The two garrulous n’s faces imdiately turned red as a pig’s liver.
Shen Yanhe chuckled with a sneer, leaving only one sentence, "It’s just like washing coal in a big river — idly looking for sothing to do." Then she turned around and walked back to the restaurant.
The onlookers, finding no advantage to gain, could only disperse sulkily.
Back at the restaurant.
Song Shiwei smiled as she handed her a bowl full of shrimp, "Here, Yanyan, what happened just now? Why did you start arguing with soone else?"
"It’s nothing, just ran into so bad luck," Shen Yanhe said, waving her hand dismissively and taking her seat again.
"I’ll go to the market later to buy so polo leaves, so Yan Shen can take a bath tonight to wash away the bad luck," Su Qi said calmly, passing over a bowl full of crab at.
Shen Yanhe touched her chin, thought seriously for a mont, and nodded, "Sure, rember to buy so peach wood, I need to ward off so villains."
Song Shiwei couldn’t help but roll her eyes and picked up her chopsticks, "You two, really, that’s enough, let’s just eat."
An hour later.
The three finished their al, strolled on the beach for a while, then Su Qi left first to buy Shen Yanhe polo leaves and peach wood.
Song Shiwei and Shen Yanhe remained on the beach, enjoying the sea breeze and admiring the sunset.
Shen Yanhe squinted at the magnificent sea horizon and suddenly spoke softly, "The person I saved earlier was Qi Yunqian."
Song Shiwei’s face showed no surprise as she calmly nodded, "I know, I saw."
She had watched the confrontation outside the restaurant, intending to help, when she noticed Qi Yunqian in Jiang Luoshu’s arms.
"I don’t know how he ended up here, but he asked to give you a ssage," Shen Yanhe said after a long thought, "He said, if you want to know your brother’s whereabouts, go find him in the hospital."
Song Shiwei’s eyes imdiately turned cold, and she couldn’t help scoffing, her eyes filled with sarcasm, "I was wondering how long he could keep playing the good grandson, it’s only been two days and his true nature has shown."
She knew it, businessn like Qi Yunqian, selfish and self-serving.
How could he possibly be humbly asking for her help?
The humiliation she had seen in Jingcheng a few days ago, it was all just a facade.
"Are you going?" Shen Yanhe asked, tilting her head slightly.
Song Shiwei closed her eyes briefly, "Yes."
After divorcing Qi Yunqian, she had tried to contact her brother overseas.
However, without exception, all the emails she sent disappeared without a trace.
She also hired a private detective to help her find her brother’s whereabouts, planning to go abroad to find him and help him.
But for so long, there had been no clue from the private detective.
Now it seed, Qi Yunqian had made the first move to hide her brother’s whereabouts.
He knew her too well, knew exactly what her weakness was, so he had been sure she would go.
"Do you need to accompany you?" Shen Yanhe loosened up her Limbs and looked at her with a downturned gaze, "I’ll be there, he won’t dare to touch you."
"No need to trouble yourself, little He Miao, this is between him and , I’ll handle it myself without involving you," Song Shiwei stretched lazily, her eyes slightly squinted, "I want to completely sever ties with him."
Having heard that, Shen Yanhe couldn’t really insist, so she just nodded seriously, "If you need help, contact ."
"I’m quite capable."
Song Shiwei chuckled and pinched her cheek, "I know."
The two returned to the hotel together.
Song Shiwei’s room was on the second floor, while Shen Yanhe’s room was on the third floor.
While climbing the stairs, Shen Yanhe sensed soone following her.
It seed that soone had seen her receive the money today and entertained so crooked thoughts they shouldn’t have.
Shen Yanhe’s expression remained unchanged, but she had already quietly prepared herself.
As she stood at her door, ready to open it, the breathing behind her grew even closer.
Shen Yanhe’s eyes flashed, and she suddenly twisted around and kicked back at the person behind her.
The person behind her easily caught her ankle, and with a familiar voice tinged with a bit of helplessness and indulgence, he said, "Yanyan, are you trying to murder your own husband?"
Shen Yanhe paused, her luminous cat eyes widening in surprise as she stared at the man holding her ankle: "How did you get here?"
Fu Yanhe was dressed in a simple black casual outfit, his well-defined, robust hands holding her ankle, his tall figure blocking all the light in the corridor, adding a hint of mystery to him.
Fu Yanhe gently stroked Shen Yanhe’s smooth skin on her ankle, softly setting it down, his tone calm, "FY Group has an overseas project discussion, the location set by the other party is exactly here."
"I received your ssage and ca to find you."
So that’s how it was.
Shen Yanhe blinked, took his hand, and walked into the room, muttering, "Then make a sound next ti; I thought you were so sort of villain—scared for a second."
Fu Yanhe’s eyes held a bit of helplessness: "I wanted to give you a surprise."
Yet, the surprise almost turned into a fright.
Once inside the room, Shen Yanhe let go of Fu Yanhe’s hand, sniffed her own scent, and looked up at him to ask, "Have you taken a shower?"
Fu Yanhe’s eyebrows quirked slightly: "Not yet."
"Then I’ll shower first, and you can help lay out the bed." Shen Yanhe crouched down to take a disposable pillowcase and duvet cover from her suitcase and placed them on the bed: "The hygiene in hotels mostly isn’t up to standard; it’s still better to use your own for peace of mind."
Fu Yanhe: "..."
He looked at Shen Yanhe, who had already grabbed her clothes, and finally sighed: "Okay."
Shen Yanhe’s lips curved slightly, she waved at him, then dived into the bathroom to shower.
Fu Yanhe looked at the ssy bed, resignedly pinched the bridge of his nose, and started to lay out the sheets.
He had just reached the halfway point when suddenly a series of faint voices ca from the doorway.
"Is it this room? You saw that woman enter this room with your own eyes, right?"
"Yes, I saw her stop at this room’s door to open it, then I went to inform you guys."
"Damn little bitch, she dared to curse at just now, I’m not going to let her off easy this ti!"
Fu Yanhe’s ears shifted slightly, his movents ceasing as his gaze faintly shifted toward the door.
The hotel’s doors are not like those in hostels and hotels that require a card for entry.
They are simple wooden doors with a bolt, and they don’t have any anti-theft lock; a person outside wanting to pry in just needs a thin blade.
Generally speaking, locals in this small town do not easily ddle with outsiders’ belongings.
But the 15 million that Shen Yanhe carried was too large an amount, tempting to the eyes.
Wealth moves the heart, and there are always so who are desperate.
Fu Yanhe stood up straight, his eyes faintly watching the blade that was sticking through the door gap, watching it slowly push the bolt open.
He placed the dirty duvet aside, flexed his wrists, and walked leisurely towards the door.
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