The storm

"She has a bad appetite. Although she made an appointment for dinner today, she almost didn't eat and drank a lot of wine. You go back and get some stomach-nourishing things for her." Shen Zhouyi stepped forward and tucked her coat for Song Rongyan.

Xie Subai nodded, and his black eyes were silent: "Well, I know."

Watching Xie Subai carry the drunk woman into the car.

Shen Zhouyi took a few steps forward and asked softly: "A Yan is under a lot of pressure recently?"

The man's movements paused for a moment.

After closing the car door, he turned around, his body was cold and inhumane to the naked eye. He said, "Maybe."

Because of marriage, she may have a certain burden.

It's not that he hasn't considered it.

but……

He has no other way to go.

What he can do now is to keep her hidden and block all the bad and negative things around her.

Shen Zhouyi was in a low mood, "I have known Ayan for too many years. She is usually careless and protective. She lives heartlessly, but she is actually sensitive. She is too worried about gains and losses. Mr. Xie, you have to take good care of you.

she."

"Otherwise, I, Wen Jia, don't agree."

Wen Yuan wiped his hands with a wet wipe, but his eyelids were not raised, but his tone was vicious and majestic.

She is also Song Rongyan's backer.

Xie Subai's expression did not change, but his eyes were dark and cold, and he said: "Of course I will."

Shen Zhouyi breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the car, "I'm not relieved if I have time to take her to check her body."

This time.

Xie Subai paused slightly, his eyelids drooped, "I will make it right."

That's all.

Everyone is not that familiar with it.

All cognition is one-sided, and no one wants to say anything more.

For some reason, Shen Zhouyi suddenly asked, "Last time you told me that you would help her find that person, don't you have any news?"

Click—

The leather shoes stepped on the yellow leaves on the roadside, making a crisp sound, inexplicably abrupt.

Xie Subai did not look back, "No."

Shen Zhouyi: "How powerful is the person you can't find out even if you are the eldest son of the Xie family?"

"Those who can get into the Beijing circle are naturally not ordinary people."

For some reason.

Shen Zhouyi always felt that something was wrong, and she was confused and couldn't see it clearly.

But when you come back to your senses.

Xie Subai had already gotten in the car and took Song Rongyan away.

The cold wind blows on the spring night.

Frost into bones.

Shen Zhouyi withdrew his gaze and looked at Wen Yuan: "Do you think something is wrong with Xie Subai?"

Wen Yuan raised her head and looked at the direction where Xie Subai's car left: "It's a little bit."

She lowered her head: "He was too calm about Ayan's thing. If he wanted to find that person for Ayan, then he should have enough power to do something that ordinary people cannot reach, but he

If you give up on the Xie family, wouldn’t Ayan’s affairs be treated as a passing cloud?”

yes.

This is also a problem.

Last time, Xie Subai vowed to her that he would solve the prison of Song Rongyan's past, and found the person who betrayed Song Rongyan's father and sold her to the black market. This time, he suddenly calmed down.

But no matter how much speculation is, it is just in vain.

Now no one can understand Xie Subai’s true thoughts.

I just hope that he and Song Rongyan can go smoothly.

After parting with Wen Yuan.

Shen Zhouyi drank some wine and called a designated driver.

When she was on the road, her stomach was not very comfortable, so she asked the car to stop on the side of the road. She went to the pharmacy to buy a bottle of sobering medicine.

Walked out of the pharmacy and sat at the door.

People have a headache when the cool breeze blows.

She drank all the sobering medicine in one sip.

The belly is cold.

Just about to throw the bottle into the trash.

She suddenly paused, her eyelashes trembled gently.

The light of the light crossed in one direction without any trace.

There is an intersection with no street lights there. It is dim and the rustling wind blows the few dead leaves. The night is quiet and the sound will always amplify infinitely.

strangeness--

Why did she feel like someone was staring at her?

This feeling is too weird, but it is also strong.

Her senses have always been keen.

So...

Is there really someone?

She lowered her eyebrows silently, turned around calmly, walked towards the car calmly, and immediately opened the car door for her, and said with a smile: "The weather is so cold, don't run around after drinking,

I'll send you back soon."

Shen Zhouyi nodded.

After closing the car door, the strange feeling of being watched faded.

Shen Zhouyi looked outwards of the dark glass.

Who is it...?

There is no answer now.

Anyway, the person who comes is not good.

But if you don't come forward, you shouldn't do it easily.

Back to the villa area.

It seems to be completely safe.

Shen Zhouyi returned to the bedroom. She looked at Leng Yue outside the window, with no light in her eyes. She probably had a clear idea about what Wen Yuan said today. Pei Yucheng was definitely not innocent. It was even possible that her father encountered that year... Pei Yucheng

handwriting.

Being associated with things decades ago is destined to be complicated.

But only by figuring out these details can we understand the grudges of parents and all the circumstances of mother's death.

Pei Yucheng, the second wife of the Pei family, she checked it.

If it's really not clean-

Shen Zhouyi lowered his eyelashes and sat in front of the easel. He lowered his head and pulled out a utility knife, sharpening his pencil again and again. The "rustling" sound seemed to be rubbed into people's hearts, making people unable to calm down.

It took a while.

The pencil is sharpened.

Her eyes were gentle, but she had no emotions. She seemed to be trying to be sharp as the knife, her hands rose and fell, and the sharp and artistic tip of the knife penetrated the canvas, leaving a deep scratch.

Totally tear.

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The night is hazy.
To be continued...