My Weibo Page is Able to Tell Fortunes

The relationship between the literati family is clear and can be checked on the Internet. Large families like them will never lack netizens with good deeds.

Shen Yuanye has also seen some diagrams before.

She has no doubts about the relationship between Wen Congyan and Wen Conghui. Both people are related to her by blood, but neither of them is 99% in the TV series. It can be seen that the relationship is not the closest sister-sibling relationship.

There must be a sibling relationship.

Thinking about it this way, Wen Congyan seemed to be so good to her before. There seemed to be a reason. It was not a simple star chasing. He must have known it a long time ago.

Shen Yuanye still remembers what he looked like when he asked his parents about his orphan status. Now that he wants to come, it is a temptation.

Regarding this result, she did not want to let the literary family know directly.

Staring at the two test results, Shen Yuanye took a deep breath, and finally put it next to her, closing her eyes to adjust her mood.

This result is related to the previous death video of Old Man Wen, and the reason Wen Conghui wanted to kill her seems to be clearly visible.

In front of him, it seemed to suddenly open up.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Shen Yuanye didn't open his eyes, touched it directly, and answered.

"Oh, what have you been paying attention to lately? Your Weibo has grown grass. Didn't your advertisements come out to promote it?" The opposite is Sun Ai.

Shen Yuanye regained consciousness suddenly, "forgot."

The last time I shot the commercial was carefully selected by Liu Li. She actually forgot the date of the broadcast, so she didn't say anything about it.

Shen Yuanye quickly reposted one on Weibo, and only then concentrated on calling Sun Ai: "Why did you call me suddenly today?"

"Oh, I heard that you went to the birthday banquet of Wen's family?" Sun Ai said, "The news that Mr. Wen was hospitalized is flying all over the sky."

She hasn't said anything more serious.

Shen Yuanye said: "Isn't this normal? So many people are staring at Wen's house, and it's not a small thing to be hospitalized."

"I heard that Wen Conghui was taken away by you, right?"

Shen Yuanye corrected: "It's not us, it's them by the river."

Sun Ai compromised: "Good, good. Did you ask anything?"

"No." Shen Yuanye replied, paused for a while, "I will go over there today to see if there are any new results."

...

After chatting with Sun Ai for a while, Shen Yuanye simply ate something, and then took a taxi to the riverside.

She is no longer a consultant, and she doesn't have to go there anymore, but this case happens to be the victim herself.

The police station is still busy.

Shen Yuanye greeted a few people she knew, and she happened to meet the river bank in the corridor. The other party knew her purpose when she saw her, and said directly: "Wen Conghui hasn't admitted yet."

Shen Yuanye nodded, "It should be sooner or later."

Lin Jinsong was so insistent at the beginning, but in the end he didn't resist it. If he didn't know Wen Conghui's name, he would have confessed it a long time ago.

But thinking of Wen Conghui's motives, she thought, "I want to go in and talk to her."

Jiang Pan said: "Okay."

Strictly speaking, her current status is a bit inappropriate, but after all, she is a victim, and she has been together for so long, so it is impossible to be unkind.

In the detention room, Wen Conghui sat calmly.

Although she knew that she was angry with her grandfather, the lawyer would definitely be ready before there was any result. After all, she was a descendant of the Wen family.

And if something like this happens, it will have an impact on stocks.

After all, in a big family like them, as long as there is bad news in the home, it will definitely affect the stocks and the company.

The only thing Wen Conghui fears is an accident midway.

Just like her that day, there was an accident suddenly and everything was disrupted.

She was thinking when the door was suddenly pushed open.

Seeing Shen Yuanye's face, Wen Conghui frowned subconsciously, met her gaze, and returned to the original state.

"Don't say anything?" Shen Yuanye sat down opposite her, and someone outside watched, "I also know your motives."

Wen Conghui sneered, but didn't answer.

Shen Yuan Ye put his arms on the table, "Because I am a literary family?"

Wen Conghui still did not move, after all, this guess is quite normal.

Shen Yuanye stared at her closely, and said slowly: "Or is it because Mr. Wen's will has mine?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Wen Conghui could no longer remain calm.

Her eyes fluctuated a few times, and she said coldly: "I don't know what you are talking about."

The corners of Shen Yuan's coconut lips raised slightly.

Jiang Pan mentioned to her before that people who hadn't said a word before were already unstable when they said this.

It shows that what she said is poking her thoughts. Although it may be different, it is basically the same.

Shen Yuanye knew in her heart, she was not in a hurry, but said: "You don't know and it's okay, then I will just tell you, after all, we are sisters, right?"

Wen Conghui showed disgust.

Shen Yuanye didn't pay any attention to her. Such an expression had no effect on her, but instead let her know that these words were useful.

She paused for a moment, then continued: "Maybe I will change my surname back to Wen sometime, then we will..."

Wen Conghui interrupted: "Stop dreaming!"

Seeing Shen Yuanye looking at her in surprise, she smiled mockingly, "You can't be named Wen in your life."

"That's not your decision." Shen Yuanye didn't care.

In fact, she was already a little suspicious of Wen Conghui's arbitrary reaction.

Too arbitrary, as if what she said was the truth.

Wen Conghui continued to sarcastically said: "You will never be open to the literary family in your life."

After saying this, she seemed to realize something and closed her mouth tightly without making any noise.

Shen Yuanye didn't irritate her anymore, and the answer he had just solved in his heart became a mystery again.

The content in Wen Conghui's words seemed a little different from her guess, and it might even be the opposite.

Is there any special reason for that "this life will not be disclosed by the literary family"?

Shen Yuanye glanced at the cheerful Wen Conghui in her eyes, suddenly didn't want to ask anything more, and left the room straight away.

She hadn't guessed the reason until Ren Lulu and the others worked.

When I returned, Shen Yuanye didn't see the river bank, so she only greeted Ren Lulu, and Ren Lulu whispered: "The captain just went to Lin Jinsong."

Shen Yuanye nodded, "Let me know when you have the results."

Ren Lulu said: "Okay."

Wen Conghui's last sentence seemed to have become a boulder, pressing on Shen Yuanye's heart, making it hard for her to breathe.

But it is currently impossible to remove it.

...

After seeing the people go, Ren Lulu retracted her gaze and sorted out the documents.

Liu Heyang walked over, "The captain said last time to invite dinner tonight, is there still time now?"

"There should be more." Ren Lulu said casually, "Wen Conghui didn't say anything, and she can't do anything right now. It's time to be busy when she really says something."

"Then I will go on an empty stomach." Liu Heyang patted his stomach.

Ren Lulu rolled her eyes.

By coincidence, she saw the river bank on the other side of the corridor looking through a document while walking, "The captain is back."

Liu Heyang quickly returned to his job.

When Jiangpan came over, Ren Lulu asked about the matter just discussed.

Jiangpan said in silence for a while: "I have no money recently."

Ren Lulu was a little dumbfounded. After all, this was previously proposed by the captain himself. Although they all planned to AA for the money, they were surprised because of this sentence.

Captain still has no money?

Ren Lulu didn't believe it.

To be honest, they can vaguely guess the captain's family background, and they can also see his usual clothes.

"Captain, did you buy too much stuff?" Ren Lulu asked curiously.

Jiang Pan has already pulled out a document: "No, I've paid the debt."

What he said was calm and gentle, but it made Ren Lulu curious, but he knew that the answer would not be able to wait.