The Long-awaited Mr Han

3013-Sword

"Liu Yunan." Wei Wucai asked Yan Maoqing, "Do you know this person?"

"It really is Lu Xiuther!" Yan Mingqing understood the name at a glance.

Explaining to Wei Wucai, "Liu Yunan is Lu Xiusei's agent."

Just as Lucy knew that she was filming here.

"It's easy to know her," Wei Wucai said coldly.

"This mobile phone number is not commonly used by Liu Yunan. It should be a temporary number to contact the man." Yan Yanqing said.

"Even if you have a special number, why can't you let someone else do it? She has to come in person?" Yan Yunqing was very puzzled. "Once this is revealed, if she looks at her, she will understand everything. ?"

"Probably because I feel uncomfortable giving it to others, I always feel that I have come, and the chance of making mistakes will be smaller." Wei Wucai said, "But thankfully she did it herself, otherwise it would not be so easy to find her."

"To do this through others, you still have to follow the steps to find her." Wei Wucai said.

"What are you going to do?" Wei Wucai said, "This is for you, now the black hands have been found behind the scenes."

"I have to think about it," Yan Yan said for a moment, and said, "Can you get the record of their conversations?"

Because time was tight, Wei Wucai did not record the man's conversation.

But this is not difficult for Wei Wucai.

"Of course you can." Wei Wucai worked on the computer again.

This time is faster than just now.

They took screenshots of their WeChat conversations.

Wei Wucai sent these pictures to Yan Maoqing.

"I still have to figure out how to get it," Yan said. "Because Liu Yunan is not using the mobile phone number that she usually uses, even if you send out screenshots of the conversation, it is difficult to prove that she is."

"Instead, it will be said by Lu Xioseer that we are framing them, and we will come up with a fake conversation record to frame them." Yan Yanqing frowned.

"Are you worried about this?" Wei Wucai asked.

"Not in a hurry." Yan Yan laughed. "In fact, it is useless to be anxious. If it weren't for you, I would n’t even know these. Ghost, can only be a fool for nothing. "

After hearing what she said, Wei Wucai suddenly had an impulse.

He wanted to reach out and touch her head again.

This time, no one was there, and no one was bothering.

Wei Wucai did not have time to stop his actions.

His left hand seemed to have his own thoughts, and he had already raised it before his brain responded.

Unlike previous times, this time neither others were present, nor did Wei Wucai have time to stop himself.

As a result, the left hand fell so firmly on Yan Yanqing's hair.

This was the first time he touched Yan Yanqing's hair.

The hair under the palm was smooth and soft.

It's furry to the touch, and it's too healing.

Wei Wucai originally wanted to exercise restraint, but it turned out that the left hand had his own ideas and fell on Yan Yanqing's head.

Wei Wucai gave up the struggle, anyway, his hands have been put up, it is useless to struggle again, isn't it?

So, just plan to touch it twice.

Who knows the hand feels too good, a little too healing.

It's almost like touching a furry little pet.

(End of this chapter)