30 Seemingly a domineering CEO, but actually Sherlock Holmes

When Shen Hean returned home, he was greeted by a room full of silence.

He had told the cook aunt in advance that he didn’t need to cook tonight, and he only needed to buy the ingredients he needed tonight, put them away and leave.

When the aunt left, she should have turned off the lights in the house. It was late when he got home, and the dusk made the whole city dim, and the light in the house was also dim.

Shen Hean looked at the silence in the room and stood at the entrance for a long time. There was no light in the bedroom upstairs, and there was no squeaking laughter like a little mouse when Jiang Lai was watching videos and forgetting himself.

His heart suddenly felt a little empty. Shen Hean's Adam's apple rolled, and he quickly suppressed the emotions in his heart, raised his hand and turned on the light.

Before he went upstairs, he still had some luck in his heart. What if the little mouse just fell asleep hiding in the quilt? It was a bit late to sleep at this time, but he probably couldn't bear to say a few harsh words. If he said a symbolic word, he would be impatient to hug the person in his arms.

Unfortunately, the bedroom was also empty.

Chen He'an stood at the door of the bedroom and opened the top chat box. Jiang Lai had not replied to him since this morning.

His finger stayed on the last sentence for a few seconds before sending a message to ask: [Dear, why are you not at home? Where did you go?]

Chen He'an patiently waited for Jiang Lai's reply. During this time, he went downstairs to simply prepare some ingredients.

When he picked up the phone again, only ten minutes had passed.

Jiang Lai still didn't reply to him.

Chen He'an made a call, and the phone rang until it hung up automatically.

Some anger rose in his heart. Chen He'an took a deep breath to suppress his emotions that were about to get out of control. When he opened the chat box again, his tone had returned to calm: [I'm going to cook, dear. All your favorite dishes will be served tonight. When will you be back? ]

This message was replied by Jiang Lai five minutes later, with only a few words that could not be any shorter: I am eating outside.

Shen Hean patiently asked: [Who are you going out with? When will you be back? We have said that you must tell me when you go out. ]

Shen Hean put down the things in his hands, not in the mood to continue cooking. After drying his hands, he sat back in the living room and clicked on an app on his mobile phone.

The surveillance showed that Jiang Lai left home at 15:52 in the afternoon. Shen Hean's finger repeatedly dragged on the progress bar, and confirmed that Jiang Lai only carried a small bag when he left, and the depression in his heart was slightly restrained.

If he knew that Jiang Lai moved away quietly, or ran away, he was not sure if he could still maintain such a calm and composed appearance.

Shen Hean's face was almost expressionless. He just checked the surveillance calmly, his fingers sliding on the screen from time to time, monitoring the life of the person on the screen for the whole afternoon.

After waking up, the person on the screen spent a long time browsing on her phone in bed. She didn't get up until twelve o'clock until she slowly got up and wandered to the kitchen to perfunctorily drink a few mouthfuls of warm porridge.

Shen He'an noticed the girl's pajamas - they were a little too loose, because she didn't wear any clothes when she went to bed last night. The clothes she put on in the morning were just grabbed from the closet, and they were his shirts.

Shen He'an's fingers slid across the screen, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his body had already reacted.

After drinking the porridge, Jiang Lai curled up in bed again and again, hardly moving, and kept playing with her phone until nearly three o'clock in the afternoon when she jumped up from the bed and began to rummage through clothes in the closet, and then put on makeup.

In total, she changed three sets of clothes. The girl looked in front of the mirror again and again before confirming what she would finally wear.

Shen He'an looked at the screen patiently and carefully, and saw that the girl even had false eyelashes.

Before he met Jiang Lai, he certainly knew nothing about makeup, but every time Jiang Lai put on makeup, she would give him popular science, or pretend that she was a makeup host, directing and acting while putting on makeup, and having a lot of fun.

Jiang Lai told him that going out with full makeup was the highest etiquette for girls, and asked him to cherish the times when she went out with him with full makeup on, and not to scold her like a child when she was at her most beautiful, otherwise it would be as annoying as beating a child at Disneyland.

