Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

On the way back to the company, Jiang Guchuan was restless all the way.

When the car stopped below the company, the driver saw Jiang Guchuan looking out the window in a daze, but he did not dare to make a sound to disturb him. Jiang Guchuan is actually very difficult to get along with. When he concentrates on thinking, the driver dare not disturb him.

It was the phone ringtone that interrupted Jiang Guchuan's thoughts in the end.

The ringtone of the cell phone sounded like a life-killing sound from hell, making Jiang Guchuan tremble. He suddenly returned to his senses, first fixed his eyes to look out of the window and noticed that the car had been parked in the underground garage, Jiang Guchuan couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Arrived?" he asked the driver.

The driver nodded and reminded Jiang Guchuan: "It's a while, President Jiang."

Jiang Guchuan took the phone out of his pocket.

Jiang Guchuan habitually put the screen side against his thigh, and when the phone was pulled out, his back was facing Jiang Guchuan. While thinking about the identity of the caller, he turned his phone over.

Seeing that the caller was Li Feng, Jiang Guchuan was somewhat surprised. At work, Li Feng generally does not call him, and the frequency of their calls is usually placed during breaks.

What did Li Feng call himself at this time?

Jiang Guchuan answered the phone thoughtfully.

"Afeng."

As soon as Jiang Guchuan called Afeng, he heard Li Feng's furious voice: "Are you pretending to be a fool! Jiang Guchuan!"

At this moment, good brothers became enemies.

When he heard Li Feng's furious tone, Jiang Guchuan couldn't help but feel nervous. "What are you talking about?" With some tension in his voice, he asked, "Is something wrong?"

Li Feng heard Jiang Guchuan's question and wondered in his heart whether Jiang Guchuan was really unaware or pretending to be unaware.

For a while, Jiang Guchuan could not hear Li Feng's answer.

"Afeng?" Jiang Guchuan shouted again.

Li Feng pulled off his tie and said in a deep voice, "Did you send me that letter?" There were only five people who knew about it. An Xu was killed by Lord Mo a long time ago, and Gu Qinchuan is still locked up at the police station. He cannot protect himself, and he cannot be a demon.

Ying Ji is Li Feng's cousin, and their relationship has always been close, but Ying Ji didn't pay attention to it all of a sudden. Therefore, it is not unreasonable that Li Feng suspected Jiang Guchuan for the first time.

When Jiang Guchuan heard Li Feng's words, his face suddenly became difficult to look.

He subconsciously picked up the letter next to his thigh and pinched it crumpled. Jiang Guchuan looked like Pepsi didn't know it, and asked suspiciously: "What letter? I didn't write to you, and I didn't have your phone."

Hearing Jiang Guchuan's usual calm answer, Li Feng frowned subconsciously. Isn't that letter written by Jiang Guchuan?

Who would it be?

"What's the letter? Could it be that this year, there are still innocent girls who have a crush on the overbearing president and secretly write to you to confess?" Jiang Guchuan finished speaking and laughed softly. But he squeezed the letter in his hand tighter.

Upon hearing this, Li Feng was finally convinced that Jiang Guchuan was not the one who wrote the letter. He relaxed a little while sitting, and then asked Jiang Guchuan, "Is anyone there with you?"

Jiang Guchuan suddenly raised his head and stared at the driver in front, and said, "Old De, you get out of the car first."

The driver slipped away quickly, trying to stay away from this place of right and wrong.

When Li Feng heard that Jiang Guchuan had sent his driver away, he picked up the piece of paper on the desk again and told Jiang Guchuan: "Gu Chuan, I received a threatening letter that said: The rails are cold and hard. The wheels of the train pressed on me and it hurts. Do you remember me, Li Feng?"

Li Feng put down the paper, pinched his temples with his fingers, and said unpredictably: "The person who signed the money is SR."

It is also SR.

Jiang Guchuan stared at the signer on his letter.

SR.

Jiang Guchuan asked carefully, "Is it Su Run?"

