Chapter 340 I Want to Live with You!

Yan Jianming's popularity has declined, and every star has die-hard fans. His Weibo posts are full of cries and howls, and a group of people who have lost their fans have come back one after another, causing a storm.

How could he commit suicide?

Shen Qianshu was about to call Lin Xiaojuan, but Lin Xiaojuan had already called her, "Qianshu, Yan Jianming committed suicide."

Xiaojuan's voice was trembling.

She hated Yan Jianming, but she never thought that if he died, such a living person would just disappear.

Terrifying for no reason.

Shen Qianshu rubbed his eyebrows, "What are you doing?"

"I'm on my way to the police station. Gu Xie has been taken away for questioning."

"What does this have to do with Gu Xie?"

"I don't know either. I'll hang up now. Don't worry about me. Go to sleep. I'll call you tomorrow."

Shen Qianshu was restless. In the afternoon, Yan Jianming and Lu Mengyun went to argue about refunding money. They didn't seem to be suicidal. The BG company group also exploded. Chen Wanwan asked in fear.

Chen Wanwan: Could it be that if I don’t refund the money, he will commit suicide?

Sensen: He and Lu Mengyun were arguing so arrogantly, he didn’t look like someone who committed suicide.

Li Huan: Yes, it’s completely different.

Li Le: But he is dead. Isn’t this a prank? Will it affect Sister Wanwan?

Chen Wanwan: You said that, I was scared. I heard that Gu Xie was taken away for questioning.

Jingyi: What does this have to do with Gu Xie? It's not murder.

Night Champion: If you sit at home, disaster will come from the sky. Please keep a low profile these days.

Everyone: We have always been very low-key!

Shen Qianshu thought about it and felt a little uneasy. She ran to the door nervously and locked the door. Then she thought to herself, what am I doing? She walked around anxiously and couldn't sleep at all. She sat in the children's painting room for a while, thought about it again, returned to the master bedroom, and stopped.

The doorbell rang outside the door, and when she was tossing and turning, she was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat, and her scalp almost exploded. Shen Qianshu was an extremely creative jewelry designer, with an unconstrained imagination and no daring to do anything. Just dare to think.

In just one minute, she had imagined hundreds of miserable scenes of ghosts asking for their lives. She was scared to death. She walked barefoot to the door, wondering why the visual surveillance didn't sound. This person Why did you go upstairs?

"who?"

"Open the door!" A familiar and domineering voice came. Shen Qianshu opened the door in a hurry and threw herself into his arms. Her pale face was filled with surprise. Ye Ling outside the door was confused. Why did Wen Xiang show up without saying hello? Nephrite pounces?

"..." Ye Ling was pushed back and stood still, putting an arm around her shoulders, "What happened?"

"Stop talking, you're scaring me to death." Shen Qianshu's heart was beating very fast before he could get out of his mind.

Ye Ling couldn't keep up with her in the small theater, so he simply put his arm around her waist, lifted her up, carried her through the door, and closed the door. Shen Qianshu came to his senses and finally woke up from the scary small theater. A word flashed through, sir, your arm strength is so good!

Then, she saw Ye Ling carrying a small suitcase.

Shen Qianshu looked up at her, with a black question mark face.

"Sir, are you going on a business trip?"

"I haven't been in a very stable mood lately."

Shen Qianshu, "...?"

"Zhong Ran said it might be because he didn't get enough sleep, so he suggested that I come to your house to stay for a while."

Shen Qianshu, "...?"

"I think it makes sense."

Shen Qianshu, "...?"