Zhai Ya and Peng Kexin's atmosphere has always been a subtle embarrassment. Peng Kexin came back after staying for a while and was embarrassed to ignore a person who cared about himself: "do you have something to say to me?"

Zhaiya didn't expect that Peng Kexin would suddenly talk to herself. She was stunned for a long time before she responded: "were you asking me just now?"

"You can think that I was just looking for a topic to start our chat." Peng Kexin replied to her seriously.

Zhai Ya can't help but get a little nervous and don't know how to say: "I just want to accompany you. I don't want to do anything."

"They told you to come and comfort me." Peng Kexin looked at Rongze and his party, and then he gave a smile.

"Don't get me wrong. They didn't ask me to comfort you," Jaya said in a hurry. "I wanted to come and accompany you."

"In fact, I'm much stronger than they think, but thank you for coming with me." Peng Kexin gave zhaiya a friendly smile.

Zhai Ya was relieved, but she was even more curious about Peng Kexin: "how did you and Song Yi get together?"

"Do they tell you I'm Song Yi's girlfriend?" Peng Kexin is a little curious about his position in Song Yi's friends.

"They don't say that, but I feel like they do." Jaya thought about it and replied honestly.

"In fact, it's not," said Peng Kexin, who has a strong sense of ceremony. She and Song Yi are not really together, which she knows better than anyone. "I'm not with him."

"Some things don't need to be said so clearly. In our eyes, you are girlfriends and girlfriends. That's enough. What's more, you do come as Song Yi's girlfriend, so, "Zhai Ya comforted her." maybe Song Yi was going to tell you well, but it's very difficult for him. "

Peng Kexin heard this, tears this just have to flow out of the sign, but she did not leave a trace to erase: "it doesn't matter, I don't care about these."

It's good that two people can love each other for a while. It's unnecessary to entangle in some details. Peng Kexin has been infinitely close to Song Yi's sincerity, and she has been satisfied with his various appearances.

The funeral was over soon. When Peng Kexin was ready to leave, Rongze found him.

Zhai Ya knew that they had something to talk about, so she turned around and was ready to go to Chu Cheng: "Rongze, you are not allowed to bully Kexin!"

Peng Kexin looked at her gently and laughed: "if he dares to bully me, I will tell you."

Rongze shook his head helplessly: "the friendship between women is really strange."

Watching zhaiya disappear in sight, Peng Kexin turns to Rongze and says, "if you have something to say, you can sit down and say it."

Rongze sat down and looked serious: "I want to ask you something. I hope you can answer it truthfully."

Peng Kexin nodded, motioned to him and asked, "if I knew, I would say it."

"Have you had a facelift before? It's very important. " Rongze asked, afraid that she would have resistance to this question, and quickly added a sentence.

Peng Kexin was somewhat surprised by his question, and his attitude was somewhat evasive: "is this question too personal? May I refuse to answer? "

Rongze had expected that she might be like this before, but insisted: "this matter really matters. I hope you can tell me."

Peng Kexin thought about it, and felt that there was nothing to hide about it, so he told the truth: "I did have my face adjusted, but not to be beautiful, but because I destroyed it in a fire when I was a child."

"Do you have any impression of what happened before the fire?" Rongze has actually checked these, but still want to know the specific situation, so he asked from cosmetic surgery.

"I lost all my memories before the fire," Peng recalled the scene and added, "if my father hadn't paid me to change my face, I'm afraid I wouldn't have lived now."

At that time, Peng Kexin suddenly lost confidence in life and couldn't face her face. She was in a low mood every day. If my father didn't talk to me and give me money for plastic surgery, I'm afraid I didn't live to the present.

"But also because of this, after your father died, your mother hated you to the bone and did a lot of bad things to you, right?" Rongze talked about the information from the investigation and looked at Peng Kexin from time to time.

"You did investigate me." Peng Kexin raised her eyes to see Rongze, but she couldn't hear joy and anger in her tone.

"I'm sorry, Miss Peng. I shouldn't investigate your privacy, but it's really important." Rongze bowed to her with some guilt."What else do you find?" Peng Kexin asked curiously.

"Although your mother is very bad to you, you have been supporting her because of guilt." Rongze told the truth about the investigation.

"Well, you already know, why do you come to ask me?" Peng Kexin stares at him in his spare time, as if hoping for a reasonable explanation.

"Because it's really important to get your own confirmation, as I said before." Rongze still insists on a statement.

Peng Kexin smiles and looks at him with both hands: "of course, I know that Mr. Rong asked me these questions not to deliberately expose people's scars. Then, can I know how important it is?"

"You'll soon know about it. I'll take you to see someone later." Rongze actually had some numbers in his heart, but he was afraid that Peng Kexin couldn't accept them for a moment, and didn't say them very thoroughly.

Peng Kexin got up indifferently and motioned him to take a way: "let's go to meet people as soon as possible."

"I hope Miss Peng can make some psychological preparations, because what will happen next may be beyond your tolerance." When Rongze's car stopped, he unfastened his seat belt and turned to tell Peng Kexin in the back seat.

"I accept Song Yi's death easily. What else can't I accept?" Peng Kexin opened the door and got out of the car.

Rongze looking at her back, can't help but be a little stunned: is Peng Kexin really strong or fake strong.

But Rongze soon recovered and got out of the car.

Two people all the way speechless, Rongze also don't know what to say with her at this time, also didn't open mouth to break the silence.

Two people soon came to a door, Rongze familiar to ring the doorbell, white old knew he would come, personally opened the door.

Peng Kexin's expression changed. He secretly pulled Rongze aside and asked, "where are you taking me?"

"You can rest assured, anyway, it's not to sell you," Rongze said to Bai Lao when he had something to do. He didn't give Peng Kexin too much explanation. "You'll soon know what happened."