Sure enough, Ye Zi was not disappointed. Twelve hours later, when the sun was rising, Lin Yan walked out of the Municipal Crime Squad.
Ye Zi saw Lin Yan walking out from afar. She had never been as excited as she was now.
She unbuckled her seatbelt and dashed towards Lin Yan.
Ye Zi threw herself into Lin Yan's arms and gave him a big bear hug. Before Lin Yan could say anything, she started crying.
Ye Zi suspected that the girl in Lin Yan's arms was not her at all. Since when did she become so fond of crying?
"Silly girl." Lin Yan rubbed Ye Zi's head and smiled. He had not seen her for more than 48 hours, but he could not control himself when he saw her again.
His gentle gaze fell on Ye Zi. "I'm fine."
Ye Zi looked up and glared at Lin Yan angrily. "Who cares if you're fine?"
After saying that, Ye Zi turned around and walked towards Qin Chen's car.
Lin Yan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He gently touched his chiseled chin and walked to the front of the car. He raised his hand and patted Qin Chen's shoulder. "You've worked hard for the past two days."
Qin Chen's eyes widened when he heard that. He could not believe his ears. Lin Yan had actually said such heartwarming words.
It was as if he had been struck by lightning. He did not come back to his senses for a long time.
Lin Yan raised his eyebrows. He took Ye Zi's hand and got into Qin Chen's car. Qin Chen was left alone in the morning breeze.
When they got home, it was not Qin Chen who was in a mess, but Lin Yan.
The neat and tidy house was now in a mess, as if a storm had passed through. There was not even a place to sit.
Lin Yan frowned and turned to look at Ye Zi. "What's going on?"
"Uh …"
Ye Zi's lips twitched slightly. After a moment of silence, she said, "You'd better ask Qin Chen."
She successfully threw the hot potato to Qin Chen. Qin Chen had no choice but to tell Lin Yan everything about Shen Wanjun's kidnapping of Jian Xia.
Lin Yan nodded indifferently. He raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Renovate my house. I'll be staying at Ye Zi's place for the time being."
"Staying at my place?!"
Ye Zi suddenly widened her eyes, blinking her long eyelashes. "No, no, we're a single man and a single woman, how can we, how can we … …"
Qin Chen bumped Ye Zi with his shoulder and smiled wickedly. "Sister-in-law, don't be shy. I know what happened between you and Lin Yan."
If looks could kill, Qin Chen would have been cut into pieces by Ye Zi's eyes at this moment.
"Shut up!"
Ye Zi and Lin Yan scolded him at the same time.
Qin Chen made an "OK" gesture and shut his mouth obediently. Then, he zipped his mouth and didn't make another sound.
With a wronged expression, he ran to Jian Xia's side to seek comfort.
Lin Yan couldn't help frowning when he saw this. His cold but sharp eyes looked back and forth between Qin Chen and Jian Xia. After a while, he pointed at the two of them. "You … When did it start?"
Hearing this, the first person to blush was not Jian Xia, but Qin Chen, the lawyer.
Jian Xia smiled. "Yesterday."
Lin Yan seemed to understand something. He raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile. He said to Qin Chen, "Treat Jian Xia well. Here … "
"Does it mean I don't need to renovate the house?"
"In your dreams!"
Lin Yan and Ye Zi said at the same time.
Qin Chen looked at Lin Yan and then at Ye Zi. He let out a long sigh. "Husband and wife are really of one mind!"
Therefore, on the next day, the renovation team entered Xinglan Bay Apartments. Lin Yan was very satisfied with the original renovation, so he asked Qin Chen to renovate it according to the original style. This made it difficult for Qin Chen. Who would remember that the details of Lin Yan's house did not meet Lin Yan's standards?
As a result, Qin Chen was very distressed.
Living in Ye Zi's house, Lin Yan took on the responsibility of the director. Originally, Lin Yan thought that after this time, their relationship would warm up, and he could openly enter Ye Zi's boudoir to kiss her. However, what Lin Yan never expected was that not only did Ye Zi not have "tender feelings for the fairer sex", but Lin Yan, who slept in the living room, only had a hard pillow.
For two days, Lin Yan always tilted his neck. In addition, it was difficult for him to keep a smile on his face. It seemed that there was a label on him that no one could get close to him.
Lin Yan looked at his feet, lying on the sofa in the living room, which was only a dozen square meters, reading the financial newspaper. There was always a petite figure passing by, sometimes bringing him a plate of fruit, and sometimes a glass of water.
In short, this kind of life was simple and warm.
After the incident with Jian Xia, it seemed that Binhai City had been very peaceful recently. Ye Zi devoted herself to the work of looking for An Ziyu, but she still couldn't find anything.
Ye Zi just couldn't figure out where a little girl like An Ziyu could go.
She sat in the living room, and Lin Yan leaned on her arm. One of them was reading the financial newspaper, and the other was looking at the case file.
