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Bian Yingning didn't expect that she would know about her affairs, so she replied indifferently: "No reason..."

"Aren't you still thinking about my reaction at that time?"

"Good boy, I'm very touched to know that I care about your father."

Bian Yingning smiled at Shang Qinghui with a playful smile.

Shang Qinghui looked at her quietly.

At this moment, she really couldn't see her clearly.

She thought of hearing her crying when she was at the door, which coincided with her smiling face now.

"No, please, don't do this to me, you can't do this."

Shang Qinghui stared into Bian Yingning's eyes, as if he wanted to look into the depths of her heart, see through her entire soul.

The smile on Bian Yingning's face froze.

"You know all about it?" Putting his hands back on the bed, he looked up at Shang Qinghui.

"Is this true?" Shang Qinghui asked.

Bian Yingning's eyelashes trembled again and again: "Then... what do you think?"

Shang Qingfen didn't speak.

Bian Yingning laughed at herself, but before she stopped smiling, she heard Shang Qinghui say.

"I only believe what you say."

It seems that the little white-eyed wolf can also be raised.

She said she only believed what I said.

Bian Yingning laughed again, but this time it was no longer a self-deprecating smile.

"Then what are you running here for?"

Seeing that she knows about herself, it means that she is not kicked out, but wants to ask herself.

"Do you care about me?"

A word like a superficial word.

The villa is well insulated and the house is very quiet.

It was so quiet that no other sounds disturbed the two of them.

People can feel that their face becomes a little dry, hot and uncomfortable.

I don't need to look in the mirror to know that my face and ears are burning.

"Can't you?"

When Bian Yingning thought that she would not be able to wait for Shang Qinghui's answer, and was about to talk about other topics, she heard Shang Qinghui say this.

As if she didn't hear clearly, Bian Yingning looked up at her.

Shang Qinghui took a step forward and drew closer to Bian Yingning: "I care about you, can't I?"

Bian Yingning stared at her blankly.

I don't know if it's because the two of them have been arguing and being unreasonable for a long time on weekdays, but suddenly they feel uncomfortable when they say such things in such a serious manner.

The heart seemed to be held by invisible hands and would not jump.

The whole person didn't know how to react at all.

"Bian Yingning." Shang Qinghui called her.

Obviously the two were looking at each other, but she still called her.

"Huh?" Bian Yingning replied in a nasal voice.

"Have you ever gone to piao whoring?"

"……No."

Shang Qingfen took another step forward.

Her body covered the chandelier on the top, leaving a shadow on Bian Yingning.

When Bian Yingning looked up at her, her whole body seemed to be covered with light.

"do you hate me?"

"……it's OK."

Taking another step forward, Shang Qinghui blocked all the light in front of Bian Yingning.

Knees touch knees.

But with a simple touch, Bian Yingning felt numb all over her body as if she had been electrified.

Could it be that today's electric shock still remains?

"Then you still want to..." Shang Qinghui bit her lips until it turned red, and the rest of the words seemed to be difficult for her to say, so she paused.

Bian Yingning's hand propped on the bed didn't know when it started to grab the quilt under her hand.

"think."

A single word can't be lighter, as if everything in front of you is fake if you use a little more force.

Bian Yingning didn't know what Shang Qinghui wanted to ask, but her heart told her - at this moment, she wanted to say this word.

Step by step, no rush.

An excellent hunter always has the most patience.

Shang Qingwei looked at her with deep eyes, his hair was draped softly behind his head.

As soon as she moved, she knelt on the bed with one knee, and then the other.

She straightened up, and Bian Yingning was locked in all her shadows.

Bian Yingning looked up at her.

Shang Qinghui put his hand on Bian Yingning's shoulder.

She seemed to be bewitched.

In this world, it seems that all quest objects ask her.

"what is your purpose".

Only she said, "I believe everything you say".

Shang Qinghui sat down and sat on Bian Yingning's lap.

Her legs circled her sides.

With a heavy weight on her body, Bian Yingning started to run away again, but the next moment, the familiar scent of flowers hit her.

Her nightgown was soft and comfortable, and so was her person.

"Then I will give you the hug you want."

Bian Yingning did not move.

Shang Qinghui leaned over and hugged her into his arms.

A hug that is closer, closer, and deeper than before.

Her whole body was incredibly soft, just nestling in her arms.

Bian Yingning slowly, like an aging robot without engine oil, paused at one movement, and slowly raised her hand.

One hand was wrapped around her waist, and the other hand was wrapped around her shoulders from her back.

Then slowly, tighten, forcefully, and hug her tightly.

The soft face was next to his ear, the head was close to the head, and the body was close to the body.

Bian Yingning suddenly thought, in fact, it doesn't matter how long this moment is.

She didn't know how the two of them got to this point.

It doesn't matter if it's about caring for each other, it's about keeping each other warm, it's about falling in love and killing each other until the end is the same...

She didn't hate the moment.

Just a simple, warm hug.

That's it.

……

Called a driver to drive Shang Qinghui's car to take her back, and asked a bodyguard to drive behind.This will not only protect him, but also bring the driver back when Shang Qingfen gets home.

