Wen Qiao chuckled: "Those who are better than you are too lazy to criticize you in private. Only those who are not as good as you will discuss your rights and wrongs. You don't even need to give them a look. Mom, you can live your life by yourself." Yes, do you understand what I’m saying?”

Su Yun finally relaxed: "Your Uncle Ji is a very nice person."

"The key point is that people are kind to you, and they don't ask for anything in return. How can you bear to see them doing nothing in return every time you come home?"

Su Yun lowered her eyes, seeming to be struggling in her heart.

Wen Qiao hugged her mother's shoulders: "Mom, you are over forty. How many forty years can a person have in this life? There are many truths that you should understand. People should live in the present, don't you think? "

Su Yun glanced at her and sneered: "At such a young age, he looks like he has gone through many vicissitudes of life. What do you know?"

Wen Qiao leaned on her shoulder: "I don't understand, but I only know that whoever treats me well, I will definitely treat him well."

Su Yun touched her face: "Yes."

"Mom, you have to hurry up, Fat Auntie is keeping an eye on Uncle Ji very closely."

Su Yun grabbed her waist and said, "Girl, stop worrying."

"Oh, why are you holding on to me? I'm serious. Didn't you see Fat Aunt and her sister go to your convenience store every day?"

"Damn girl."

Mother and daughter entered the house noisily.

-

Although Fu Nanli told Wen Qiao to stop investigating, how could Wen Qiao really stop? After all, Fu Nanli had lost his memory. She was not sure whether there was anyone trustworthy around him. The only one she could trust was herself.

There is a top club not far from Yangyin, and opposite the club is an underground pub.

Wen Qiao was wearing a sweatshirt, jeans, and canvas shoes, sitting on a high chair at the underground pub bar and drinking Yakult.

Two trendy men with nose rings came to the side and said, "Beautiful girl, why are you here in a place like this and drinking like this? Brother, can you treat me to a drink?"

Wen Qiao shook her neck, took out a certificate Lu Youyou made for her, a black belt certificate in Taekwondo, and slapped it on the bar. The two fashionable men were so frightened that they ran away immediately.

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows, Yoyo was indeed more creative.

Suddenly a hand was put on Wen Qiao's shoulder: "Why are you here?"

When Wen Qiao looked up, she saw the eldest lady Yu Shu coming out of the bandits' den holding her shoulders.

Still wearing smoky makeup, I haven't seen her for a few days, and her hair is highlighted in blue, which is trendy and cool.

Wen Qiao finished a bottle of Yakult and shrugged: "Can't I come?"

"This pub belongs to our family. If you want to drink anything, just order it and it will be charged to my account."

"Can you do me a favor?" Wen Qiao propped his chin and looked at Yu Shu.

Yu Shu was a little surprised: "What are you busy with?"

"In the southwest corner, there is a man with a crew cut in a suit, sitting alone. Do you see it?"

Yu Shu glanced at it: "What?"

"Find an opportunity and help me put this into his phone."

Wen Qiao took out a small listening device and put it in Yu Shu's hand.

Yes, she had investigated it. From time to time, Fu Jiang would ask Dai Yi to hang out at the club opposite, and his driver would have some drinks at this underground pub. After the young master was over, he would go out and drive the young master back. Home.

And this store belongs to Yu Shu's family.

Lin Xiang said that she was just waiting for Yu Shu and Dong Yao to come to sign up, but she was right. She really wanted to recruit these two people the most.

She has also investigated these two people. They have very perverse personalities and like to go off the beaten track.

Their little shabby club, which was looked down upon by everyone in the school, suited these two just right.

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