C539 Before Meeting Ta

"Then what are we going to do next?" Ann Qianxi felt a heat in her head and asked casually. It was only after a short silence did she know that she was talking too much, "You don't have to worry about me."

Chi Shaojun wrapped his coat tightly. The wind blew the hair on his forehead. His expression was drowned in the dark outline. It was blurry but unclear. Ann Qianxi thought that perhaps he had a story that did not belong to anyone. Perhaps all of this was Ann Qianxi's imagination of deceiving herself.

Chi Shaojun narrowed his eyes and fell into deep thought. He lowered his eyes. Ann Qianxi could not tell his emotions from his expression. She did not know what he was thinking. "Maybe."

"In fact, uncle is very pitiful. If his wife had a spirit in heaven and knew that he died so miserably, she would be very sad." The white snow covered the road. After looking at it for a long time, she felt her eyes swell and hurt. Under such circumstances, looking at him was also a bit blurry.

Ann Qianxi heard him suddenly ask Ann Qianxi, "Before you met me, did you love, loved, and loved anyone?"

This question could not be Ann Qianxi. If he asked Ann Qianxi some mental illness, perhaps Ann Qianxi would be able to answer.

The trivial and busy life had been polished to the point that Ann Qianxi loved to forget what it meant to love life. Other than work every day, Ann Qianxi's emotional life was almost completely blank.

I'm very sorry, Ann Qianxi did not know, so Ann Qianxi could only shake her head.

He looked at Ann Qianxi and his eyes were like the cold stars of winter night. It was a dense fog. In this kind of awkward situation, Ann Qianxi could only look at the platform from time to time.

"The car is here!" After Ann Qianxi shouted excitedly, she saw Chi Shaojun's disappointed face and regretted it very much. But it was already too late. He did not know why he was a little unhappy.

He said coldly, "Hurry up and get in the car." Ann Qianxi nodded and quickly ran into the car.

The bus quickly drove away. When Ann Qianxi sat in the seat and turned around, she found that Chi Shaojun had already walked far away.

Ann Qianxi woke up and found herself on TV. She had become the happiest woman in the country that everyone knew. This was not a dream.

She started to accept the program team's invitation to come to Nanshan area for filming. On one hand, it was because of the fame of the entrepreneur. On the other hand, Chi Shaojun and Ann Qianxi did want to give each other the rest of their time.

Furthermore, participating in the director's variety show had a huge benefit. That was that they earned it very quickly. Chi Shaojun and Ann Qianxi left Dudu and Dong'er at home and called Detective Zheng over.

Of course, It all started a month ago.

Ann Qianxi felt very strange. When she crossed the road, she felt someone push her from behind. She was almost hit by the sudden car.

After that, on the way to work, she walked along the wall of the building. Suddenly, a huge flower pot fell from her head and almost hit her head. She remembered that two days ago, there was news that someone had jumped off a building and killed the passers-by. If she was on the way to the detective agency, would it be considered a work injury if she was killed by a flower pot?

She did not notice at the beginning. She knew that someone had sent her a express delivery. When she opened the express delivery, it was a pile of threatening letters. From the notes, Ann Qianxi could tell who was the troublemaker at a glance.

She tore up the letters and ignored them.

Ann Qianxi even joked with the little detective and said that for the sake of the wife and the God of Wealth, she should take leave to avoid the limelight.

Of course, they just laughed it off and did not take it to heart.

In the next few days, Ann Qianxi and the people in the bureau were all called by the anti-air detective. They did not think that there was a big case, but Chi Shaojun's birthday was about to arrive.

At this time, Ann Qianxi was entangled by a huge anxiety and a conflicted emotion, except for Jia Wanrou from the Blue Dress Sub-bureau.

Because she had been mocked and ridiculed by the little detective many times, Jia Wanrou decided to give the little detective and Ann Qianxi a budget and let them help her choose a gift for Chi Shaojun. Ann Qianxi raised her hands and surrendered. Jia Wanrou's move was really too vicious. Ann Qianxi would rather go and beat her legs in front of the Voldemort than do this.

The butler of Chi Shaojun's house did nothing but do one thing every day. He held his phone and checked the rules and regulations of the notebook one by one.

"The food on the table must be Western food. I want to ask you what you prepared for a table of stewed northeastern food."

"Mr. Chi came back from abroad, but that doesn't mean he wants you to put white candles and glasses on the table. Are you preparing for Mr. Chi's funeral in advance?"

"If you insist on using red napkins and golden forks, then I will have to trouble you to prepare a bridal room for Mr. Chi as well."

"Why can't you even do such a simple thing? What? I am the most terrifying guest in the history of your restaurant? " That's impossible. I have always been dedicated to my work. "A professional and professional butler like us. You won't meet many of us in the future."

"Don't invite too many people to Mr. Chi's birthday party. This is a birthday party, not a private temple party, okay?"

"Auntie, what's with the dog fur on Mr. Chi's dress? " Hey, don't explain. You can go to Mr. Chi's Blue Clothes Branch to be the captain of the detective squad, or you can be the scriptwriter of Detective Conan. The alien took the neighbor's apron and left a pile of dog fur. Really. "

Miss Cai, are you sure you want to give Mr. Chi dumplings as a rich socialite? Although you think the things you made are more sincere, isn't it a bit shabby as a birthday present? What? You still want the Herbal Tea Eggs? Hey, don't say that, my dear. I'm afraid that Qu Yuan will jump out of Milchi River and strangle you. "

When the little detective, the tall detective, Ann Qianxi, and the others were eating in the restaurant, the unprecedented feeling of fear that was even more terrifying than when they could not find a criminal to solve a difficult case finally eased up a little.

The little detective was not like two days ago when there was a string of firecrackers on his tail. It was much quieter. This was a little strange. It was a kind of supernatural relief...

Also, what was he busy with all day? He did not know what he was busy with all day. Detective Zheng, who always gave people the feeling of being very busy, also sat opposite Chi Shaojun mysteriously and said something that didn't seem to come out of his mouth.

"I don't want to go to your house for my birthday. It's too clean and luxurious to be restrained."

Chi Shaojun replied calmly and naturally, "Then why don't you change the address to a restaurant close to your house so that you don't have to drive after drinking?"

Detective Zheng was even more calm. "Sure."

Ann Qianxi, the little detective, and the tall detective were all stunned.