"She's already dead." The look of the young girl flashed in Li Feng's mind, and his eyelids trembled slightly, but he closed his eyes and hid the panic.

Opening his eyes again, Li Feng had recovered his calm.

"The dead will not be resurrected. Someone is avenging Su Run." Li Feng must have been pretending to be a ghost in the dark.

Li Feng already had a candidate in his mind. He told Jiang Guchuan: "Your brother Jiang Zhen, does he know something?"

Jiang Guchuan and Li Feng thought of going together.

He honestly said: "I don't know anything about Jiang Zhen." For so many years, he didn't even know that Jiang Zhen was a man. How could he know Jiang Zhen's other circumstances?

Li Feng believed that Jiang Guchuan really didn't understand that younger brother.

"Remember when Jiang Zhen just came back five years ago? Your Jiang family gave him a homecoming banquet. When I saw Jiang Zhen at the banquet, I thought he looked a little like that Su Run."

With this, Li Feng's expression became unpredictable. He asked Jiang Guchuan, "Gu Chuan, you said, Su Run, will she be..."

Jiang Guchuan's throat tightened and asked in a dumb voice, "What is it?"

Li Feng: "Could she be the daughter of the Jiang family living away? I mean the real Jiang Bi." Once this idea occurred, Li Feng couldn't pinch it.

Intuition tells Li Feng that Su Run is almost always Jiang Bi!

As for Jiang Zhen, he probably knew the truth about Su Run's death. He pretended to be a fool and tried to get revenge on that girl!

What a deep sibling relationship.

Jiang Guchuan grinned and said, "It's not that coincidental..."

"Don't you think so? Su Run is a child adopted by Professor Su. She happens to look similar to Jiang Zhen. She may really be Jiang Bi. Gu Chuan, Jiang Zhen is avenging his sister!"

"He can send the letter to me, showing that he has found out the truth about Su Run's death, and even found out all the people who hurt Su Run!" Thinking of this possibility, Li Feng got a cold back.

Jiang Zhenruo found out the facts, knew that the four of them had jointly murdered Su Run, and knew that his uncle was abusing his power in order to protect him, then the Li family would be over!

Who on earth stabbed Su Run out?

Realizing that Jiang Zhen was retaliating against them, Li Feng did not forget to bring Jiang Guchuan to the funeral. "Jiang Guchuan, even though you didn't violate that girl with us, you witnessed what happened, and you gave us advice and provided a way to kill Su Run. Therefore, you are an accomplice with us."

Hearing this, Jiang Guchuan frowned and his expression became cold and bitter. "Afeng, what do you want to say?" Although his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, his tone didn't sound unpleasant.

Li Feng warned him: "You must keep a secret for us about this matter! If I am caught, you will be the first person I will confess. You should understand what to do."

Good brothers, we should drink and eat meat together, and go to jail together.

Jiang Guchuan closed his eyes, covering the full of hostility, and closed his eyes to calm Li Feng: "Don't worry, Afeng, I know what to do."

"Ok."

When Li Feng hung up the phone, Jiang Guchuan immediately slammed the phone against the front windshield of the car. After that, he exhausted all his strength and smashed the windshield to cracks on the spot!

Dare to threaten him!

Everyone dared to threaten him!

Jiang Guchuan took a few deep breaths before bending over to pick up the phone, kicking the door and getting out of the car.

Back in the office, he closed the door, took out the lighter and burned the letter clean. After burning the letter, he poured himself a glass of champagne, then lay on the office chair, closed his eyes, meditated, combing through all the possibilities behind the incident.

Will Li Feng's suspicion be true?

Is that girl Su Run really Jiang Bi?

So Su Run is really Jiang Bi, and Jiang Zhen is definitely the one hiding behind the scenes.

Jiang Zhen was able to detect the existence of Li Feng and the four of them. Although Jiang Guchuan was surprised, he could accept it. After all, the four of them committed the crime of assaulting Su Run. Even if Su Run died, there would always be traces left on his body as evidence.

