Chapter 297:

In the morning, the Warlord.
The sky was shining, the fog was rising, and Shanghai sank in the misty mist, which was extraordinarily quiet.
The black phone rang and broke the silence of the morning.
Ye Chu picked up the phone.
The voice of the phone rang white: "Mrs. Ye Jiarou found an excuse to go to the Ye Family House."
Bai Hao has been monitoring Ye Jiarou and found that when Wan Yihui came to Ye Gongguan in the past few days, Ye Jiarou was quite diligent about Wan Yihui.
She was extremely vigilant in her heart and continued to observe without looking.
Today, she found out that Ye Jiarou had left the door early, and she immediately reported to Ye Chu.
Ye Chu blinked and Ye Jiarou really had an action.
Ye Chu: "You go to Ye Zhai immediately and give things to your aunt."
She and Lu Huai had already discussed this matter well. After Ye Jiarou had some action, the plan was implemented.
She said one word at a time: "Be sure to send things before Ye Jiarou arrives."
White is clear about the meaning of Ye Chu, and looks serious: "Yes."
Putting down the phone, Bai Hao immediately stood up and walked out.
The door of Ye Gongguan is opened and closed again.
A car left the Ye Gongguan, hidden in the fog.
The sun shines through the thin clouds and quietly shines. The light in the air is floating and the shadows are shadowy.
The buzz on the street is getting higher and the car is driving on the street.
The car stopped at the back door of the Yejia Mansion, and Bai Hao got out of the car and walked in quickly.
Going to the room of Wan Yihui, standing at the door stood a beggar.
When I saw the white pheasant, I said, "Mrs. Someone is coming to you."
Wan Yihui received a phone call from Ye Chu, knowing that Bai Hao would send things over.
She has been waiting in the room and immediately opened after hearing: "Come in."
After Bai Hao came in, look at Wan Yihui: "Mrs. Ye Da."
Wan Yihui glanced at it: "You go out first."
The door was closed and kept at the door.
Wan Yihui whispered: "What about it?"
Bai Hao took out a box and handed it to Wan Yihui.
Wan Yihui took the box and the mood was complicated.
Going around, this instrument is here again.
At this point, Wan Yihui did not think much more, she thought that Ye Jiarou is coming soon.
Wan Yihui immediately said: "You leave from the back door."
White nodded.
Avoiding Ye Jiarou's doubt, she could not collide with Ye Jiarou.
......
At the other end, Ye Jiarou has entered the door.
Ye Jiarou stepped forward and his thoughts surged.
Mr. Mo explained that if you can't find the file in Yegongguan, go to the Yejia Mansion.
She thought about it and decided to find an opportunity to approach Wan Yihui.
Ye Jiarou’s heart was cold, and when she found the document, she didn’t want to succumb to these people.
Ye Jiarou took his thoughts and walked into the Ye Family House.
The Yejia Mansion is quiet and unusual.
The autumn wind is bleak, the fallen leaves fall down, and the air is full of chilling autumn.
Deng Wan is the singer of Wan Yihui, she has been waiting here, her eyes are on the front.
After a while, there was a figure in front.
The closer she gets closer, the Ye Jiarou.
Deng Wan was a bit darker.
Ye Jiarou came to the corridor, then turned a corner, and walked a few steps to the room of Wan Yihui.
Ye Jiarou was about to go forward, when she heard a voice around her.
"Miss Ye San."
Ye Jiarou walked in the past and looked over.
Deng Wan stepped forward and seemed to unintentionally block Ye Jiarou's way.
Deng Wanxiao, Wan Yihui is now seeing a person, she told herself to keep herself here and stop Ye Jiarou.
Now the wife has not let people call themselves, indicating that the person has not left.
She can't let Ye Jiarou go in.
Deng Wan coveted, opening: "Miss Ye San, my wife has something to do, you will wait here for a while."
Ye Jiarou has a glimpse.
Then she whispered: "Okay."
At the end of the corridor, Wan Yihui’s door opened and then closed.
The white pheasant came out of the room and walked to the back door.
After a while, Deng Wan came back with a gentle footstep.
A small donkey came over and stood beside Deng Wan and called out; "Miss Ye San, my wife will let you go."
Deng Wan’s heart was loose, and the man in the room had already left.
She turned her sideways and said: "Miss Ye San, you and me."
Ye Jiarou did not doubt at all. She took a step and walked to the room of Wan Yihui.
At this time, Bai Hao had already arrived at the back door, quietly got on the car and left the Yejia Mansion.
