After seeing Ouyang Diewu off, they returned to their original appearance.

Leng Jialian hugged her hands, holding a mobile phone in her right hand, as if she was waiting for someone's phone call, and she seemed very anxious. She was thinking about the last bar incident while pacing in the living room.

The moment Ouyang Diewu came back, Leng Jialian almost didn't appear in front of Ming and the others. Because they had a more important thing, they found out why Yan Zhuo destroyed the Mengai Gang, why, and who killed all his brothers.

For the truth, she did not hesitate to use the strength of the six major families. She also spent a lot of effort to make the three families of Ouyang, Nangong and Shangguan trust themselves and gave them a company card that they could enter and exit at will, but they were not allowed to tell Ming and the others. For the truth, Leng Jialian and the others spent a lot of money, which also made them have deeper hatred.

‘Buzz, buzz.’ Leng Jialian’s cell phone vibrated. She answered the phone happily with a happy face and said elegantly: ‘Hello, hello, did you have any questions last time?’

‘I used all my manpower and material resources, and risked my life to use the Ouyang family’s confidential computer database to find out the helper of the Yanzhuo Gang, the three young masters.’ The person on the phone couldn’t help but say. Leng Jialian offered a high price to bribe one of the three families of Ouyang, Nangong and Shangguan, and asked them to help investigate the matter. When the employees heard that they were rich and did not hinder the company’s operation, why not do such a good thing? So they agreed.

‘What?! It’s Ming and the others!’ Leng Jialian couldn’t help but shout out in surprise. Then she quickly adjusted and said in a gentle voice as gentle as possible, ‘Don’t mean, I just lost my composure, and the funding issues have been transferred to their respective accounts.’

‘Yeah, Miss Leng, goodbye.’

'goodbye.'

Leng Jialian hung up the phone, threw her phone to the ground suddenly, and shouted irritably: "The Yanzhuo Gang is actually Brother Ming's."

‘What?!’ An Yirou and Cheng Yitong were also surprised.

'Brother Ming must know that we are the masters of cute love, so why do we overthrow our gang?' An Yirou thought that although Xuan hates him at the moment, he would not destroy his gang for no reason. It makes no sense.

‘I don’t know.’ Cheng Yitong shook her head and said helplessly.

‘Maybe Brother Ming knows that we are the ones who were assassinated last time?’ Leng Jialian’s guess reminded everyone.

However, no matter how powerful Brother Ming is, it is impossible to tell at a glance that it was his own gang, and the killers sent by Mengaitang are all dead. Could it be that Brother Ming and the others have not drunk it?

This series of questions revolve around them. If the answer is not found, then he may never get Brother Ming.

‘Buzz, buzz.’ Cheng Yitong’s phone rang too. He only heard him say: ‘Hey, hello, ah?! Oh, thank you, goodbye.’ The phone ended after these words.

‘How is it?’ An Yirou asked anxiously.

‘I still can’t find out the information about those vixen.’ Cheng Yitong said angrily.

‘What’s going on?! Is their information hidden so deeply?’ An Yirou couldn’t help but shout. They had already used all their strength this time, but there was no news yet. What should I do?

‘Okay, okay, these two are not like us. Brother Ming and the others have probably been fascinated by the vixen. Hurry up and go to school, otherwise there will be no chance.’ Leng Jialian decided to let this matter go first, and then talk about it. Now the most important one is Ming and the others.
Chapter completed!