Yu Wei was stunned for a while.
"Weiwei?"
Meng Zhiyao's voice brought her thoughts back, and Yu Wei said politely: "Zhiyao, I have something to do and I can't go with you."
"What's more important than picking up my cousin from the airport?" Meng Zhiyao instantly wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost.
"Say hello to Tsurukawa-san for me."
"I don't want it!" Meng Zhiyao snorted, "You'd better call him yourself and tell him why you can't go, and see if he will forgive you for being so heartless."
Meng Zhiyao hung up the phone. Yu Wei was silent for a moment and pulled out Meng Hechuan's number.
After a long time, she leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. A long time ago, when she was most helpless, she called this number over and over again, but no one answered.
Later, I only got a cold message - I am busy and will get back to you later.
From then on, she never had the courage to dial this number again, it was like a curse.
Throwing the phone aside, Yu Wei started the car and arrived at the clinic.
She dug out the prescriptions for several patients that her grandfather had problems with before. The prescriptions were all very conventional medicines. She looked through the patient's condition records and then compared the time of their death. All of them were within three months after taking the medicine. die.
If they take the medicine according to grandpa's prescription, the worst result will be that it has no effect. How can it accelerate their death? And these people have one thing in common, that is, they only let grandpa prescribe once or twice.
…
In an abandoned factory in the suburbs.
Shang Lei was tied to a chair, and Yan Wenzhou was sitting opposite him. When Shang Lei saw him, he stepped back in fright. The two thugs behind him immediately held down his chair.
"Yan Wenzhou, my dad has already negotiated terms with your uncle before I can come out! You, the Yan family, can't go back on your word! If you dare to lynch me, I..."
"You what?"
Shang Lei was already frightened by him and cried: "Mr. Yan, I really didn't do anything to Wen Siya! Please, please spare me!"
"I'll give you one last chance." Yan Wenzhou looked at him coldly, "If you dare to lie this time, I will kill you in the wilderness!"
"Mr. Yan, I know everything..." Facing the man's icy eyes, Shang Lei swallowed and said with a guilty conscience, "I told you everything."
Yan Wenzhou's face darkened and he gave a look.
"Bang bang bang!"
The baseball bat hit him on the body, and Shang Lei was so painful that he couldn't speak. Before he could recover, someone suddenly covered his head with plastic wrap.
Shang Lei began to struggle violently. Just when he thought he was dead, the plastic wrap was removed.
Shang Lei gasped desperately. He heard that Yan Wenzhou took Yu Wei to find Wang Shaozhong. It seemed that this was true.
After catching his breath, Shang Lei hurriedly said: "I did use Wang Shaozhong's business card to exchange the invitation from Mrs. Yan."
Yan Wenzhou looked at him coldly, "Why did you lie in the detention center?"
"It's Wen Siya!"
Shang Lei took a breath and continued: "That day I went to see Wen Siya, and I really wanted to talk about getting back together with her. Who knew that she would ask me to take her to check out a room... Later she went back on her word, and I felt that I had been tricked by her. , just hit her a few times!"
Yan Wenzhou's face darkened.
Shang Lei was sealed with plastic wrap again, and this time he completely lost his temper.
By the time the plastic wrap was taken away, he was already dying, "Later... later I entered the detention center. The reason why I said that was because Wen Siya promised that as long as I blamed Yu Wei, I would never go to jail. "
Yan Wenzhou stood up and kicked him to the ground.
Shang Lei repeatedly begged for mercy, "Mr. Yan, this is the truth! I really didn't lie to you a word! Please don't hit me!"
…
Yan Wenzhou stayed away all night again. Yu Wei went to the clinic early in the morning. She sorted out all the patient information again. It was already past ten o'clock.
She leaned back in her chair and opened her circle of friends boredly.
Meng Zhiyao posted a photo half an hour ago with the text - "My handsome and charming cousin has returned to China!"
In the photo, surrounded by flowers, the man in casual clothes only showed a smiling side face, as warm and sunny as he remembered.
Yu Wei came back to her senses, threw her phone aside, and continued to work. There was a lot of information, and when she organized it, time flew by.
The room suddenly lit up.
Yu Wei raised her head and saw Yan Wenzhou standing in front of the table. The sky outside had turned dark at some point.
"Go somewhere with me." Yan Wenzhou wanted to hold her hand.
Yu Wei dodged, stood up, and took the coat on the side, "I made an appointment with Yao Lin."
"Pushed."
Listening to his commanding tone, Yu Wei was a little angry and said with a cold attitude, "If you can promise not to see Wen Siya in the future, I will reject it."
"Jealous?"
Yu Wei laughed at herself, "What right do I have to be jealous? But everything has a limit. I am your wife. You go to the hospital every day to be courteous to another woman. It is me who is embarrassed. Since you have no plans to divorce, then Just give me the most basic respect!"
Yan Wenzhou was silent for a moment, "I promise you that I will never go to the hospital to see her in the future."
Yu Wei was stunned for a moment, not expecting that he would agree so readily.
Yan Wenzhou had already stepped forward and held her hand, "My high school classmates are having a reunion tonight, come with me."
Yu Wei was even more surprised. After three years of marriage, he had never let her officially meet any of his friends.
She didn't want to cooperate with him in acting, and her voice was cold, "I'm not familiar with your classmates, what are you going to do?"
Hearing this, Yan Wenzhou glanced at her meaningfully, "There aren't many people."
Yu Wei went back to the villa and changed her clothes, and then she and Yan Wenzhou arrived at the Golden Years. The two of them arrived at the dining room. There were already several people inside, both men and women, all of whom were prominent figures in the imperial capital.
Everyone was a little surprised to see Yu Wei, and Yan Wenzhou calmly introduced her to everyone.
Yu Wei could only smile and say hello to people. Just when she breathed a sigh of relief after saying hello, the box door was pushed open.
"Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."
The man is tall and tall, wearing a high-end custom-made dark blue coat with a black high-collar shirt underneath. He is elegant and handsome, and his voice is gentle and a little apologetic.
Hearing the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar voice, Yu Wei forgot to breathe for a moment, until Yan Wenzhou held her hand and whispered in her ear: "This person should not need me to introduce you. "
Yu Wei seemed to have come back to her senses. She looked at Yan Wenzhou in confusion. Are they high school classmates?
Yan Wenzhou seemed to see the confusion in her eyes, and pinched her cheek affectionately, "Mrs. Yan, noble people really forget things."
But there was no smile in his eyes.
Yu Wei rubbed her cheek, why didn't she remember?
The person pulled out the chair next to her.
"You girl, you don't even want to say hello when you see me?" Meng Hechuan took off his coat, handed it to the waiter, and then sat down next to Yu Wei naturally, bringing a cold breath.
However, his eyes fell on Yan Wenzhou. The two men's eyes met in the air, and neither of them had the intention to say hello to the other.
Yu Wei took a deep breath, adjusted her breathing, and looked at Meng Hechuan with a smile, "Brother Hechuan, long time no see."
Meng Hechuan came closer to her, his eyes were gentle, "You smile so reluctantly, and you still hold a grudge against me?"