Wan Yihui has put the instrument in one place, she hides her emotions and waits for Ye Jiarou to come over.
Outside the door, Deng Wan’s voice was heard:
Mrs. Ye San, Miss.

Wan Yihui’s eyes passed cold, and soon he hid: "Come in."
Ye Jiarou whispered: "Aunt."
Wan Yihui nodded and motioned for her to sit down.
There were two cups of tea on the back, and a snack, which was placed on the table.
The white mist is smoky, and the air is filled with tea.
Wan Yihui looked at Ye Jiarou and chilled a few words with her.
Wan Yihui said that he was polite, but his heart was extremely impatient.
Ye Jiarou, who eats something outside the house, is obviously a family of leaves, but helps outsiders to let the fall of the house.
Ye Jiarou is also pretending to be his own mind, seemingly listening carefully, but actually thinking about documents.
The two have different minds.
After a while, Deng Wan walked in. She walked to Wan Yihui and said a few words to Wan Yihui’s ear.
Wan Yihui brows tightly, Ye Jiarou sees her reaction in her eyes.
Wan Yihui opened her mouth: "I have to leave beforehand, you will sit here for a while."
This is naturally an excuse. She deliberately left, just to let Ye Jiarou stay alone in the room.
This way Ye Jiarou can find the instrument.
Ye Jiarou’s heart is happy, but there is no point on the surface:
Good.

Wan Yihui got up and left.
When the door is closed, the air is very quiet.
There is only Ye Jiarou in the room.
After Wan Yihui left, Ye Jiarou did not immediately get up. She kept paying attention to the movement outside the door.
When the footsteps outside the door were completely rested, she stood up and was ready to start looking for something.
She has looked for drawers, tables, cabinets, and found no paperwork.
Ye Jiarou's eyes fell on a dark black box.
The box was placed in the corner and she walked toward the box.
Ye Jiarou bent down and covered his hand on the box.
The box didn't lock, she opened it easily.
Open the box and the things inside are exposed.
Ye Jiarou looked through it carefully, and there were a few clothes on the top.
Continue to find it, the bottom of the clothes reveals a corner.
Ye Jiarou had a glimpse of his eyes and a box at the bottom of the box.
She carefully picked up the box and opened the lid.
The light came out and there was a document inside.
Ye Jiarou couldn't help but jump a bit faster. She picked up the file and put the box aside.
With the light, the content on the paper is clear.
Ye Jiarou’s gaze swept quickly, and when she saw somewhere, her eyes condensed.
The paper was slightly yellowed and she saw the name of Lu Zongxi.
Ye Jiarou is happy in his heart.
This is the document that Mr. Mo said.
Time is urgent, she determined that this is what Mr. Mo asked her to find, did not look carefully.
Ye Jia softly shook his hand and almost dropped the paper on the ground.
She took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
Ye Jiarou took out the paperwork and put the box back to the bottom of the box.
Then she put the clothes back in place.
The box is closed, the inside is deep dark, and the light is isolated.
Ye Jiarou stood up and put the instruments in his clothes.
She sat back to the table, and in the process of finding the instrument, Ye Jiarou had covered a layer of cold sweat on her back.
The breezy style adds a bit of coolness, and Ye Jiarou still feels a little nervous.
After a while, the nervous emotions gradually eased.
Her heart was loose, and finally she found what Mr. Mo wanted.
In the future, I will find an opportunity to give Mr. Mo.
At this time, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Wan Yihui came in.
In order not to let Wan Yihui feel the same, Ye Jiarou covered all the thoughts.
Wan Yihui looked at Ye Jiarou, Ye Jiarou just picked up a cup of tea and put it on his lips to hide his guilty conscience.
Wan Yi Hui Xin sneered.
She slowly settled down and looked at Ye Jiarou: "There are some things that have been delayed."
Wan Yihui glanced at the tea at the hand of Ye Jiarou, and the coldness of his eyes gradually deepened.
She screamed: "The tea is cold, and change the Miss San for a cup of tea."
Ye Jiarou was guilty and the teacup almost landed.
She did not dare to stay in the Ye Family House for a long time, fearing that Wan Yihui would not be right.
She put down the teacup and coveted: "Auntie, time is not early, I have left in advance."
Wan Yihui should have: "Send Miss San out."
Ye Jiarou left and the door closed.
Wan Yihui’s eyes fell on the box and she got up and walked over.
She opened the box and took out the box at the bottom of the box.
