Bone erosion crisis: Young Master Lu, don't come here unharmed

If ordinary people saw the subtle changes in Qiu Meng's face, no matter how sensitive they were, they would not think of going deeper.

But Sheng Zhixia is different, she now has the advantage of being resurrected from the dead, is there anyone who knows the relationship between Qiu Meng and He Yinan better than her?
This pair of sluts must be cautious in public. They can't get too close, they can't smile too happily, they can't behave intimately, and they can't even say a word that crosses the line.

After all, how long has Sheng Zhixia been dead?
If her husband and best friend get together, will they both be sprayed to death?
It's ridiculous. If Qiu Meng wasn't Sheng Zhixia's friend, she and He Yinan wouldn't be so passive. Guess how long the public's psychological tolerance is, how long can they accept the deceased's best friend and husband's love for a long time?
a year?two years?

Qiu Meng might have to wait.

This is why Sheng Zhixia is confident now.She is Chu Yuan, she doesn't understand the relationship between Qiu Meng and He Yinan, so don't blame her for the knife she casually inserted.

"Hush—" He Yinan made a gesture to Sheng Zhixia, but he didn't mean to reprimand, and smiled tolerantly, "Why, the kid is leaving?"

Sheng Zhixia couldn't make the atmosphere cold, she quickly shook her head: "No, I'll have a cup of tea before leaving...if I can."

It was obviously He Yinan's invitation, but Sheng Zhixia turned it into asking him what he meant. Both his voice and his eyes were a little cautious, and it was obvious that he was the leader.

He Yinan smiled: "Of course, come on, this way."

He Yinan's temper is so good that there is nothing to say, he always has such a gentle look, and now he is leading the way in front of him.

Ai Ling silently retreated to Qiu Meng's side, as if she noticed something unusual in Qiu Meng's face, Ai Ling didn't dare to speak.

Sheng Zhixia turned around "accidentally" at this time, as if she had just discovered Qiu Meng, and called her enthusiastically: "Oh, sister Qiu Meng, I just saw you, thank you sister Qiu Meng for giving me the tour ticket!"

Ah, what a good age, so suitable for pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Sheng Zhixia's words that made her feel contrived were of course more harsh to Qiu Meng's ears. Little girl, how can Qiu Meng care about her?
"You're welcome, it's all Chengcheng's idea, and I didn't help much." Qiu Meng smiled calmly, but only mentioned "He Chengcheng".The implication was that she was giving He Chengcheng face, not opening a back door for Chu Yuan.

"Enen, thank you, Sister Chengcheng!" Sheng Zhixia continued to thank him stupidly and sweetly, as if he didn't understand what Qiu Meng was saying, he didn't say much, and continued to chase He Yinan who was walking ahead : "Uncle Cousin, you are busy with your work, so you don't need to entertain me. I will feel uneasy. I have already heard the explanation downstairs today..."

She talked to He Yinan naturally, and looked up at He Yinan with sparkling eyes.

Qiu Meng's hands were clenched by her side, her breathing was heavy, her eyes were only on Sheng Zhixia, this is the little fox who came to kill her!As for He Yinan, his amiable response did not mean to avoid suspicion at all, as if he was talking to the little vixen like an elder!
He Yinan is thinking that she is dead too?

Qiu Meng didn't move, but waved at Ai Ling: "Xiao Ai."

"President Qiu?" Ai Ling is indeed Qiu Meng's confidant, she has followed Qiu Meng for many years, and she will immediately agree.

"...Do you remember?" Qiu Meng called Ai Ling over and whispered a few words.

Ai Ling was slightly taken aback, but still nodded: "Understood."

Ai Ling agreed, and quietly retreated.

Qiu Meng continued to follow behind He Yinan, and didn't go forward to interrupt the seductive conversation of the little vixen, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly...

……

On the other hand, the end of the auction also means that the most anticipated part of the exhibition of Sheng Zhixia's posthumous works in the past three days has come to an end.

The gentle middle-aged man whom Sheng Zhixia had noticed just now had already left with the crowd, but at this moment, he was not the only one by his side.

People who seemed to be strangers to each other started talking at this time, with the same disappointed tone: "No on the first day, no on the second day, and the third day has passed, and there is still no bloody beauty. Old grandson, you What do you think? Our trip was for nothing."

The gentle middle-aged man was called, shook his head and said: "I didn't expect it, I found nothing. Could it be that the first day's theft case, Xuepo Zhuyan has been taken away? For us, such a situation Not too good."

"Squatting for three days in a row, of course our family can't accept this result, but we don't know what the Young Master's family thinks." One person worried.

"The Young Master's family is still recuperating, so it's naturally inconvenient to show his face in public. If not, he must have come."

"Now we can only keep staring at Sheng Family and Lingxi Jewelry. We must keep up with their next season's new product launch." Old Sun said.

"Can you guarantee that the next season's new product will contain blood jewels?" Someone asked back.

"I'm not sure. Someone took 'Tumi' away under our noses that day. I don't care what the hell 'Tumi' is, but the person who stole it is too capable. In the past two days, there is still no trace of clues. It is said that during the investigation, either the monitoring system was broken or the system had problems. You know, He Yinan offered a reward of 5000 million to find clues. What does it mean? This matter is definitely not as simple as we thought..." Lao Sun said deeply.

"What should I do now?"

"Let's go back first, and wait for the Young Master to make a decision. It's inconvenient for us to be too aggressive at the moment. After all, Jincheng is not our territory yet." Old Sun sighed.

A group of people drifted away, exited the gate of the exhibition hall, turned a corner, and quickly disappeared into the crowd without attracting anyone's attention.

……

Sheng Zhixia followed He Yinan into the lounge, followed by Qiu Meng.

"Sit down as you please." He Yinan greeted, "What do you want to drink?"

Peng Le came with Sheng Zhixia, and Sheng Zhixia didn't specify anything, so he naturally followed.

"Don't you drink tea?" Sheng Zhixia pretended to be stupid, and she and Peng Le were already seated on the sofa in the lounge.

"What kind of tea do you want to drink?" He Yinan still asked in a good-tempered manner.

"Hmm... I don't know much about tea, how about green tea?" Sheng Zhixia replied.

"A kid is just a kid." He Yinan smiled, and then asked Peng Le: "What's this guy drinking?"

"Mr. He is too polite. I can do whatever I want." Peng Le naturally recognized He Yinan, the boss of the Sheng Group, so he was flattered to ask them what to drink so kindly.

But Qiu Meng smiled at this moment: "Mr. He, please sit down. After all, this is also my home stadium, so let me entertain the guests. Children, don't drink green tea today, try the British afternoon tea. We Let's drink black tea."

While Qiu Meng was talking, someone knocked lightly on the door.

Qiu Meng looked over and said with a smile: "It should be here. Come in!"