After dreaming about the flowers of the high mountains, he actually?

Wen Zhi suddenly raised his head and met Shang Hexing's gaze: "Is Mr. Shang worried about me?"

Shang Hexing: "I thought you would make excuses for me, but none of them are because of you."

It's rare for her to be straightforward.

And he was more straightforward than she was.

Wen Zhi choked. Although she didn't admit that she did want to find an excuse for him, seeing him just after experiencing danger, to be honest, she felt more at ease than ever before.

"What's going on over there?" Shang Hexing asked.

Wen Zhi looked at him: "I entered their work area by mistake, but they didn't make things difficult for me and let me out."

Shang Hexing took out his mobile phone. Before he was about to make a call, she held his wrist and said, "No need to check."

Shang Hexing said: "Let Chen Jinhuai go and find out clearly."

Wen Zhi shook his head.

The person in charge of the follow-up to the 'crazy horse' was very secretive, and Wen Zhi didn't go in by mistake. She went there on purpose.

If Shang Hexing wants to investigate, the truth will inevitably come to light.

But in this case, wouldn’t it make the person who planned it fall short?
The drama has reached this point, and Wen Zhi is planning to get involved in the plot. She really wants to know whether the person behind the plot is the person she guessed!
Shang Hexing saw that Wen Zhi had a plan, so he put away his phone and only reminded her: "Don't put yourself in danger."

He was very serious, so serious that Wen Zhi felt like a primary school student who had done something wrong and was being scolded by the teacher.

She was naturally a little unconvinced: "I know what I'm doing."

Shang Hexing looked at her powerful retort and replied: "I also know what you are doing."

Wen Zhi felt that it was impossible for him to know. Didn't he just rush to the racecourse? !

"Weaving."

A shout came from a distance.

Wen Zhi raised her head and saw Meng Fan running towards her. She waved to Meng Fan, turned around and said to Shang Hexing in a pleading tone: "Don't let Meng Fan know too much, she will be worried."

Shang Hexing saw a little more emotion on her face, knowing that she was impatient, so he deliberately said coldly: "I don't believe it."

Wen Zhi called him by his first and last name: "Shang Hexing..."

Shang Hexing raised his hand and pushed the hair from her forehead behind her ears with his long fingertips: "I know."

It was a very intimate gesture, and he did it very naturally.

Meng Fan ran over the last few steps, followed by Chen Jinhuai. When she came to Wen Zhi, Meng Fan carefully looked at her whole body and made sure there was nothing unusual, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Zhizhi, you scared me to death. I thought something happened to you at the racecourse." Meng Fan panted with his hands on his hips.

Wen Zhi gave Meng Fan a gentle smile, shook his head and said, "It was still far away at the time. I avoided it. It's okay."

Meng Fan wondered: "It's so good, how could the horse go crazy?"

Wen Zhi asked: "Do you know it was the horse that went crazy?"

Meng Fan tilted his chin toward Chen Jinhuai who was beside him: "Chen Zhu went to inquire about it just now. I heard that a horse suddenly went crazy."

Chen Jinhuai on the side nodded: "Yes, but we haven't got the exact information yet as to whether the horse belongs to a private person or to a racecourse."

Wen Zhi turned to look at Shang Hexing.

Shang Hexing knew what she wanted to say and told Chen Jinhuai: "There is no need to investigate."

Chen Jinhuai nodded: "Okay, Mr. Shang."

Wen Zhi suddenly looked at Shang Hexing and asked, "Mr. Shang, are you busy this afternoon?"

Shang Hexing lowered his eyes and looked at her: "You want to drive me away?"

Wen Zhi immediately shook his head: "I'm not that kind of person."

"I think so." Shang Hexing twitched his lips: "He has no conscience."

"..." She has no conscience. She has a good conscience.

But it's true that he didn't look happy.

Wen Zhi stretched out his hand and pulled his sleeve: "Mr. Shang."

His eyes fell on the thin white plain hand on the cuff, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

Seeing the slight change in his expression, Wen Zhi raised his head and said, "I have a few private words to say to Meng Fan."

Shang Hexing glanced at her: "Is there anything I can't listen to?"

Meng Fan suddenly spoke up: "Cousin, there are too many whispers between Zhizhi and I that you should not listen to."

Wen Zhi secretly glared at Meng Fan.

Meng Fan closed his mouth and suppressed a smile.

Under Shang Hexing's gaze, Wen Zhi pulled Meng Fan aside.Shang Hexing only glanced at it lightly and stood there waiting.

"Zhizhi, what do you want to say to me?" Meng Fan thought it was a big deal and his playful smile disappeared.

Wen Zhi asked her, "Did Chong Wanying see you when you came?"

Meng Fan shook his head: "You didn't see it? I followed my cousin. We went straight to the racecourse and didn't pass the rest area."

Wen Zhi suddenly asked again: "Do you have anything else to do this afternoon?"

Meng Fan shook his head: "No."

After answering, Meng Fan's expression immediately became serious, and he asked nervously: "Tell me, what important matter do you want to tell me?"

After careful consideration, Wen Zhi made a decision: "You'd better go back."

"..."

No, is there a mistake? !

Meng Fan thought Wen Zhi deliberately avoided his cousin and talked to her alone because he had something important to explain to her, but unexpectedly he heard Wen Zhi say to let her go!
Meng Fan was shocked and confused. After wondering, he said without thinking: "What are you doing? You don't want to date your cousin?"

Wen Zhi choked and patted Meng Fan on the arm.

Meng Fan said meaningfully: "Zhizhi, why are you still blushing?"

Wen Zhi didn't wear makeup when she went out today, and a blush appeared on her normally white cheeks, which was obvious.

Wen Zhi's face became redder and redder after being reminded by Meng Fan: "I'm not angry with you."

"Oh, hey, it's none of my business." Meng Fan knew very well in his heart that he was really afraid of saying anything any more. Wen Zhi's face turned as red as a steamed crab: "It's up to you, but you have to ensure your own safety. Don’t worry, it’s best if you stay with your cousin until you go home.”

Wen Zhi patted his chest: "I promise."

Meng Fan snorted: "Your guarantee is worthless, you little liar."

After saying that, Meng Fan turned his head and looked at Shang Hexing, who was standing not far away, and said in a loud voice: "Cousin, I'll go back if I have something else to do. I'll leave the weaving to you."

Shang Hexing looked sideways and nodded.

Looking away, Meng Fan said: "Then I will go back first. Besides..."

Wen Zhi asked: "What else?"

Meng Fan wanted to say what she heard outside the old lady's house today, but she felt that it was not the right time to talk about it now, so she might as well wait until she and Wen Zhi were alone to talk about it slowly.

"It's nothing, let's talk about it another time." Meng Fan took back what he just said, waved his hand, turned and left the racecourse.

Watching Meng Fan walk away, Wen Zhi rubbed his still hot cheeks, took two deep breaths to calm down, and then returned to Shang Hexing: "Mr. Shang."

Shang Hexing looked at her expressionlessly.

Wen Zhi said: "Mrs. Shang asked me to go horse riding today. I lied that I felt sick in my stomach and never went there. Mrs. Shang was probably worried and would send someone to look for me soon." (End of Chapter)