But he was a bystander the whole time, even if he hinted that Li Feng and the others murdered Su Run, only the four of Li Feng knew about this. How did Jiang Zhen know?

Could there be a ghost?

You can't think about things like ghosts, you will get a little hairy when you think about it.

Jiang Guchuan originally didn't believe that there were ghosts in this world, but he encountered ghosts hitting walls in the elevator a few years ago, and he was somewhat awed and afraid of this thing.

Is it really Su Run's ghost?

Jiang Guchuan quickly took a sip of wine, implying that this was impossible.

Jiang Guchuan thought of something and stood up suddenly. He put down the wine glass, picked up the mobile phone on the desktop, and called Li Feng again. The call did not get through because Li Feng was on the phone, probably talking with Ying Season.

Jiang Guchuan waited patiently for a while, then dialed the phone again.

This time, the phone went through.

Jiang Guchuan answered the phone and asked in surprise, "Gu Chuan? Why did you call again?"

Jiang Guchuan said, "Afeng, I thought of a possibility."

"Huh?" Li Feng asked him: "What do you mean?"

Jiang Guchuan said: "If Jiang Zhen really came to avenge Su Run, then where did he know the truth behind Su Run's unjust death? The only people who knew about that were us. An Xu died. Qin Chuan is still in the detention center. Neither you, Brother Ying nor I will be so stupid to disclose the news, and your uncle is even less likely to do such a self-destructive thing."

"But we ignored one person." Jiang Guchuan said here, pretending to stop mysteriously.

After Li Feng gave him such a point, he suddenly started to think of that person. "You mean, the forensic doctor who did the autopsy for Su Run?" Yes, of all those who participated in the Su Run case, only that forensic doctor was the most uncontrollable.

Jiang Guchuan: "Only she is the most suspicious and the most uncontrollable, right?"

"I see." Li Feng said hurriedly and hung up the phone.

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After Jiang Zhen handed the letter to Mai Yingge, she listened to McQueen talk about the new product design concept for more than an hour.

When it was eleven o'clock, Jiang Zhen finally reached out and stopped McQueen's statement, "Okay, I understand. This is a very good design. I am very optimistic about you."

With Jiang Zhen’s affirmation, McQueen seemed to be smashed, "I knew you would appreciate my new design. You are my Bole. If you weren't a straight man, I would want to marry you."

Hearing this horrible remark, Jiang Zhen hurriedly stood up and said, "Stop, stop, don't say anything, we will have one leg if we continue."

McQueen put on an enchanting posture, blinked at Jiang Zhen, and said, "Of course, the third leg."

Jiang Zhen glared at him.

McQueen put away his smile and asked him, "Are you in a hurry? I think you have been looking at your phone."

Nodded, Jiang Zhen walked around behind the desk to get the car key and mobile phone. He lowered his head and said, "My master is back from the United States today. I'm going to pick up the plane."

"My God, are you talking about God F?" McQueen leaned closer to Jiang Zhen, winking his eyes and whispered: "Our vice president?" Only McQueen knew the \'F\' in the name of F International Intelligent Technology Company. What exactly is it.

Jiang Zhen nodded with a smile.

"Can you take me with you?" McQueen couldn't wait to meet the vice president, the legendary top three hacker F **** in the world.

"No, the teacher just came back, she is busy with her man and love, Qingqing, me, me, what are you going to see? As a light bulb?" Jiang Zhen took the key and rushed to the underground garage.

When he drove to the airport, Yan Jiang and Song Ci had already arrived.

Yan Jiang was holding a bunch of flowers in his hand, and wearing a mask on his face, covering most of his face. Nevertheless, he stood there still eye-catching.

Jiang Zhen saw Yan Jiang at a glance. He walked quickly to Song Ci and the others, and saw that the master hadn't got off the plane before he said, "Almost thought I was going to be late."

