Lord Wen's goblin is a full-scale boss

Chapter 151 Master Wen: I don't have the contact information of my little wife

#New Huadan Tu Li's Death#
#四小花dan three dead and one alive#
#Cursed Four Little Flowers#
#Wen Xinyi Injured#
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Early the next morning, Weibo exploded.

Not long after Xu Qian and Yuan Shiyin died, Tu Li, one of the four young actresses.

He was also found dead in an alley in Shangdu Commercial Street at six in the morning.

"Four little Huadans, three of them died, only one Wen Xinyi is still alive, this thing is poisonous!"

"In the current situation, should I bet that Wen Xinyi will survive, or that she will end up like the other three little Huadans?"

"After experiencing this incident, it is estimated that the female artists in the entertainment industry will avoid the four little Huadans."

"I'm really curious. Xu Qian and Yuan Shiyin died mostly because they didn't have a strong background. Wen Xinyi is different. She is backed by the Wen family. What's there to gamble on? She can't die."

"That's not necessarily the case. I heard that Tu Li had an accident with Wen Xinyi. Tu Li died, and Wen Xinyi was seriously injured and sent to the hospital."

"It is said that Shangdu invited people from the Fourth Bureau to investigate this matter, which shows that the death of Tu Li and others is extraordinary!"

"Four innings, what is that, is there anything special about it?"

"No, no, there are still people who don't know about the fourth round! That is a mysterious organization that has made the big families in the imperial capital turn their faces. It never asks about human affairs, but only about supernatural phenomena."

"That is to say, the fourth bureau came forward to explain that the death of Tu Li and others was an unnatural event."

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In the ward, the morning news was broadcast on the TV.

On the sofa, Fifth Yao was sitting upright, with her back straight, and her slender white fingers lightly touched the tablet to browse the news.

After digesting and absorbing, Wuyao put down the tablet and looked up at Wen Tao who was working on the computer on the hospital bed.

'Buzzing buzzing', Wen Tao's cell phone vibrated on the table, which was especially noticeable in the quiet ward.

Wen Tao picked up the phone and looked at the incoming call. Jiang Zhiyan called from the imperial capital.

Standing up gracefully, Fifth Yao looked at Wen Tao with a voice like water: "Sir, I'm going out to buy breakfast, what do you need me to bring you?"

Hearing the voice, Wen Tao looked at his little wife, his eyebrows were warm, and his voice was cool: "Same as madam."

The corner of Wuyao's lips curled slightly, "Wait for me to come back."

After Fifth Yao left the ward, Wen Tao called Jiang Zhiyan back, "What's the matter?"

On the other end of the phone, Jiang Zhiyan was squatting at the door of the Fourth Bureau, eating buns, "Boss, there was a murder case in Shangdu, just like Xu Qian's death. There was a call from Shangdu, hoping that we would send someone to assist them in investigating the case."

After speaking, Jiang Zhiyan quietly waited for the other party to reply.

What responded to him was the sound of computer keyboards and the faint and inaudible breathing.

Wen Tao's bland and temperatureless phoenix eyes moved away from the computer screen, her thin lips were tightly pursed, and her hands as beautiful as porcelain gently rubbed her brow bone.

"Look for Nian Yao."

His current situation is to cooperate with his wife in acting. If he leaves the hospital rashly, his wife will be unhappy.

Moreover, sufficient reasonable reasons are also required.

After hanging around with Madam for a long time, he didn't learn anything else, but he learned the essence of Madam's laziness.

Jiang Zhiyan looked at the steamed stuffed bun in his hand, it was still warm, "Okay, I'll call Nian Yao."

On the other end of the phone, Wen Tao's eyebrows twitched slightly when he heard the word phone. So far, he hasn't even asked for his wife's contact information.

This Jiang Zhiyan!
Biting the steamed stuffed bun, Jiang Zhiyan's neck felt inexplicably cold, "Boss, I have nothing else to do, so I'll hang up first, so I won't bother you."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Tao sat upright on the bed, his roots were clearly defined, as fine and white as porcelain, and he rubbed his browbones with his shapely and slender hands.

Wen Tao's thin lips were tightly pursed, his eyes were dull, and he was sickly.

"Ma'am, your husband and I don't have your contact information yet!"

　Good afternoon.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)