Chapter 110 How Could that Place Be Clean?

"By the way, please help me register one first. I heard from your aunt that she has registered a Weibo account and is a fan of I Love Little Golden Silkworm. Please hurry up. I can't lose to your aunt."

Ye Shuyun said a lot of things, but she found that her son was squinting his eyes and staring at the photo on the computer. I don't know what he was thinking.

"How is it? Is she beautiful?" Ye Shuyun knocked on the table. "I like this girl at first sight. Look how pure her eyes are?"

Pure eyes? Lu Yi sneered in his heart.

In the entertainment industry, there are no pure eyes, no clean people. The cleanliness on the surface cannot hide the dirtiness in the heart. However, he couldn't help but look at the photo on the computer that was enlarged by his mother.

The young woman in the photo was wearing simple makeup and didn't wear any elegant dresses, but she stood there with a slightly side profile, which was very ethereal and clean.

Yes, it was clean.

It's just that this cleanliness, but I don't know when it will be polluted and dirty.

And he didn't realize at this time that his mind was complicated, so he thought too much, and he paid too much attention to this woman named Yan Huan.

However, in the end, he still helped Ye Shuyun register an account and asked her to be a fan of this Yan Huan. As for himself, he has never been a fan of anyone. His private life is very strict. Apart from work, there is only work around him. Of course, no woman is willing to actively approach him, just because his personality may not be liked by women. He is not romantic, not gentle, and can't talk, but it doesn't matter. He has never thought about pleasing anyone.

In this world, the relationship between men and women is good if it is compatible, and it is broken if it is not compatible. No one can force it.

It's not that he has never had a girlfriend, but it just didn't last for a few days. However, it is precisely because of this that he is very normal in the eyes of others, otherwise Ye Shuyun might really cry. She has worked hard to give birth to a son in her life, and then raised him up with shit and urine. What is she afraid of? She is afraid that this only son will be gay in the end.

Obviously, she doesn't have to worry about this now. Lu Yi just loves work more than women. His sexual orientation is quite normal. Of course, Ye Shuyun is not in a hurry. She has set a goal for her son to get married before the age of 30. If he doesn't get married, she will arrange it for him.

No matter what kind of ugly girl he marries, tall, short, fat or thin, as long as she is a woman and can give birth to a child, she doesn't care whether her son is willing or not.

Lu Yi naturally didn't know that his mother was already calculating him in her mind. He sat down and resignedly applied for an account for his mother, letting her chase stars.

Ye Shuyun, who got the account, swaggered away her son, then sat down and went to follow her idol.

Lu Yi, who was squeezed aside, could only shake his head helplessly. He rubbed his aching shoulder and went into the bedroom, just hoping that his mother would let him have a good sleep during this period of time.

He was really too tired. In order to investigate a case, he hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights.

However, he just lay down, but not long after, he sat up again, then leaned his back on the soft pillow behind him, took out his mobile phone, and the blue light on the screen of the mobile phone shone on his face, making his facial features more three-dimensional, but also softened the lines on his face.

Somehow, he typed the two words "Yan Huan".

Then he entered Yan Huan's Weibo.

If his mother hadn't been reading this, he might not have thought of looking at someone's Weibo dynamics.

This Weibo is very simple, but it can be seen that it is carefully created, and it was not registered for a long time. There are many photos of Yan Huan and a cat on it.

In fact, this can also show a woman's private life and what kind of person she is in life.

He turned the pages one by one, and unconsciously, the corners of his lips that had been tightly pursed all the time also rose slightly, as if he was smiling, and it seemed that he didn't know where the softness came from.

It turns out that she can cook, it turns out that she also has a cat, it turns out that she is like this when she is quiet, without makeup, this cleanliness seems to suit her better than heavy makeup.

She is young, about 20 years old, why does she want to hang out in such a place.

He is not against the entertainment industry, but feels that it is full of various complexities. After all, many of the people in the lawsuits he has fought are from that circle, and the people who come out of there are all dyed into various colors, but they have also lost their original hearts.

There are many ways to go in this world, but this one is the one he dislikes the most.

The next morning, he went to work as usual. When he was sitting in his office chair, he thought of something, and then took the landline on the side and made a call.

"Xiao Chen, help me find some personal information."

The person on the other end agreed quickly, just when he was about to hang up the phone.

Lu Yi frowned.

"Wait a minute."

"Well, Mr. Lu, what's wrong? Don't you want to check?" Xiao Chen on the other end of the phone had already placed his finger on the computer, ready to start.

Lu Yi tapped the table lightly with his index finger.

One, two, three...

He could only give himself three seconds to hesitate, and only three seconds to choose.

Choose not to know, or hesitate to know?

"You check it," when he put down the phone, he sighed slightly, then took the information on the side and flipped through it page by page. He was waiting, waiting for the result, hoping not to regret, and hoping that he would not regret it.

Lu Yi would never regret anything he did, because he would not give himself the opportunity to regret. His temperament was like this. Those who were rigorous were terrifying, and those who were picky were also wanting to beat him. He would calculate all aspects clearly and not miss a single mistake.

He was a top student in the Department of Mathematics, but in the end he did not become a scientist or mathematician, but a prosecutor. Perhaps his temperament was suitable for this kind of boring work. He was upright and merciless, and of course he had a face that was born with murderous intent.

He remembered Lei Qingyi's evaluation of his face.

When he was not smiling, he could scare a child to tears, and when he was smiling, he could scare a grown man to tears.