The gold leaf is so thin that you can't even tell it's there if you casually carry it on your person.
There were no security cameras installed in the bathroom, so the culprit couldn't be found at all.
Qin Feng didn't care about the thin gold leaf, since he had already had it placed in the bathroom.
But the inability to find out who stole the gold pieces was incredibly frustrating.
Halfway through the card game, Shen Xingli's phone, which was on the table, suddenly lit up.
He glanced at it and said to Fu Jingzhou, "Your wife posted on Weibo."
Fu Jingzhou: " Weibo?"
"Hmm." Shen Xingli nodded, guessing that an old fogey like Fu Jingzhou probably hadn't used Weibo either, so he simply pushed his phone over.
Fu Jingzhou lowered his eyes and glanced at Shen Xingli's phone.
Little Immortal Nan posted two photos on her latest Weibo.
One photo shows him standing under a streetlamp, with large patches of light behind him, his hands in his pockets; he looks quite handsome.
The second photo is a picture of him with another person.
Fu Jingzhou glanced at it casually, remaining quite calm.
Shen Xingli was taken aback. "Why are you so calm?"
Fu Jingzhou said casually, "We see him quite often, and besides, he's just going out for fun this time; he'll be back in a couple of days."
Shen Xingli was filled with respect, turned to look at Qin Feng, and said dismissively, "Look at Old Fu, how composed he is."
Qin Feng scoffed, "Is he emotionally stable? He's clearly just a repressed pervert."
Fu Jingzhou didn't bother to speak, and then discarded another card.
He was incredibly calm when looking at the photos, but when he got in the car to go home, he quietly opened his phone again.
I found a certain app store with big eyes and downloaded it directly.
After downloading Weibo, he quickly created a new account and searched for the three characters "Little Immortal Nan" in the search bar.
It redirected directly to Jiang Nan's Weibo.
He clicked on Jiang Nan's latest Weibo.
After looking at them carefully for a few moments, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he saved both photos to his album.
After doing all that, he opened the comments section.
Top comment 1: So what exactly is wrong with Auntie Number Thirteen?
Second popular comment: Auntie Number Thirteen loves you so much, why don't you agree to marry her?
The smile on the man's lips froze completely.
It was as if he were solving a math problem; it took him about half an hour to find the origin of the "Auntie Number Thirteen" meme.
As the Maybach pulled into Jinghe Garden, Fu Jingzhou was riding the elevator while his phone played a clip from the latest episode of " The Sunset Is Just Right," featuring Jiang Nan.
His face grew darker and darker as he looked at it.
After watching this variety show clip, Fu Jingzhou suddenly had an idea and searched for Jiang Nan's scandals on Weibo.
As a result, a large number of entries popped up.
#Jiang Nan expresses her love for Luo Hang #
#Jiang Nan, Luo Hang Shen Anbai love triangle#
"Kswl is his absolute favorite"
Jiang Nan, you really shouldn't love me too much#
Fu Jingzhou casually tossed his phone onto the table in the entryway, changed his shoes, took off his suit jacket, and loosened his tie.
Finally, he went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and looked around for a long time. In the end, all he found was a can of cola that Jiang Nan had thrown inside.
He paused, then pulled out a bottle of cola and easily pried open the can with the pad of his middle finger.
The moment the hook was opened, the sound of bubbles was very obvious, a hissing sound.
Fu Jingzhou tilted his head back and took a sip. The icy liquid slid down his throat, instantly calming him down.
He clutched the deflated and softened soda can, returned to the living room, picked up his phone Luo Hang, and opened the hashtag # Jiang Nan #.
This entry is still from a year ago; the top one is a video.
The man's finger hovered above the phone screen for about ten seconds.
He was actually a little hesitant to click on it, so he took a deep breath before opening it.
He leaned against the shoe cabinet, his white shirt outlining his straight, broad shoulders, the hem tucked into his suit trousers, revealing a slender waist.
His expression was indifferent. The crystal chandelier was on in the living room, but the light at the entrance was off.
The crystal chandelier cast a porcelain-white light, outlining the delicate, aloof lines of his face.
The light from the phone briefly illuminated the man's chin.
A video is playing above; it's from when boy band auditions were held.
Jiang Nan's hair was a bit darker back then. He was wearing makeup and his training clothes from that time, standing in the dance studio with another unfamiliar boy.
Although Fu Jingzhou had never seen the young man before, he could deduce that this was the " Luo Hang " mentioned in the entry.
Jiang Nan, seemingly just finished dancing practice, said breathlessly, " Luo Hang, I don't know how at all."
Luo Hang frowned, looking very concerned. "Which move are you having trouble with? Let me teach you."
Jiang Nan suddenly reached out and hugged his arm, saying in a coquettish tone, "I'm not very good at many of the moves, and I'm afraid you'll find me annoying."
Luo Hang patted his pink hair. "It's okay, I won't find you annoying."
Jiang Nan cheered, " Hanghang, I really like you so much!"
The rest of the video consists entirely of the two dancing, and some of the moves require physical contact, making them appear unusually intimate.
The man watched the video calmly.
Perhaps it was calm, only the fingertips gripping the phone turned white.
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On the other side, at the film studio...
Jiang Nan followed Song Zhusheng into the elevator, intending to go to his room to play games for a while.
As I entered the corridor, I bumped into two people.
The two people opposite were both wearing suits; the one walking behind was probably an assistant, holding several documents in his hand.
The person walking in front had a beer belly and was so ugly that it was almost unbearable to look at. He seemed to have all the ugly traits combined. His eyes were small and shrewd, and when he looked at someone, they seemed like a viscous liquid.
The kind that causes physical discomfort.
Jiang Nan was just about to pass by when the man suddenly looked at him and smiled.
She grinned, revealing a set of yellow teeth. " Nannan, long time no see."
Their tone was so familiar, as if they had known each other for a long time.
Jiang Nan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Song Zhusheng.
Song Zhusheng looked a little embarrassed. "This is Director Jiang, Jiang Deliang."
Jiang Nan nodded to indicate that she understood, and then looked at Jiang Deliang.
He vaguely felt that his eyes had been hurt, but he still greeted him politely, "Hello, Director Jiang."
Jiang Deliang nodded, a disturbing smile appearing on his wrinkled face. "Long time no see. Nannan is still so beautiful and lovable."
Jiang Nan frowned, goosebumps rising all over her body. "Sir, can't you speak normally for once?"
Song Zhusheng tugged at Jiang Nan's hoodie from behind, signaling him to watch his words and not to get into a conflict with this kind of person.
Jiang Deliang's eyes widened slightly, his cloudy pupils gleaming with an astonishing light as he stared intently at Jiang Nan.
"Long time no see, Nannan has gotten even spicier."