After the Internet was hacked, she did not talk about martial arts on variety shows

His gaze was like an ice pick, piercing her face: "If you insist on an answer, I can tell you," he said firmly, "If she does something unforgivable, I will accompany her to atone for the sin, but it is impossible to leave her."

Shen Zhuiqing's feet seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't move. She couldn't get close to him, and she had the illusion that she was getting farther and farther away.

Only now did she see clearly that this man's benevolence and righteousness are all fake, and for Lin Misen, he can also be fake.

In fact, the person in the photo is not Lin Misen, but Lin Mizi.The reason why Chen Congye wanted the film was to gain a handle and to keep Lin Misen.

If that photo was made public, Shen Zhuiqing would just bite to death that person was Lin Misen. From the beginning, she didn't care who the arsonist was. Her only purpose was revenge.

Compared with Lin Mizi who disfigured her, Shen Zhuiqing hated Lin Misen even more.

Once that photo was exposed, it was impossible for Lin Misen and Lin Mizi to stay out of the incident, but they were young at the time and there were two adults around them, so they would not be convicted, but a storm would inevitably arise.

The adopted daughter of an arsonist is not a good entry.

On the way back, Chen Congye received a call from Lin Misen. He answered it with a headset. She asked him when he would be back?
The voice sounded feeble.

Chen Congye stepped on the accelerator subconsciously: "I'll be there soon, Mier, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing," she said in a low and soft voice, "I miss you."

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and his heart seemed to be hit by cotton, sour, numb and sweet.He coaxed her: "Wait for me at home, I'll be there in five minutes."

"Ah."

When approaching the villa, Chen Congye saw a red sports car parked outside the gate, which was still parked sideways, and he was forced to brake.

In the whole of Jiangxi, except for Shen Sirong, no one dared to block the car in front of his house like this.

There was no one in the sports car, but Chen Congye turned around and saw the disgusting face outside the car window.

He rolled down the car window and killed with his eyes: "Move the car away, or I will hit you." Not a joking tone.

The sound of the throttle is ready to go.

Shen Sirong didn't mind, he smiled blissfully, and said meanly, "Don't get excited, I'm here to deliver the invitation letter." He held a red envelope between two fingers and handed it into the car window.

Chen Congye didn't intend to pick it up, his face was sullen.

Shen Sirong threw the envelope in and dropped it on the passenger seat: "My engagement banquet with Yaoyao." He tilted his head, carefully watching his expression, "Don't be late tonight."

There was no emotion on his face.

Back home, Chen Congye did not tell Lin Misen about the incident, his business was taking photos of the fire.

Lin Hancheng admitted that he received money to do the work at that time, but he did not do it himself, and asked the underage Lin Mizi to do it.

It is said to be playing a game, let her take matches and hide around the designated house, ignite the combustibles around her, and reward her with milk candy if they find her following the lit smoke.

For food, she set fire to a tree.

On that dry, cold night, a house burned down.

After Shen Zhuiqing took the photo, she forgot about it. On the way to find her brother, she went to many places, including the hospital.

At that time, she saw Chen Congye in the hospital, and beside him was a child in a wheelchair covered in bandages, who could not be identified as male or female.

She didn't find her brother in the hospital, so she went elsewhere.

The latter was told by Shen Zhuiqing to Xie An'an, and Xie An'an passed it on to Chen Congye. She hoped that he could help Shen Zhuiqing for the last time, at least not to ignore her.

After listening, Lin Misen sat up supporting his chest, hung his hands around his neck, stared into his eyes, his clear pupils had her reflection: "Congye, I'm sorry, I didn't know Mizi did such a thing. Bad things, in the future, I won't be soft-hearted."

No matter how important blood ties are, they are not worth the lives of innocent people.

Although Lin Mizi was very young at the time, that was not an excuse to hurt others.

Chen Congye hugged her on his lap and sat down, pulled up the quilt, wrapped her around her, lowered his head and kissed her neck: "Mi'er, you can do what you think is right, I will do the 'bad things', you don't have to force her to do it." Be ruthless yourself, let nature take its course."

The place he kissed would itch, Lin Misen didn't hide, she raised her head to cooperate with him: "Cong Ye, thank you for not giving up on me."

He raised his head and pecked her lips, his eyes were all on her: "Thank you for thinking of me."

I don't know if it's because of menstruation or something else, but she has become very clingy these days, and she follows him wherever he goes.

Chen Congye did not wait for a call from Shen Zhuiqing to hand over the negatives, but instead waited for the news of her disappearance.

Xie Anan said this on the phone: "She left me a note, saying that she will start her life again and will not bother you again."

It sounded like nothing wrong, but Chen Congye disagreed, so he sent someone out to look for it that day.

A week passed, only the fact that he was no longer in Xijiang.

The photos are gone, but the 'resentment' is still there.

Su Group.

Manager's Office.

There was a knock on the door, Li Yehua got up from Su Zhiping and went to open the door.

It was Lin Mizi who came.

The moment the two women looked at each other, they were stunned.

Lin Mizi spoke first, with a cold attitude: "Why are you here?"

Li Yehua is from Hoshino, and it really doesn't make sense to show up in Su Zhiping's office, no matter how much he justifies it, it's useless.

She simply confessed: "I am a member of President Su, so I am naturally here."

Inside the desk, Su Zhiping sat on a chair as if he had no bones, his black shirt was unbuttoned three times, and there were red marks on his neck that were visible to the naked eye.

Lin Mizi understood it at a glance, but she didn't care about the relationship between the couple. She was just curious about one thing: "Does Chen Congye know? You are a 'spies'."

Let go of the doorknob, and the door closes automatically.Li Yehua twisted his back and returned to Su Zhiping, smiling meaningfully, with a hint of charm on his red lips, completely different from the usual vigorous and vigorous manager: "Miss Lin, things are not what you think, Mr. Su doesn't care about me." Work at Hoshino."

ghost letter!

"It's so," Lin Mizi stopped joking with her, "Can I trouble you to go out first? I have something to talk to President Su."

Li Yehua said yes, bent down to pick up the jacket on the ground, kissed Su Zhiping on the face, leaving an ambiguous lip mark, and then left.

When the person left, Lin Mizi approached slowly, took two tissues from the table, and leaned over to wipe the lipstick marks on his face.

The ten fingers are slender, soft and boneless, and the movements are gentle.

Before she finished wiping, a big hand clasped her waist and pulled her into her arms.

To be honest, Lin Mizi felt that she was really suitable for acting, because she was able to pose so naturally to a man who hated him so much.

Su Zhiping kneaded the soft flesh on her waist, approached her face obsessively, and sniffed: "Baby, you are so fragrant, and you know how to measure." She was wearing a slim-fit and fleece cheongsam with buttons on the waist , he picked it lightly with his finger, and his hand got in, "I'm almost fascinated by you."

To deal with this kind of lewd man, Lin Mizi came to his senses: "Then tell me, who bullied me that night? You promised to avenge me."

The man's face was already buried in her neck, and his breath was cloudy and hot: "I'll tell you when I'm done."