He straightened her head, forcing her to look directly at him, "Misunderstanding should not exist between you and me."

"With your cleverness, I guessed it long ago, and I found out that Zhang Jing had sent a message in my name?" she asked coldly.

"Yes." He checked after a while.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I can't hide my infertility when I say it."

She saw Chi Luo's naked inferiority complex in his eyes, "I don't pack Zhang Jing, unlike your character."

"After you resigned from Lan's company, Zhang Jing also resigned, and it was easy for her to clean up." Yan Shiting's eyes flashed with cruelty, "I have no intersection with her, she can't do it for no reason. A text message. And... judging from the content of the text message, she already knew that I couldn't have children."

Cheng Yingxuan is a smart person. "That is to say, when you went to the hospital that day, the medical record was leaked. But the other party has never exposed you."

"Not bad." A murderous anger flashed in Yan Shiting's eyes, "Wei Ximing is dead, to whom he leaked his medical records, there is no way to find out. Obviously, Zhang Jing is under the control of people, and Xie Yang put you together, using you to expose My medical record of infertility is also at the mercy of others."

"You suspect that Zhang Jing and Xie Yang's behind-the-scenes people are the same person?" She said the questioning assumption in her heart.

"Basically." He glanced at Leng Sen, "whatever it is, it's more about people doing things. You have to pull out the ghost hiding behind the scenes!"

"So, do you hope?"

"The other party's goal is me, and I'm also using your hand to strike me. You go to work in the Thunder Group." Yan Shiting narrowed his eyes. "During this time, Zhang Jing has been in touch with you, right?"

"Uh." She nodded.

"According to the information I got, she hasn't been looking for a job. If I guess correctly, if you go to work in the Thunder Group, she will definitely follow up."

"Okay." She readily agreed.

"Agree so simply?" He was surprised.

She shrugged. "Whether it was Zhang Jing to go out, or Xie Yang. Since the other party approached me, then I wouldn't pull the ghost out, how could it be worthy of the hard work of others?"

"You can't worry about me, want to help me?" His cold thin lips were softly kissed on her beautiful white cheeks, and the breath was ambiguous, "Huh?"

Sick and irritated by his ambiguous breath, she raised her hand to separate his lips, "Don't let the discharge go. Who wants to help you? I'm just not willing to let go of people who use me!"

"Really?" He obviously didn't believe it. It was determined that she cared about him, and the dull mood was all happy.

Suddenly remembering something, he looked at him, "Cheng Yingxuan, how many things are you hiding from me?"

She raised her eyebrows, and she asked indifferently about his expression, "What do you mean?"

"I was last attacked at the San Francisco Hospital in San Francisco, USA..." His sharp eyes almost saw her through. "You secretly sent someone to find the murderer who stabbed me on the operating table."

He knew it, too lazy to deny it. She said blankly, "Don't you find it all the time?"

"Help me find the murderer, and say you don't care about me?" His dissatisfaction appeared in the eyes of Sen Han.

"You are Xiaobao's biological father. Help you find the murderer. It should be for Xiaobao's sake."

His eyes were suddenly cold, "It's so difficult to admit that you care about me?"

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