was demolished a few years ago and is now a commercial district. I wanted to go and see it before, only to find out that it had been demolished. Then unexpectedly, I knew you I've been there too. My friend may be in City B, and you're from City B yourself, so I took the liberty of asking someone to investigate your situation first. If I've offended you in any way, I'm willing to apologize. .”