Wan Yihui opened the box.
The box is empty and there is nothing.
Ye Jiarou has taken the paperwork.
Wan Yi Hui mouth corner floated a sneer.
Wan Yihui dialed the phone of the Governor's Office.
Ye Chu’s voice sounded:
Aunt.

Wan Yihui: "Achu, Ye Jiarou has got the paperwork according to the plan."
Ye Chu’s twilight is dark:
We will arrange other things.

Wan Yihui: "Yeah."
When the phone was put on, Ye Chu fell into meditation.
According to Ye Jiarou's temper, she will not find that the matter is just an arrangement.
She deliberately let Ye Jiarou get the paperwork and hand over the paper to Mo Qinghan, just to guide Mo Qinghan to discover the truth.
Mo Qinghan got the paperwork in order to restore his identity.
However, the truth is not as he thinks.
......
Qingzhou.
The town of Ang Ninghe is floating with fine rain and misty rain.
The bluestone road has already been filled with light rain, wet, and all the way.
The houses on either side of the street are hidden behind the mist and are not clearly visible.
A black car came through the mist, and the cold rain continued to fall.
The car parked near the town.
The door opened and a man in a suit walked out of the car.
It is Meng Qi.
Meng Qi with a pair of gold glasses, Sven.
He held a black umbrella and isolated the fine rain.
Meng Qi’s back is straight, the pace is not urgent, and he goes straight to the town.
Jiang Yan was entrusted by Lu Huai and asked him to come to Qiao Yun's hometown to find someone.
The town is comfortable and leisurely. Some people see the appearance of Meng Qi, naturally curious.
They recognize that Meng Qi is a raw face and should come from the outside.
Before Meng Qixing went to a tea shop, several old people sat outside the tea shop to drink tea.
Meng Qi asked: "Where is Joe Yun's home?"
Meng Qi is elegant and very literate.
Although the old people were not familiar with him, they were still inquired when they asked him.
One of the old people said: "I can take you in the past."
Meng Qi smiled and said: "Thank you."
The owner of the tea shop listened to Meng Qi, mentioning Qiao Yunqi, curious and asked: "What are you looking for?"
"He has moved away a few years ago."
Meng Qi smiled a little: "I met with Yun Yunxiao a few years ago, and I accidentally broke contact with him."
He went on to say: "I only want to find some clues this time."
At that time, Qiao Yunjing left Qingzhou quietly and did not say anything to anyone.
These people are not very clear about where Joe is now.
The people in the town live leisurely, rarely go out, and not many people have been to Shanghai.
Even if some people came to Shanghai, they happened to hear the name of Qiao Yunqi.
They will not associate Hong Kong’s heart-stricken Joe Liuye with Qiao Yunqi of Qingzhou.
The old man nodded: "I will take you to the house where he used to live. You can ask people near him."
Meng Qi went with the old man.
The light rain is still falling, pattering, with a hint of desolateness.
The town is not big, and I didn’t have much to go to the old house of Qiao Yunxiao.
Meng Qi stopped in front of a used house.
Wherever the line of sight is, the grass spreads, the walls are peeling off, and it is dilapidated.
It can be seen that this room has not been inhabited for a long time.
The town is very quiet and quiet.
The old man glanced at the room and immediately looked at Meng Qi: "We told you that Qiao Yunxiao had already moved away."
"His house has not been inhabited for many years, and it has been neglected to take care of it. It has long been impossible to live."
Meng Qi looked at the old man: "I don't know if there are people living next door?"
The old man nodded. "Yes, the family has lived for many years and has not moved."
"I will help you ask."
Meng Qi thanked: "There is work."
The old man stepped forward and knocked on the door next door.
After a while, the door opened from the inside.
A middle-aged man came out of the room and saw the old man and greeted him.
Meng Qi nodded to him: "I want to ask you something?"
The man naturally answers.
Meng Qi said: "Which Qiao Yunxiao did not leave before Qingzhou, who is very close?"
The man frowned and thought about it. Something passed and his memory was a bit fuzzy.
The man said: "At that time, Joe Yun has a first love lover."
Meng Qi asked: "What is the name of that person?"
The man said: "She is called Muff."
Meng Qi’s heart is clear, the Ming girl should be the woman who died in the hands of Luo Erye.
At this time, the man's wife came out of the room.
She listened to Meng Qi’s intention and opened her mouth:
At the time my husband was working outside, it was not clear about these things.

The woman will tell the story of the year.
