Reborn Movie Queen's Growth Story

Shen Yi struggled for a long time. Finally, he touched the living room and dialed out the phone with the call record.

Shen Yi didn't want to play, but after thinking about it, he still felt that he should play. Instead of trying the password one by one to make people suspicious, he might as well ask the original owner's father directly, and the phone was picked up after only a few rings.

"Dad."

His voice remained serious. "Your monitor is gone?"

"Ah... Yes, I left an hour ago."

The rustling telephone rang, and both sides were quiet. Finally, Shen Yi broke the awkward atmosphere, "Dad... I want to tell you something..."

Shen Ke frowned at this tone, "what happened?"

Shen Yi pinched his palm, "didn't you give me a black card before..."

"Lost?"

"No... I forgot my password."

“……”

I thought it was a big deal.

Shen Ke sighed and pressed his index finger on the bridge of his nose. "The passwords are all your birthday. Finally figured out. Are you willing to use those cards?"

Shen Yi subconsciously nods his head. Soon he reacts that his actions are ridiculous. Shen Yi glances at the wall clock. It's twenty-three o'clock.

"Dad, it's late now. Rest early and pay attention to your health! I'll hang up."

Shen Yi said quickly, then hung up with a slap, stepped on the floor shoes and jumped into the room.

He must not find her unusual.

Shen Yi put his bank card in the drawer and tossed it around on the bed for a long time. He felt it necessary to look through his household register, otherwise he didn't even know the name of the original owner's father.

Shen Yi goes to the master bedroom again and aims at the drawer of the bedside table. There are three pieces of paper on the thin residence booklet, one is Shen Yi, one is the original owner's father Shen Ke, and one

Ye Wan.

Shen Yi thought the two names were familiar. After thinking about it, he found the computer, started Baidu, and the search page came out soon.

"Ye Wan, a famous Chinese pianist, is famous all over the world. He is known as' the spirit on the keys' and 'little Liszt'. He died in a car accident in 2010."

Shen YILENG, the original owner's mother... Died?

New York, USA.

Shen Ke pinched the hung up phone and was stunned for a long time before he raised his wrist to see the time.

It's late? It's clearly ten o'clock in the morning.

Shen Yi... Did you forget the jet lag?

However, it's rare to be so considerate. Forget it.

Strange to say, my daughter is the most introverted. It's polite to say it's good, but it's difficult to say it's communication disorder autism. They only know how to chase stars all day. Over the years, they have only a handful of calls.

It's strange today. First, I invited my classmates home, and then I called him two times in succession. My words also revealed a little bit of my little daughter's simplicity, which made him realize the deep meaning of the sentence that my daughter is my father's little cotton padded jacket for the first time.

Just... Shen Ke put down his cell phone and dialed an internal phone.

"Help me find out who is the monitor in Shen Yi's class."

Huaxia Beijing.

"Boss, someone checked the information of the young master."

The man at his desk typed with his hand, "who?"

"Shen Ke, CEO of Apocalypse group."

"Shen Ke?" he buttoned his desk. "We don't seem to have any cooperation with his company recently."

"Yes. The other party only retrieved shallow data. It seems that there is no malice."

"Always pay attention to the dynamics of the apocalypse and give me a copy of his information by the way."

"Yes."