So who was she going out with? And why was she getting dressed up so seriously?

As far as he knew, Meng Man had gone abroad and returned to school, and Jiang Lai didn't seem to have any close friends anymore.

WeChat was still silent. Shen Hean finally ran out of patience and clicked on another app hidden in his phone.

This software can enter Jiang Lai's mobile phone silently.

Chen Hean opened Jiang Lai's WeChat and saw that the top message was a group chat with him. There were 15 people in the group chat, and the name of the chat was "You can avoid the first day of the new year, but you can't (15)".

He clicked on the group chat members and confirmed one by one. Among the 15 people, 7 were boys and 8 were girls.

Through the chat records of the group chat, Shen Hean learned that Jiang Lai went out for dinner with several people in the group, and they also made an appointment to go to the bar after dinner.

This was the first time Shen Hean looked at Jiang Lai's mobile phone.

Although the software has always been installed in his mobile phone, and although he had thought about looking at Jiang Lai's mobile phone before, he had always suppressed this idea-because he knew that Jiang Lai would definitely not like it.

Why did today become his first time to break the rules? Shen Hean forced himself to calm down, and analyzed his thoughts indifferently like an outsider, and then quickly confirmed-he was insecure.

He was a dozen years older than Jiang Lai, and he should have been the calmer one. He did do so all the time. Unfortunately, age cannot be used as a basis for measurement in relationships. Whoever cares more is at a disadvantage.

Jiang Lai was young, and it was the age when she had no fixed ideas. Her personality was impetuous, and her interest in everything came and went quickly. Shen Hean knew what he was afraid of. He was afraid that Jiang Lai would lose interest in him. If someone

in his thirties still lost his mind because of love, he would probably be laughed at if he told others about it. But Shen Hean quickly accepted his own gaffe - it was already ugly to lose his temper, and it would be even more ugly if he refused to admit it.

Since he had already looked at Jiang Lai's phone, he might as well check it all at once.

Shen Hean patiently clicked into the chat boxes one by one, skimming over the women and focusing on the men.

He soon discovered that Jiang Lai had added a new contact at around ten in the morning, and that contact had obviously applied to add friends many times, because when he swiped it, it was all the words he greeted when he applied to add friends - "I am Lu Shi".

Shen Hean knew who Lu Shi was. The last time he went to the KTV to pick up Jiang Lai, it was him who was pulling with Jiang Lai.

When he got home that day, he asked someone to check, and the results showed that the boy and Jiang Lai were from the same high school. He knew nothing else, and this was all he could find out.

Shen He'an had a vague hunch, and he checked the group chat, and found that Lu Shi was indeed a member of the group, and he was also on the trip this afternoon.

Seeing this, he didn't check other messages, he turned off his phone, picked up the car keys and went out.

Soon Shen He'an arrived at the door of the restaurant, and the moment he stopped the car, he regained some of his rationality.

What was he doing? Shen He'an gripped the steering wheel and laughed. It was a matter of no consequence, and if he really went in and disrupted Jiang Lai's situation, making her lose face in front of her friends, then she would really hate him.

Chen He'an didn't get out of the car. He sat in the car, clicked on Jiang Lai's WeChat avatar, looked at the puppy in yellow rain boots, and didn't move for a long time.

The phone screen automatically turned off after a minute. Chen He'an saw himself reflected on the black screen. His face was gloomy on the screen, and he looked like the King of Hell who was coming to take his life. He didn't have any of his usual temperament at all.

He was stunned for a second, and then raised his hand to rub his temples with a headache, feeling embarrassed for his appearance.

Five minutes later, he calmed down and sent a message to Jiang Lai: [Dear, are you angry with me? We can communicate well, right? Darling, I feel very uncomfortable like this... Don't use cold violence on me, okay? ]

[I'm not going anywhere tonight, I'll wait for you at home. Be safe, and call me anytime if you have anything, okay? I'll always wait for you to come back home. ]

Chen He'an waited for a while, and finally got Jiang Lai's reply before he lost his mind: [I will be very late. ]

Chen Hean's frown relaxed slightly: [Well, it's okay, I will always wait for you. ]