Chapter 341

Yan Jianming's popularity has declined, and no star has die hard fans. His microblog is crying. The dead are big, and a group of people who have taken off fans have also come back, causing ups and downs.

How could he commit suicide?

Shen Qianshu was just about to call Lin Xiaojuan. Lin Xiaojuan had called her, "Qian Shu, Yan Jianming committed suicide."

Xiaojuan's voice was trembling.

She hated Yan Jianming, but she didn't expect him to die. Such a big living man was gone.

It's terrifying for no reason.

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

"I was going to the police station when Gu Xie was taken away for questioning."

"What's the matter?"

"I don't know. I'll hang up first. Don't worry about me. Go to bed and I'll call you tomorrow."

Shen Qianshu was restless. In the afternoon, Yan Jianming and Lu Mengyun also went to make a money refund. It didn't look like they were going to commit suicide. BG Group also exploded. Chen wanwan asked in horror.

Chen wanwan: didn't I give him a refund and he committed suicide?

Sen Sen: he and lumengyun quarreled so loudly that they didn't look like suicides.

Li Huan: Yes, not at all.

Li Le: but he's dead. Isn't this a prank? Will it involve sister Wan Wan.

Chenwanwan: you say so, I'm afraid. 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: people sitting at home, trouble from heaven, recently you keep a low profile.

Everyone: we've been keeping a low profile!

Shen Qianshu thought about it, and always felt a little uneasy. She nervously ran to the door and locked the door. After knowing it, she thought, 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 again, went back to the master bedroom and stopped.

Outside the door, there was a doorbell. When she couldn't sleep, she was scared into a cold sweat, and her scalp almost exploded. Shen Qianshu is a jewelry designer with excellent creativity. He has a wide mind and dares nothing, just dares to think.

In just one minute, hundreds of miserable pictures of fierce ghosts have been filled in her brain. Sheng Sheng scared her half to death. She walked to the door barefoot and thought to herself, why didn't the visual monitoring ring, and how did this person go upstairs.

"Who?"

"Open the door!" The familiar and domineering voice came. Shen Qianshu hurriedly opened the door and rushed into his arms. His pale little face was surprised, and Ye Ling was stunned outside the door. Why did he rush at Wen Xiang nephrite without saying hello?

"...." Yeling was thrown back and stood firmly, with one hand around her shoulder, "what's the matter?"

"Don't talk. I'm scared to death." Shen Qianshu's heart beat very fast before he came out of his brain hole.

Yeling couldn't keep up with her little theater. She simply put one hand around her waist, lifted her up, carried her in, and closed the door. Shen Qianshu regained consciousness, and finally woke up from the frightening little theater. A sentence flashed in her mind, sir, your arm strength is good!

Then she saw Yeling carrying a small suitcase.

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

"Sir, are you going on business?"

"My mood is not very stable recently."

Shen Qianshu, "...?"

"Zhong ran said that he may have less sleep, so he suggested that I come to your house for a period of time."

Shen Qianshu, "...?"

"I think it makes sense."

Shen Qianshu, "...?"