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Chapter 630 Don't Wander This Muddy Water

Chen Yu drove the car to Shengshi Yehuo downstairs, and looked at the co-driver Ling Chengzhi whose face was as heavy as water, and didn't know what to say.

Seeing the overwhelming public opinion on Weibo today, Ling Chengzhi was very calm. He didn't deal with it, nor did he ask the technical department to deal with it.

Instead, he readily accepted it all.

But Chen Yu knew that the calmer Ling Chengzhi looked, the less calm he was in his heart. He might not have thought about how to face Sheng Ying.

It was Ling Chengzhi who proposed to come to the bar, but when the car drove downstairs, he didn't want to go up.

All day today, Sheng Ying didn't call him or send any messages. After she posted a Weibo, it seemed as if she had stripped him of his life and disappeared suddenly.

This made Ling Chengzhi start to reflect.

Maybe she didn't realize that she was already married and his wife since she got married.

She seems to be in a free state, floating.

Maybe it was her childhood in the orphanage that made her feel insecure, or maybe she married him only because of a ten-year agreement and didn't love him very much.

At least, she was between him and Zheng Ye, and she chose Zheng Ye.

Therefore, Ling Chengzhi pondered for a long time in the car, and said again: "Let's go home!"

"Oh!"

Chen Yu drove the car back again. When passing by the World Trade City, he encountered a traffic jam and stopped in the traffic flow.

Looking around inadvertently, she saw Sheng Ying who was also stuck in the traffic flow. She was in the co-pilot and An Qiao was in the driver's cab.

Chen Yu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Ling Chengzhi. He was leaning against the window with his hands on his forehead, and he was feigning sleep with his eyes half closed.

After a day of calm and breezy weather, he couldn't hold it anymore. At this time, his face was extremely cold, and the browbones were full of hostility.

Chen Yu didn't bother Ling Chengzhi, and turned to look at Sheng Ying. Her face was also very gloomy, and she squinted and looked ahead, not knowing what she was thinking.

Perhaps sensing Chen Yu's gaze, Sheng Ying subconsciously turned her head, glanced at Chen Yu's face, and then looked beside him.

Immediately, she turned her head and closed the car window again, as if she hadn't seen anything.

It's just that my heart began to surge.

Why is Ling Chengzhi's face so pale? Is he uncomfortable?

Uncomfortable is sure, physical or psychological?

Sheng Ying didn't dare to take a second look at Ling Chengzhi, so she propped her forehead and leaned against the car window to doze off.

She didn't open her eyes until the car started slowly.

An Qiao had a panoramic view of all her little movements, and asked, "Was that Chen Yu and Mr. Ling just now?"

"Ok!"

"then you?"

"An Qiao, put me down at the intersection ahead, I want to walk alone."

Just that one glance made Sheng Ying extremely irritable. She was actually worried about Ling Chengzhi all day, but she had no way out.

Zheng Ye was about to die. He had protected her for more than ten years, and she had to return some kindness.

An Qiao parked the car on the side of the road, did not turn on the safety lock, looked at Sheng Yingyu and said earnestly: "If I come tonight, you should think carefully about how dangerous the business in Southeast Asia is beyond your imagination. A Ying , It’s easy to get on a thief boat, but hard to get off, understand? A Ye and I have no way out, but you have, at least you have a husband who loves you. If you really get involved, then there’s no possibility of being with him in this life!”

Sheng Ying was silent.

Only then did An Qiao unlock the safety lock, and sighed softly, "That's all I said, you should think about it for yourself. Even if I let you in on this road, no one else will, and you don't understand many things."

Sheng Ying nodded: "I understand, goodbye!"

She jumped out of the car, watched An Qiao drive away, and then went straight to Zheng Ye's villa.

There are still more than two kilometers to go, and she wants to blow a cold wind so that her mind can calm down.

After all, from the time she posted on Weibo, she had already cut off her retreat.

(End of this chapter)