Song Ci told him: "The plane was delayed."

Jiang Zhen stared at the bouquet of roses in Yan Jiang's hand, and suddenly realized that he had not sent flowers to Han Wangwang. Jiang Zhen hurriedly opened a flower delivery software in the same city and chose a bouquet of 520 roses to be sent to Han Wangwang.

Song Ci watched Jiang Zhen's movements by the side, and couldn't help but snickered.

The three chatted for a while, and the plane finally arrived at the airport safely.

Song Fei walked out with a group of tourists.

Song Fei was dressed very shabbyly, wearing a white tight-fitting waistless short T-shirt, revealing the **** and healthy waistcoat line on his abdomen. The lower body is a pair of black wide-leg slacks, matched with a pair of white shoes, it looks long and handsome.

Song Ci almost didn't recognize it when she came out of the passage carrying a suitcase. Because Song Fei changed her princess cut hairstyle, her bangs covered her forehead, her appearance changed drastically.

It was not until Song Fei approached her with her luggage, standing two meters away, that she shouted: "Song Ci." Song Ci recognized her.

Song Ci went up and hugged Song Fei. Her abdomen bulged, and her waist was slightly arched when she hugged Song Fei.

Song Fei loosened the suitcase and hugged Song Ci.

"You finally came back, and if you don't come back, your little nephew will be born." Song Ci complained that Song Fei was four months away.

Song Fei already knew that Song Ci's second child was a boy. She touched Song Ci's belly and said, "Our child is also a male baby." Song Fei stared at Song Ci's belly, somewhat envied.

Song Fei loves children and wants to experience the process of pregnancy, but her uterus is too thin to give birth.

Seeing Song Fei staring at her belly, Song Ci showed a regretful expression. Guessing what Song Fei was thinking, she didn't know how to comfort her, so she let go of Song Fei and said to Yan Jiang back, "Brother Jiang. , I returned Song Fei to you."

Song Fei cleared up his lonely expression and looked up at Yan Jiang. They have been separated for more than a month. Although they are in video calls every day, the video meeting is different from real people.

Song Fei took the initiative to hug Yan Jiang and whispered in his ear: "I miss you so much."

Hearing this, Yan Jiang was in full bloom.

He took off his mask on the spot, and holding Song Fei was a crazy kiss.

Song Ci and Jiang Zhen turned their heads silently, not daring to watch this scene of dog abuse.

Yan Jiang took off his mask and kissed Song Fei openly at the airport, and he would inevitably be recognized. Someone recognized Yan Jiang's identity and stopped, looking curiously at the couple.

Seeing that more and more people noticed them, Jiang Zhen reminded Yan Jiang aloud: "Mr. Yan, Master, let's go out first. Someone already recognizes Mr. Yan."

Hearing this, Yan Jiang released Song Fei and walked out of the airport holding Song Fei's hand.

Song Ci and Yan Jiang came in the same car, and Jiang Zhen's car was parked beside them. The four stood by the car, and Song Fei said to Song Ci and the others: "You get in the car first, I have something to say to Jiang Zhen."

"okay."

Yan Jiang and Song Ci got into the car. He lowered the window and stared at the two masters and apprentices who were standing behind the tail of Jiang Zhen's car. He wondered, "What do they have to say?" Yan Jiang's tone sounded sour. .

Song Ci smiled and patted Yan Jiang on the shoulder, "Are you jealous? They are pure mentors and apprentices, but there is no other ambiguous relationship."

Yan Jiang snorted, and muttered: "I just got off the plane and didn't talk to me well, but ran to talk to other men. What else did he say that he only loves me will hurt me, huh..."

Song Ci: "..."

Sure enough, men are all mentally retarded when they become jealous.

Song Fei leaned on the back of Jiang Zhen’s Maserati, and she said, “You said on the phone last time that you want me to work in the company. I think about it and forget it. I’m used to hiding behind a computer. Everything, you let me go to work in the company, I am not used to it. Besides, the company was founded by you, it belongs to you."