Lin Yan stabbed a piece of watermelon with a fork and brought it to Ye Zi's mouth.
Ye Zi took a bite, frowned, and stared at the case file in her hand.
An Ziyu … An Ziyu …
Ye Zi almost contacted all of An Ziyu's classmates and friends, but no one knew where she went.
"An Ziyu, where are you?"
Ye Zi murmured, successfully attracting Lin Yan's attention. He moved closer to Ye Zi and stared at the case file in her hand.
"Do you need help?"
Lin Yan put his angular chin on Ye Zi's shoulder, exhaled a breath of hot air, and sprayed it on her ear.
Ye Zi's ears turned red from his teasing. She turned her head and glared at Lin Yan.
Seeing the cheeky smile on Lin Yan's face, Ye Zi curled her lips and said, "No need."
Ye Zi stood up, put the case file on the coffee table, and turned to walk into the kitchen. A moment later, the smell of instant noodles gushed out of the kitchen door.
Why did she say "again"?
There was no other reason. Ye Zi only knew how to cook instant noodles. Of course, she had everything: braised beef, spicy beef, pickled cabbage, etc …
At first, Lin Yan could accept this kind of fast food. However, three meals a day, all of which were instant noodles. This made Lin Yan's picky taste buds protest.
However, to Ye Zi, this could only mean that her protest was ineffective.
Ye Zi brought out two bowls of noodles. She placed one bowl of braised beef noodles in front of Lin Yan and said, "Here, your lunch."
"Instant noodles again. Can you …"
"You don't want to eat it?"
Ye Zi picked up the bowl of noodles and took a big mouthful. "Then go back!"
It was rare for the two of them to have some alone time. Lin Yan wanted to take advantage of the situation, so how could he let Ye Zi have her way?
It seemed that he had to show off his skills. He got up and walked straight to the fridge. But the next moment, when Lin Yan opened Ye Zi's fridge, he was instantly dumbfounded.
Facial masks, spicy strips, instant noodles … and a can of something black that he didn't know what it was.
Ye Zi leaned over to take a look. "This is Xiao Rou's seabed mud mask."
Lin Yan's face darkened. He really wanted to know what Ye Zi ate all these years. Could it be that she ate instant noodles for every meal?!
Lin Yan's guess was more or less correct. Ye Zi's father was a typical Northeastern rough man. Not to mention cooking, even soy sauce and vinegar had to be tasted before one would know. Ye Zi and Ye Xinrou had really grown up eating instant noodles. Occasionally, for the sake of the nutrition they needed, Papa would even order takeout. Of course, the most sumptuous meal was Mala Tang.
However, Papa would personally instruct the Mala Tang shop to put more vegetables in it, saying that the two girls needed nutrition. But Ye Zi had always suspected that Papa was greedy for the cheaper ingredients in Mala Tang.
Lin Yan finally couldn't take it anymore. He decided to improve Ye Zi's taste buds. It wasn't easy for him to feed her chubby little face, but these few days, it sunk again.
If this went on, he would be the one to feel sorry for her.
Lin Yan dragged Ye Zi, who was unwilling to go out, out of the house and went to the supermarket to buy some groceries.
This was the second time that Ye Zi and Lin Yan went shopping in the supermarket. According to Lin Yan's lifestyle, the things he picked were all healthy.
However, the healthy ingredients often had one thing in common, and that was that they didn't taste good.
Ye Zi looked at the green vegetables in the shopping cart. She thought that she had fallen into a vegetable garden. She looked at Lin Yan with a harmless face and pleaded, "Can I have some unhealthy food?"
Lin Yan's face had the typical 'no' and 'no' written all over it. For the sake of Ye Zi's health, it was important to have a good mix of meat and vegetables. Lin Yan bought some high-quality beef and dragged Ye Zi home under her aggrieved and sorrowful gaze.
White-boiled lettuce, black pepper beef tenderloin, tomato scrambled eggs, seaweed egg drop soup, three simple dishes and one soup, the taste was indeed excellent. Ye Zi ate an entire two big bowls of rice, then stretched out her arm that was like a white lotus root and passed the bowl to Lin Yan. "Another bowl of soup."
Lin Yan smiled. His eyes were filled with love and tenderness. He ladled a bowl of soup for Ye Zi and watched her eat it all. Then, he slowly cleared the table.
Ye Zi was full. She collapsed on the sofa and continued her research on An Ziyu.
"Have you considered that she might have been trafficked?"
Lin Yan's voice suddenly came from the kitchen. Ye Zi was stunned. She had considered the possibility that An Ziyu had died. However, she had never considered the possibility that she might have been trafficked.
However, An Ziyu was already 15 or 16 when she ran away from home. At this age …
Ye Zi furrowed her brows. Perhaps, she could give it a try. Are you still upset about not being able to find the latest chapter? Amway a public account: r/d/444
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