"Go to bed early."

Bian Yingning stood in front of the car window, and said softly to Shang Qingfen.

Shang Qinghui lowered her head, her exposed ears and face were still burning red.

"Yeah." She nodded in response.

The dew is deeper and the cold wind is blowing.

Bian Yingning raised her hand when a gust of wind blew, but before she could react, her fingers brushed away a strand of hair on Shang Qingfen's face that had just been tousled by the wind, as if she had self-awareness.

The two were stunned.

Bian Yingning withdrew her hand and said to the driver, "Let's go."

The pink car gradually faded away until it was out of sight.

Bian Yingning pursed her lips and smiled involuntarily.

She doesn't know why either.

……

"Zhenghao, have you sorted out and archived all the documents of yesterday's operation?"

In the police station, a man called Duanmu Zhenghao.

"It's all done, team leader."

Duanmu Zhenghao stood up from his seat and handed him a stack of materials.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." The team leader took over and said gently.

Duanmu Zhenghao smiled heartily: "No, no, it's a matter of duty."

There was peace in the whole group.

When the team leader came out of the superior's office, Duanmu Zhenghao walked in quietly.

When he got home from get off work, he handed an envelope to Duanmu Zhengjie who had been waiting for a long time.

Duanmu Zhengjie took it and felt the thickness inside.

"I've already made arrangements with them." Duanmu Zhenghao said obediently.

"Well, you did a good job. Tell him that I owe him a favor." Duanmu Zhengjie took the things and went back to his room.

Duanmu Zhenghao was a little confused, although he didn't understand why his sister did this, and he didn't say anything when asked, but he knew that he just wanted to be obedient and do things.

Maybe there is really something hidden that he doesn't know.

Unexpectedly, the person who originally said to himself that he admired his sister and wanted to connect with him, already had a secret with his sister that he couldn't even know.

Duanmu Zhengjie opened the document bag after returning to his room.

Except for some regulations and records, there are only a few photos.

Photos in that room.

Duanmu Zhengjie's eyes froze, and he cut the photo into shreds, and put the other things into the shredder.

Anyone who tries to plot against her, she will not let go.

……

On a fine afternoon, Nangong Group was disturbed by a group of uniformed personnel who broke in suddenly.

At the same time, all shopping malls under the name of Nangong's family were raided.

Whether the fire-fighting facilities are perfect, whether the fire-fighting exits are blocked, whether all the shops in the mall have complete certificates, sales permits, etc...

All kinds of reasons that only I can't think of, and there is no reason they can't find out, have "cleaned" all the industries of the entire Nangong Group.

The fact that the Nangong family was subjected to such an investigation also attracted the attention of many financial reports.

Everyone wondered what shameful thing the Nangong family had done to be interrogated like this.

Such a large-scale and long-term investigation is enough to destroy a century-old enterprise.

……

When this happened, Bian Yingning didn't even know it.

She was standing at the door of the milk tea shop at this time, searching through her bags, trying to find if she had any useless cash hidden in a corner.

Yes, cash.

Her cards were all suspended, even her account was frozen, and she couldn't use it if she wanted to transfer money, and Bian Yingning was too embarrassed to ask others to borrow money.

I think she used to drink whatever she wanted to drink milk tea, any extra cup with pearls and double pearls would do.

But now.

She stood miserable at the door of the milk tea shop, looking at the milk tea that was only five meters away from her. They were so attractive, so cute, and so fragrant.

If God gave her another chance, she would definitely not dislike the trouble of money, dislike taking cash, and never keep a dollar for herself!

Yes, a dollar, she didn't even have a dollar.

She thought that the heir of the dignified Bian family would live like this.

Who would believe it?

She didn't believe it either, she didn't believe it herself, she never believed that the relationship between people could reach such a point.

When her parents said they stopped her money, they really stopped, and they didn't save any face.

It's not like she's really going to starve to death.

During the few tens of seconds standing in front of the milk tea shop, Bian Yingning thought about many things.

She even thought about going to her family's restaurant and grabbing a handful of cash.

This idea seems to work.

Bian Yingning thought about doing what she wanted to do, turned around and was about to walk towards the school gate, when a tentative questioning voice suddenly came from beside her.

"Sister?"

Bian Yingning turned her head to look, um, it turned out to be Ji Xiaoxue!

Ever since she became a poor person, Bian Yingning suddenly became unconfident.

She has been wearing a hat recently, intending to be a person with a low sense of presence.

For example, today, she is wearing a peaked cap with the brim buttoned down relatively low, covering almost half of her face. If you are not familiar with it or pay attention, you will not be able to recognize her.

Don't say that others can't recognize her, her hat is so low that she can hardly see the way when she walks, but even so, she won't lift the brim of her hat.

This is her last stubbornness!

It was the first time Bian Yingning saw Ji Xiaoxue so happy, she rushed forward and took her hand: "It's my junior, it's really me!"

Milk tea is her life, and she has lost her life, lost a whole month (25 days difference)

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