Jiang Zhen replied persistently, "But the company’s start-up funds are yours, Master, without you, there would be no F International. I named the company F International, just to remind me all the time, drinking water and not forgetting to dig a well. People, remember that Master treats me well."

Song Fei shook his hand and said, "It's unnecessary. I'm just an apprentice like you. I should treat you well." Song Fei thought of something and said: "By the way, you mentioned Dong Bi to me yesterday."

Jiang Zhen nodded hurriedly, "Yes, he is the leader of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical's drug research and development department, and he is a very talented person. "Like" was researched by Dong Bi. I think Master is a virus expert and may also listen I mentioned Dong Bi, so I mentioned him to you."

"My teacher Fu Hanshen once said that Feilike is a very good medicine for treating lung cancer. Jiangdong Pharmaceutical sets the price of Feilike below 100 yuan, which is a rare conscience enterprise."

"But..." Song Fei didn't know what he thought of, and he twisted his brows slightly.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Zhen asked: "But what?"

"I'm still not sure about this. Wait for me to call and ask my teacher carefully. I will go to you again in the evening. Let's go first and see you at night." Song Fei patted Jiang Zhen on the arm and got on. car.

Jiang Zhenli stayed on the spot and pondered for a moment, and then drove back to the city.

In the car, Yan Jiang put the roses in Song Fei's arms. He said, "I personally went to the rose garden to pick them in the morning. You smell it, do you have the breath of my love?"

Song Fei sniffed, and said: "Smelt the smell of dung."

Song Ci: "Puff——"

Yan Jiang corrected Song Fei with a black face: "The roses are fertilizer."

Song Fei also curled her lips and smiled, then hugged the bouquet of roses tightly. When they arrived at the manor, Song Fei got out of the car with the flowers, and Han Miao and Han Jun caught the attention of the roses in her arms.

Han Miao asked sweetly: "Auntie, can I ask for roses?"

Song Fei was sweetened by Han Miao's soft and waxy aunt, and hurriedly smoked a beautiful rose to Han Miao. Han Miao pulled Han Jun's arm and said to her, "Hurry up and call someone, there are roses."

Han Jun shouted coolly: "Auntie." There was no second word.

Song Fei: "..."

Song Fei stared at the little girl who was cooler than her, and still smoked a rose and gave it to Han Jun. The girls lied to the roses and ran away with the duck.

Song Fei stared at the plump duck, and asked Song Ci with a puzzled look: "Why do you raise a goose for them?" Don't the rich raise dogs? Keep a cat? The more tyrant families just raise tigers and lions.

The first time I saw a duck farmer.

Song Ci said: "Raise duck eggs."

Song Fei's mouth twitched, "I have never seen you run a house like this."

After having lunch at Song Ci's house, Song Fei returned to their house with Yan Jiang in the afternoon. Yan Jiang had asked someone to clean the house in the morning, so when Song Fei returned home, the house was spotlessly clean.

She saw a big package in the living room and asked Yan Jiang, "What did you buy?"

When Yan Jiang saw the express, he turned around and went to the sideboard to get the scissors. He returned with the scissors and said to Song Fei, "The crib I bought for the child has arrived."

"is it?"

The two unpacked the package together and found that the crib needed to be installed manually. Yan Jiang said: "I'll do this, you go to rest." A wrench was sent in the crib, accompanied by an installation tutorial, and Yan Jiang sat cross-legged on the ground and opened the installation manual to study.

Song Fei was thinking about it, and she said, "You can install it. I'll call my teacher."

"Master Fu?"

"Ok."

Song Fei called and listened to Yan Jiang's words: "Your teacher returned from retiring before the war?"

"I'm back." Fu Hanshen's wife, Shen Zhiyi, is a war correspondent. She has finally retired and returned to China when she is getting older. Song Fei said: "I see her posting to Moments. Recently, she seems to be learning belly dancing."

"Very good, find something to do for yourself."