From the mouth of this woman, Meng Qi learned the reason why Qiao Yunqi left Qingzhou at that time.
At that time, Qiao Yunqi’s parents were both dead and changed in the family.
Before Joe Yun's parents died, he had been in contact with Ming Fu for some time.
There is a brother on Mingfu, but he is working outside, and Mingfu is at home.
Until one day, Mingfu’s brother did not come back.
Ming Fu’s relatives watched her brother’s long-term absence from home and occupied her family property.
At that time, it happened that Qiao Yunqi’s parents passed away.
Qiao Yunqi wants to go out and leave, before leaving Qingzhou, take away the lonely and unrecognizable Mingfu.
After that, the two disappeared.
When I heard this, Meng Qi uttered a voice: "What is the name of Mingfu's brother?"
The woman thought for a moment: "Ming Heng."
Meng Qi asked again: "Is there still news of Ming Heng?"
The woman shook her head.
After a while, she immediately said: "After one year, Minf left, it seems that someone has seen him."
"However, we don't know the specific news."
At this point, the lingering rain stopped, and the faint white mist shrouded in the Qingzhou town.
After Meng Qi thanked these people, he finally took a look at the dilapidated house.
The cold wind rolled over, with a damp breath after the rain.
After a rainy day, the room was still quietly standing there.
Meng Qi took the umbrella and turned and walked out of the town.
The car parked near the town, and Meng Qi walked to the car.
He opened the door and sat in.
The door was closed, and the quiet cool breeze blew, and then it was isolated.
After Meng Qi sat in the driver's seat, he immediately turned his head.
There was a man sitting in the back seat of the car. He saw Meng Qi coming and turned to look.
Meng Qi looked respectful and opened his mouth: "Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Yan, his eyes are calm and gentle.
Meng Qi went on to say: "I have already found it."
Jiang Yan opened his mouth, his elegant voice fell in the silence of the wind.
"Back to Shanghai."
"Yes, sir."
......
Shanghai, Ji Manqing residence.
The sun shines through the window, and the house is bright and bright.
The air outside the window is extremely clear, and the autumn atmosphere is strong.
Ji Manqing sat in front of the vanity mirror and looked at the mirror.
There was a small light on the top, and the light fell on the mirror, with cold light.
Only when she is in makeup, the makeup is still the last step.
Ji Manqing was coveted and swept a few eyes on the table.
She reached for a lipstick and leaned closer to the mirror.
She traced the lips and made it very slow.
After the makeup was completed, Ji Manqing stopped the action.
She glanced at the wall clock on the wall.
The pendulum clock pointed at ten o'clock.
Ji Manqing’s twilight flashes and the meeting is almost over.
Today, there is a regular meeting in the Shanghai government building, and one person will come at the meeting.
Ji Manqing's eyes are cold and deep.
Lu Zongxi.
Ji Manqing smiled coldly.
Ji Manqing looked at the wall clock again.
The time is almost up.
She specially chose to go out at this time, just to block Lu Zongtang.
Before leaving, Ji Manqing looked at the mirror again and gathered his hair.
Then she stood up and walked outside the door.
When the car stopped, Ji Manqing glanced around with a careless look.
No one is in the air, it is very clean.
The voice was raised, and Ji Manqing got out of the car and walked forward without hesitation.
At the end of the meeting, Lu Zongxi and several officials came out.
Ji Manqing saw Lu Zongxi at a glance, and she hooked her mouth and walked toward him.
Lu Zongyi was talking to the mayor of Shanghai. He glanced at him at random and his eyes were condensed somewhere.
The woman in front is very familiar.
Lu Zongxi stunned, and his heart suddenly surged into anger.
Ji Manqing actually came to Shanghai.
Who gave her the courage?
Lu Zongxi looked at Ji Manqing and his eyes were angry.
Ji Manqing stepped forward and walked toward Lu Zongxi.
Her steps are not urgent or slow, and she is not aware of Lu Zongxi’s hostility.
The closer the distance to Lu Zongxi, the deeper the hatred in my heart.
The sun illuminates the ground and it seems to be cold.
Every step of her step in the light and shadow, condensed with the chill of the bones.
Ji Manqing’s eyes have been staring at Lu Zongxi.
She stood still and her eyes still fell on Lu Zongxi.
Ji Manqing picked up his documents and slowly reached out and placed the documents in front of him.
She fixedly looked at Lu Zongxi, with a hook in her mouth and a cold smile.
Ji Manqing opened his mouth: "I am a new commissioner, Ji Manqing."