The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

She almost instantly noticed Yan Yan's dilemma and had a bad feeling in her heart. "What's wrong?"    

"Sorry Sister Niannian, I. . . I lost the manuscript!"    

Yan Yan closed his eyes tightly.    

Her eyelashes trembled violently. "I'm really sorry. Niannian, scold me. "    

Yan Yan stood obediently in front of the desk. She knew the importance of this manuscript and was especially nervous. She even did not dare to bear the consequences.    

But she had to bear the responsibility.    

Sure enough, Huo Niannian's excited expression gradually froze. She had been looking forward to this banquet for a long time. She had also been collecting ideas non-stop, just to be able to produce works as soon as possible.    

And now, the manuscript was gone?    

Huo Niannian maintained her smile. "Lost? Was it accidentally lost? Did you find it at home. . . "    

Her heart was anxious, but she was afraid that Yan Yan would feel too much pressure.    

So Huo Niannian maintained a gentle smile from beginning to end.    

Yan Yan nodded, "I have searched, but I did not find anything. Niannian, I know that this is a very important manuscript. It is all my fault. I did not keep it well, I. . . "    

As he spoke, there was a sobbing tone.    

Huo Niannian quickly consoled her. Zhou Haoqin had been listening outside the door. Logically speaking, he was Gu Tingshen's special assistant. Huo Niannian was Gu Tingshen's wife, so it was not easy for him to interfere in Madam's matter.    

However, there was still a layer of relationship between them.    

When he heard the sound of her words, he immediately pushed open the door and came in.    

"Zhou Haoqin, why are you here?"    

"Madam, I have something to tell you in private. " Zhou Haoqin frowned slightly.    

His expression was solemn, as if there was something important. Zhou Haoqin had followed Gu Tingshen for so many years, he was a very trustworthy assistant.    

Huo Niannian nodded. She took a piece of paper from the table and wiped away Yan Yan's tears.    

Yan Yang was still sobbing. "Hubby, don't cause trouble. It's my fault that I can solve it. I have to take responsibility. "    

"Alright, don't cry. Didn't you say that Hubby will support you when the sky collapses?"    

Zhou Haoqin gently patted Yan Yan's head. His voice was as gentle as the spring breeze.    

Zhou Haoqin coaxed Yan Yan for a while before letting him speak.    

As soon as the door closed, he looked at Huo Niannian seriously.    

Huo Niannian also realized that things were not normal. She frowned and said, "Special Assistance Zhou, there are no outsiders here. If you have something to say, just say it. "    

"It's about the manuscript. . . "    

Zhou Haoqin pondered for a moment.    

He pursed his lips and said with a serious expression, "I suspect that Xia Xiaolin did it. "    

"Xia Xiaolin? Didn't she already. . . " Huo Niannian was a little surprised.    

Combined with what had happened recently, the studio had been inexplicably smashed by someone, and the chandelier at the wedding had also been smashed. Each and every one of these things seemed to have been premeditated.    

Huo Niannian exhaled a breath of impure air, "Do you have any evidence?"    

"Not yet, but I can guarantee it. Other than her, no one else is suspected. "    

Actually, from the moment Yan Yan could not find the manuscript, Zhou Haoqin had this suspicion. It was just that Yan Yan was a naive and kind person. If she knew that Xia Xiaolin had put in so much effort to put up a show last night just to gain her trust and obtain information, Yan Yan would not be able to take it.    

Hence, Zhou Haoqin did not tell Yan Yan.    

Furthermore, he avoided her at the last moment.