Sunshine on the face of high-speed rail, for him plated with a layer of sacred - scum glory.

The green beard on his lips strongly proves that no matter how fierce he is, he is only a big boy seven or eight years younger than Huang Xinya.

Twenty three years old, if put in a normal family, that is, just graduated from University, is in the happy gnawing, do not want to extricate themselves.

However, the high-speed rail has been able to become brothers with the old man of Su family.

Let the first beauty in Beijing and the little Western beauty, who calls herself muse, compete for him in spite of women's dignity.

In order to save Ye Xingchen, he dared to jump down from the high building.

In particular, he can make Huang Xinya's heart move.

It is the high-speed railway that has done these things that makes people ignore his real age.

But when he was asleep, he showed his true shape -

Huang Xinya was staring at the high-speed railway. When she saw his frown in deep sleep, her heart suddenly hurt.

Common people often say that finding a man a few years older knows how to love a man.

It seems that this is the reason why the high-speed railway can sleep so peacefully after getting on the train.

There is a sense of security.

The question is, Huang Xinya is Meng Xianfeng's wife. What qualifications does the high-speed railway have to get a sense of security with her?

Who knows.

Just as Huang Xinya clearly felt the security of high-speed railway, the corner of xiaoliangjia's mouth immediately became proud.

Half an hour later, Huang Xinya looked back at the high-speed railway, tooted her lips, rushed to him, opened the door, got out of the car, and walked into a police station.

Meng Tai's good mood disappeared from the moment he saw Meng Shao.

But for being a police officer, Huang Xinya would have rushed over and kicked Meng Xianfeng in the face with her stiletto heels.

In fact, it's a big thing to talk about, and it's a small thing to talk about.

After all, a girl's death is sudden, not murder. As long as her brother and sister-in-law are satisfied, the police will not investigate deeply.

After five million dollars, the poor girl's brother and sister-in-law were satisfied.

Everything, OK.

"Don't follow me."

Just out of the office building, Huang Xinya turned back and said coldly to Meng Xianfeng.

Meng Xianfeng, who thought he would be taken home and suffered from the storm, was overjoyed. He nodded and bowed in a hurry and said he would do well.

"In the future, if you want to get in touch with Lin again. We'll divorce. "

Huang Xinya clenched her silver teeth and left quickly.

"Don't worry, wife. Even if you kill me, I don't want to be Lin anymore."

After seeing his wife go out, Meng Xianfeng shrugs and walks out of the police station.

A big disaster, so easy to solve, let Meng Xianfeng all relaxed, but also lamented the power of money is too big.

However, he did not put Huang Xinya's threat of divorce in mind.

He was just waiting for a taxi, secretly scolding Lin Zhidong.

A car suddenly stopped in front of him.

Meng Xianfeng subconsciously looked down and saw a charming face in the window.

Who is this?

There is endless spring between the eyebrows - Meng Xianfeng just found the beauty's biggest feature, and suddenly thought of who she is.

Lin Qingyin.

In the entertainment circle, Lin Qingyin is known as the "master of magic sound".

She is also the eldest daughter of the Lin family in Beihe, and also the sister of Lin Zhidong.

"She came for Lin Zhidong."

Meng Xianfeng is right.

Lin Qingyin put on his sunglasses again and said faintly, "Meng Xianfeng, get in the car and have a chat?"

Meng Xianfeng immediately turned his mouth and asked in a cold voice, "what can we talk about. Miss Lin, please tell Lin Shao that I can't keep up with his friend. In the future, don't come back. "

Meng Xianfeng is just infatuated with cuddling. When he has a plan, he will ignore many things.

But forced by Lin Zhidong and warned by Huang Xinya, Meng Xianfeng quickly regained his original intelligence.

Why is Lin Zhidong's sister here?

Apart from worrying about Meng Xianfeng's nonsense and helping Lin Zhidong spy on him, what's his intention.

After figuring out what was going on, Meng Xianfeng's anger was burning.

How did he get to where he is now?

To put it simply, when he helped Lin Zhidong to visit Mr. Han in the seven immortals nightclub, he had a conflict with the high-speed railway.

Then, it gradually developed into that Guo Wuqing, a friend of the high-speed railway, almost killed him and had to give up his wife. In the end, Huang Xinya spent $5 million to help him settle last night.

Because of Lin Zhidong, Meng Xianfeng encountered so many unbearable things that he even sent Lin Qingyin to spy on him.

Especially, do you really think that the Lin family in Beihe can make Meng Xianfeng a slave?But Lin Qingyin sneered: "ha ha, Meng Xianfeng, what I want to tell you is that I find that your head is turning green."

Meng Xianfeng said: "what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting."

Lin Qingyin looked back to the West and said, "by chance, I found a man hidden in Huang Xinya's car."

"Fang -"

Meng Xianfeng opened his mouth and just said this, Lin Qingyin suddenly looked up at him. In his eyes, there was a gloomy chill, which made him dare not say the second word.

After he bowed his head, Lin Qingyin said in a cold voice, "that man is the high-speed railway that you and my brother thought was dead."

"What, what?"

Meng Xianfeng immediately compared.

Lin Qingyin did not speak any more, but raised his cell phone.

Meng Xianfeng stares.

There is a picture on the screen of the mobile phone. The high-speed railway is lying on the back seat of a red car, sleeping soundly.

Lin Qingyin slides her fingers and changes a picture.

This photo is just the moment when Huang Xinya opens the door and gets on the bus.

"You didn't expect that the high-speed railway didn't die when it jumped from such a high building last night?"

Lin Qingyin took back his mobile phone and said with a silent smile: "you certainly didn't expect that his relationship with your wife is quite unusual, right? Meng Shao, if I were you, I would catch up secretly and see where they are going. "

Meng Xianfeng's face began to be ferocious.

Lin Qingyin shakes his right hand.

A card, fluttering in Meng Xianfeng's arms.

"If you want to see it, call on the card. In a minute, someone will pick you up. Meng Xianfeng, I can assure you that the relationship between your wife and the high-speed railway is quite unusual. You and my brother have suffered a lot. So, to some extent, you are comrades in arms. "

After Lin Qingyin left this sentence, he started the car and left without waiting for Meng Xianfeng to say anything.

"Huang, Huang Xinya, dare you betray me?"

Meng Xianfeng was stunned on the spot. I don't know how long later, he slowly picked up the card and gasped: "no wonder you didn't take me home to punish me. It turns out that you are busy dating other men. Ha, ha. High speed rail, I swear! Everything, just as the woman said, I will certainly peel your skin and pull your tendons! "

He began to make phone calls.

A few minutes later, a black car quietly stopped beside Meng Xianfeng.

The driver is also a woman.

But this woman is not even half as beautiful as Lin Qingyin.

Meng Xianfeng didn't say anything. Open the door and get on.

The woman didn't say anything. She started the car right away.

When passing the car in front of the black car, Meng Xianfeng, with all sorts of flavors in his heart, looks out of the window at will.

Car shop, in front of the museum.

Several vans, parked there, surrounded by security guards.

But some people, carrying boxes carefully, walked out of the gate of the museum.

This is the end of the global roving exhibition of ancient Egyptian cultural relics in Beijing. We need to load the car to the airport and fly to the next exhibition site.

In order to ensure the normal delivery of cultural relics, when the box is carried out of the door, the security guard will check it for the last time.

"This is a mummy, too."

The Egyptian, who was in charge of transporting cultural relics, said with a smile to the security guard, but waved to someone to put down the box and accept the final inspection.

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