Chapter 565 When Everything Explodes 1
Back at the Golden Bay Villa, as soon as he entered the door, the housekeeper D hurriedly walked up to Du Jinchen.

"Mr. Du, Miss Wen is in the study and has been in for almost an hour!"

"Is anyone with me?"

"Yes! But...but she was kicked out by Miss Wen later!"

The implication is that Miss Wen was alone in the study later?

Du Jinchen's eyebrows thumped, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

As for Xu Zijie who stood up after he entered the door, Du Jinchen walked towards the study as if he didn't notice it at all.

Xu Zijie opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

Mr Du...

Why does that person look so much like the Du Jinchen I saw in various newspapers and magazines before?

Could it be Du Jinchen!
Wen Ruoyun has been with Du Jinchen all this time?
In her words, the person Song Jiajia asked her to curry favor with was actually Du Jinchen?

Xu Zijie sat down on the sofa, saying "No, no".

But what about the facts?
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When he arrived at the door of the study, Du Jinchen frowned slightly when he saw the housekeeper Aunt A who was guarding the door with an anxious expression on her face.

"What's going on inside?"

Housekeeping aunt A pursed her lips and lowered her voice: "Miss Wen's mood... is unstable, and... and I was driven out by her for almost 10 minutes, and... I don't know too much!"

Du Jinchen frowned tightly as he listened.

"Go get busy!"

Without looking at Auntie A, Du Jinchen pushed open the door of the study and walked in quickly.

When he saw the scene in the study, he was completely dumbfounded.

Everything, beyond his expectations.

Wen Ruoyun's gaze was fixed on the huge screen on the wall opposite the computer desk, and the screen showed various places in the entire villa.

Especially in the bedroom, it is the biggest window, even the embroidery needles placed in it can be seen clearly.

When Du Jinchen entered, Wen Ruoyun stared blankly at the huge screen, holding the remote control in his hand, pressing something mechanically with his fingers.

The pictures on the screen also switched.

The past between the two of them is just what happened in the bedroom, like a one-step documentary, which is extremely clear.

Even when the two were intimate, it was all blurry and almost invisible, but the voice did not cover up.

In the huge study room, because of those ambiguous moaning or rough panting voices, it became extremely ambiguous.

And because of the pale, frightened and desperate look on Wen Ruoyun's face, it was extraordinarily weird.

After being stunned for three seconds, Du Jinchen strode over, quickly snatched the remote from Wen Ruoyun's hand, and pressed the off button.

Wen Ruoyun subconsciously turned her head to look at Du Jinchen.

"You... have been... spying on me?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, and her pale face was as transparent as a thin piece of paper, especially thin, which could be broken at the touch of a finger.

Du Jinchen opened his mouth, and realized for the first time that what he wanted to say, when he met her hopelessly clear pupils, seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't say it.

Wen Ruoyun suddenly smiled.

The smile was unusually bright, even a little weird.

"Du Jinchen, you have known for a long time that the Song Jiajia in the hospital is not my mother Song Jiajia at all, right?"

Their eyes met, Du Jinchen wanted to say something, but he could only nod his head gently.

"I……"

"I just want to know the answer! If you nod your head, it means that you agree with what I just said."

With a slight smile, Wen Ruoyun said softly: "Then...you also know how my mother died back then, and who was the call made to?"

"Even, you know better, I'm not Wen Guoping's daughter!"

[Said, huh... finally saw the sun again, woo woo woo... The eighth young master wanted to cry... It's finally over, and it's the main event... What you are looking forward to, what you expect to see, coming……】

(End of this chapter)

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