Master?

Master!

Master...

The three heads have three different views.

Chen Shenyuan whispered: "Ma Weigan is actually the butler's son?"

"..." Luo Shaochen said, "Why don't you guess it's a gardener?"

Chen Shenyuan said: "Is the gardener married?"

"What?"

Zhang Zhi: "Isn't it a problem now that I answer the phone?"

Chen Shenyuan reached out to answer the phone and pressed the speakerphone while saying, "It is wrong to answer someone else's call, but if you accidentally press it..."

"I waited for seven seconds."

Chen Shenyuan was surprised. What surprised him was not the almost commanding shouting on the other end of his phone, but the almost cold indifference of the speaker. "Hello," Chen Shenyuan said in a humble voice, "Are you looking for Uncle Ma? He is drunk."

Doudou...

The other party hung up the phone mercilessly.

Zhang Zhi: "I kind of believe in the butler's son." The other party's attitude of speaking was completely the master's order to the servant.

Luo Shaochen said: "I have heard this sound."

"I bet he has five octave ranges." Although he is no longer responsible for the specific affairs of ef at work, because of Qiao Yihang's relationship, Zhang Zhi's musical attainments not only did not stagnate, but instead kept pace with the day.

Luo Shaochen said: "It is a miracle that he can sing accurately. He is Ma Yu." The next sentence was said to Chen Shenyuan.

"Who is Ma Yu?"

Chen Shenyuan originally wanted to ask Zhang Zhi’s question, but he suddenly remembered this person with a sharp turn, "Ma Rui’s little brother?"

Zhang Zhi laughed, "Have you become a sperm?"

Luo Shaochen and Shen Shenyuan looked at Zhang Zhi at the same time.

Zhang Zhi looked down at his watch, "It's very late, I'll go back first. Happy birthday to Luo Linlin."

Chen Shenyuan said: "Should I say thank you?"

Zhang Zhi: "You received the gift."

"I'll thank you for Linlin." If he had to accept the toy, he would rather have an aircraft model. Speaking of which, the remote-controlled aircraft are becoming more and more advanced now, and there is really one.

Luo Shaochen said: "Does the Qiao family have access control? Are you kneeling on the broken glass or sleeping on the street when you are one minute late?"

Zhang Zhi curled his lips and looked at him disdainfully and said, "When you have a lover, you will know what the access control of love is."

Luo Shaochen: “…”

After Zhang Zhi left, Chen Shenyuan also wanted to follow him downstairs, but was caught by Luo Shaochen.

Come here, come, it's true...

Chen Shenyuan shouted in his heart while looking at Luo Shaochen excitedly.

Luo Shaochen looked at his brighter and brighter eyes and frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

"Do you have something to say to me?"

"certainly."

"bring it on."

"Don't worry about what Mavie does."

"...Why?" Chen Shenyuan's head did not turn around for a moment.

Luo Shaochen said: "This matter is too complicated, you must first clarify it."

Chen Shenyuan thought of the phone call just now and tentatively said: "Are you talking about Ma Weigan's little brother...Ma Yu?"

"Well. Ma Yu's status in the Ma family is like Linlin's status in the Luo family. Touching a hair of his hair is equivalent to becoming an enemy of the entire Ma family."

"Can I move him so much that he has only one hair?"

“…”

"It may be a coincidence that he called Ma Weigan, and he might not have been involved." Chen Shenyuan said.

Luo Shaochen said: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."

"How do you check?"

"Did you forget the police? You always have to let them do some work. Do you know why the protagonists in the TV series solve the case are always so honest and just?"

"Because they are the protagonists, the protagonist's image is too subversive and it is easy to get caught in the TV series."

"No, because the screenwriter has arranged too much work for them. He catches bad guys, is greedy for love, and occasionally has to work hard on the private affairs of colleagues and friends. Where can I have time to think about anything?"

Chen Shenyuan felt enlightened, "So we should be the screenwriter now, why do we find some work for them?"

“From our perspective, yes.”

"There are other angles?"

"From the police's perspective, we should be... informants."

"...It's important who the protagonist is." Chen Shenyuan glanced at Maweigan Road, who was still lying on the bed, "You think he would be pretending to be drunk and silently eavesdropping on our conversation, and then jump up and inform us after we leave."

Luo Shaochen said: "When the story develops here, the weapon should appear."

