While speaking, Wei Ran put down his hand and looked nervously at the direction of the door, but he was relieved that he didn't see Wei Yun.

"Go back to the house after breakfast." Fang Zheng said.

When the words fell, Fang Zheng was startled to realize that Wei Ran was going to divert the topic, and hurriedly continued the topic just now with a straight face, "What are you going to do next? Is it really just like this..."

Fang Zheng did not dare to mention Lin Shenzhi's name.

A few days ago, as soon as Wei Yun came back from Lin Shen's house, he called Wei Ran into the room and wanted to ask Wei Ran what was going on.

Fang Zheng couldn't hear what the two of them said, but it was the first time he saw Wei Yun make such a big fire, and he could hear Wei Yun's roar across the door.

In the face of Wei Yun like that, Wei Ran still didn't say anything.

Wei Yun was very angry, but he could only let it go.

Wei Ran's character is really tough and stubborn. If he doesn't want to say it, even if Wei Yun beats him to death, he won't say a word.

After that, Wei Yun never spoke to Wei Ran again.

Wei Ran had always been terrified of Wei Yun, but now Wei Yun was angry, and he didn't dare to provoke him. Except when he had to go back to wash, he stayed in the studio most of the time.

If it's just like this, it's fine, Fang Zheng had found that Wei Ran hadn't slept at all last night when he came here several times in the morning.

After five or six days, Wei Ran lost weight visibly.

Wei Ran looked at the screen in front of him, "I wrote another paragraph last night, I'll send it to you, you can help me see if it works."

"Don't change the subject?" Fang Zheng's face was cold.

Wei Ran looked at it and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You're too nervous, I was really uncomfortable a few days ago, but that's all over. I've been preparing for this game for a few years, and now it's hard to start, of course I'm nervous, I've just been through for a few days at the beginning. Isn't it normal at night?"

Wei Ran laughed, "When you first started the game, didn't you stay up late every day?"

Fangzheng was persuaded for a moment. When his studio was first established to make his game, he stayed up late to catch up with the schedule.

"Okay, help me take a look, I'll wash my face." Wei Ran got up with a smile.

Fangzheng wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start. Seeing Wei Ran go out, he had to sit back at his workstation with some annoyance and turn on the computer.

As the computer turned on, there was a knock on the door of the studio.

Fang Zheng was about to get up when Wei Ran, who was outside, went to open the door.

After a while, Wei Ran entered the door.

Fang Zheng looked, Wei Ran was holding a courier letter in his hand.

"What letter?" Fang Zheng recalled that someone would send a letter to their studio recently.

"I don't know." Wei Ran looked at the express letter, but didn't open it. After returning to his workstation, he threw the letter on the table.

Fangzheng got up and walked over. He was about to open the courier when he got it. He didn't remember any letters from the studio recently.

He just picked up the letter, and before he had time to open it, Wei Ran, who was still indifferent just now, jumped up and grabbed the letter back.

Wei Ran's sudden movement made Fang Zheng startled. When he looked again, Wei Ran had already opened the drawer and threw the letter into the drawer.

Fang Zheng was stunned for a while and then reacted.

The express letter is not for the studio, but for Weiran.

What was inside was not the studio's documents, but the divorce certificate of Wei Ran and Lin Shenzhi.

Fang Zheng's lips moved, and he looked at Wei Ran, who was already indifferent as if nothing had happened, and looked at the screen in front of him. He hesitated for a moment, didn't say anything, and returned to his workstation.

Wei Ran and Lin Shenzhi's divorce agreement had not been signed for a long time, and he thought that he would have to wait for a while to get the certificate...

Fang Zheng looked at Wei Ran from his workstation, and Wei Ran was engrossed in looking at the computer in front of him, as if nothing had happened just now.

Fang Zheng retracted his gaze.

The phone rang suddenly, and someone called Weiran.

Fang Zheng looked again.

Wei Ran's attention was attracted, and he turned his head to look at the phone.

Seeing the caller ID on the phone, Wei Ran frowned, calling him an unfamiliar number that he didn't save.

Wei Ran hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone and connected, "Hello?"

A familiar male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Weiran?"

Wei Ran frowned, "...Chen Jiyun?"

Wei Ran took the phone away from his ear and glanced at the number again.

He did not keep Chen Jiyun's phone number.

Chen Jiyun didn't like him at first, so of course he couldn't take the initiative to give him his number. Knowing that Chen Jiyun didn't like him, of course he couldn't take the initiative to find Chen Jiyun and ask for Chen Jiyun's phone number.

The person on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his name.

Wei Ran was inexplicable, Chen Jiyun's brain was broken, he actually took the initiative to call him, and he was relieved after confirming that it was him.

"Go and see my uncle." Chen Jiyun's tone was anxious and uneasy.

Wei Ran casually clicked the mouse for a while, and he could hear the reluctance in Chen Jiyun's words across the phone, "Why?"

"I'm out of town, and I haven't been able to contact him since last night. I thought it was because he slept early last night and didn't answer the phone, so I didn't think about it, but I called him just now and he still didn't answer. He's at home, and there's no one else around who knows about him..."

Wei Ran instinctively glanced at the time, it was already nine in the morning.

Lin Shenzhi's routine has always been regular, going to bed at ten o'clock in the evening and waking up at six in the morning, like an old grandfather.

Wei Ran stood up almost immediately, he hung up the phone, took the car key from Fangzheng and hurried downstairs.

He went downstairs, got into the car, and as soon as the car hit the road, he stepped on the accelerator all the way.

It only takes less than ten minutes to go from the studio to Lin Shen's house. Before, he always felt that the two sides were very close, but now he felt that these short minutes were extraordinarily long and distant.