There were three hundred and sixty-five days a year, and Fu Hanshen spent three hundred and sixty days at work. It took more than ten seconds before he answered the phone. Seeing that the call was connected, Song Fei called the teacher to the phone, and then turned back and made a booing gesture to Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang didn't say anything.

"Teacher, what are you up to?" Song Fei went to sit down on the sofa, took a pillow, and collapsed on the sofa like bones.

Fu Hanshen said: "There have been hundreds of people infected with an unknown virus in country I. The samples have been sent to me. I am studying." At this time, I received a call from Song Fei. It was really strange that Fu Hanshen asked Song Fei: "You return home. Up?"

"Ok."

"When will I be here to help?" Fu Hanshen learned that Song Fei had returned home, so he wanted to call her a coolie.

Song Fei said: "I will continue to rest, and when my child is one year old, I will go back to work."

Fu Han said with a deep smile, "Lazy bones!"

In fact, Song Fei is not really taking a break. When she was in New York, she had been studying with Dr. Zhuang Long, which was a further study in another sense.

"What do you call?" Fu Hanshen was busy with work, just wanting to hang up.

Song Fei just started talking about business.

"Teacher, do you remember that you told me last year that you once had an old friend who devoted his life to researching lung cancer drugs."

Hearing this, Fu Han frowned for a while before saying, "Professor Su Yudi?"

"Yes, it is Professor Su." Song Fei took off her slippers and lay cross-legged on the sofa. She heard Fu Hanshen say: "Professor Su has passed away eight or nine years, and now I rarely think of him. You mentioned Su suddenly. Professor, what are you going to do?"

"That's it. I remember you said that the new-listed Felix of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical five years ago is very similar to the drug developed by Professor Su. I want to know, what does this acquaintance mean?"

Fu Han narrowed his eyes.

He took off the other glove and walked out of the research room with the phone.

Standing on the corridor outside, Fu Hanshen stared out of the window and said, "This is what you asked before I told you the truth."

"Teacher, you say."

Fu Han sighed deeply, and then said, "It's true that Su Yudi and I are brothers in the same discipline. He studied at Kyoto University and students of the same major as me. We have the same tutor. Back then, Professor Su It was agreed with me that he would work in the National Research Institute in the future, but he later changed his major due to family reasons and went to the Economics Department."

"Su Yudi successfully obtained a doctoral degree in economics, so he went to teach at Nan Sing University, and later picked up medicine again. He got the doctorate degree in medicine in only five years. We have always been good friends and we often have phone calls. During the exchange, he told me that his parents died of lung cancer. But the drugs used to treat lung cancer were too expensive, and it ran out of his family’s money, and the people had not been saved. He said that he must study the effects Drugs that cure lung cancer will benefit more people."

"After that, Su Yudi taught and studied the antidote to lung cancer. He has been researching for nearly ten years. About the Mid-Autumn Festival in 2013, he came to visit me at my house and talked with me all night, once told me I have learned from his research."

"He told me that he had already developed an antidote for lung cancer, but because of the large side effects of the drug, we still need to continue to improve. The ingredients and effects of the antidote that he and I said were the same as those of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical in five years. The previously listed Lung Li Ke is very similar."

"So I always suspected..." Fu Hanshen pressed his forehead and said in a low voice, "I suspect that after Professor Su passed away, his research results were stolen."

After Song Fei listened, her eyes suddenly became cold. She told Fu Hanshen: "Teacher, you may not know that the person who developed the drug Feilike Dong Bi, the head of the R&D department of Jiangdong Pharmaceutical, this Dong Bi, he... is a student of Professor Su."

Hearing this, Fu Hanshen suddenly became more subtle, and he said, "Do you think..."

Song Fei sneered: "Professor Su is afraid that he has recognized a white-eyed wolf as a student!"

Fu Han took a deep breath.

"What a shame!"

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As for the reason why Dong Bi appeared, no one had guessed it right.

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