"Document lamp? Is there any more advanced one? Even if there is no ak47, I will give you a Zhuge divine crossbow."

"It's very advanced than candles." Luo Shaochen patted Chen Shenyuan's head, "Let's go. The birthday star cannot be missing for too long. He will blow birthday candles later."

Chen Shenyuan stared at him silently for a while, and then he made sure that he had nothing else to say before he slowly went out.

"By the way." Luo Shaochen closed the door and said suddenly.

Chen Shenyuan immediately turned around and looked at him with wide eyes and expectant eyes.

"Master Sima Qingku said that Ge Feng has a clue, so you don't have to worry too much."

"Ah, right?" When talking about Ge Feng, he couldn't help but think of the authentic Rowlinglin, which was likely to fall into his hands. Chen Shenyuan immediately despised him. This was Luo Linlin's birthday. He was actually looking forward to receiving a gift from Mr. Luo on Luo Linlin's birthday? It was so shameless.

He walked downstairs with his head downstairs. Although his movements had not changed much from before, looking at Luo Shaochen above his head, he could feel his subtle emotional changes in just a few dozen seconds.

"Are you worried?" Luo Shaochen grabbed him as he stepped down the last stairs.

How could he be so embarrassed to speak up for this kind of thought? Chen Shenyuan glanced at the backs of Grandma Zhao and Qiao Yinglang, and said hurriedly: "I don't know what to do with Qiao Yinglang?"

"How did you deal with avid fans before?"

"They won't let me be a bride, and I have an assistant, he's going to have a baby, oh, it's his wife who is pregnant."

"I know the gender of your assistant." Luo Shaochen paused, "If I remember correctly, Linlin's little star's current assistant and agent... is me."

"So this matter is left to you to deal with." Chen Shenyuan couldn't ask for it.

Luo Shaochen snapped his fingers, "Go another cup and go back eighteen years."

However, after Chen Shenyuan went out, he did not have the opportunity to get along with Qiao Yinglang alone. Luo Xuemin directly sent him to the temporary flower platform. There were neon lights of various colors hanging on the arches made of real flowers. The light softened everyone's face, making the night particularly pure and beautiful.

"This is an unforgettable night, not only because today is the birthday of my little princess, but also because she gathers with so many good friends." Luo Xuemin's cheeks were slightly red, radiant, and her face was full of joy. "Let's set off the highest tide of the evening party together and wish the young birthday a happy birthday."

The song slowly rang, and the guests sang birthday songs intriguingly.

Chen Shenyuan stood under the light and received baptism from all directions.

From models to artists, the attention of everyone is not unfamiliar to him, but being blessed by so many people to celebrate his birthday is another matter, which is completely unfamiliar to him. His palms were slightly sweating, both nervous and joyful, and he was still moved even though he knew that the protagonist of the banquet was not himself, but his body, but his body.

The birthday cake was pushed up, and Luo Dingou and Luo Qize stood on both sides of the seven-layer cake, looking at him expectantly.

Chen Shenyuan looked up at the flames at the top of the cake, wondering if he should have a propeller inserted into his head and fly up to blow the candle.

He hugged his waist in time and hugged him up.

Without looking back, Chen Shenyuan could recognize the source of this familiar embrace.

"Make a wish!" Qiao Yinglang shouted unwillingly below.

Chen Shenyuan closed his eyes, put his hands together, and sincerely prayed: Please let him and Luo Linlin return to their respective lives safely.

"Huh!" He blew out the candle in one breath.

Applause was like thunder.

Chen Shenyuan thought: God should hear such a loud applause.

After all, it was a birthday party for children, so it was impossible for the guests to stay too late. After 8:30, the guests in the mansion would almost leave. After Chen Shenyuan sent the children in the kindergarten, he couldn't stand the sleepiness and drank a glass of milk and took a shower and went to bed.

The tranquility after the hustle and bustle is most likely to be empty.

Chen Shenyuan lay on the bed, his groggy head gradually became clear, and the endless darkness in the room was wrapped around him, highlighting his loneliness.

He lay quietly alone, his mind slowly blanked, his eyes blinked at the ceiling, and calmly waited for the sleepiness to come again.

About half an hour later, the sleepiness finally came back.

Chen Shenyuan turned over and was about to fall asleep when he felt a hard under his body, as if something had been pressed down. He reached out and touched it, and then pulled out a card.

Could it be a threat letter?
Chapter completed!