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For an instant, the room was in a mess.

The dress on the woman's body, has become wisps of fragments, scattered on the ground, men's clothes also left in the corner of the bed.

The closed room is full of women's cries of pain

……

I don't know how long it took.

Yin Chen got dressed and opened the door.

A bodyguard like man came over from one side and handed over a small medicine bottle, "Mr. Yin, your antidote."

Yin Chen's face was hard and angular, "no more."

The bodyguard wondered, "but..."

Yan Chen's eyes swept his face, "is there a problem?"

Bodyguards don't dare to talk nonsense.

He didn't understand. Before President Yin came here, he was given that kind of medicine and ordered himself to buy the antidote. Now why doesn't he use it?

Did Mr. Yin find a way to solve it?

But in the room, Xu Qingcheng tightly grasps the quilt corner, the empty eye despairingly stares at the ceiling, the eye corner glides a drop of silent tear.

In her room, in her home, she was strengthened by a bodyguard who had protected her for three years.

First time in addition to pain, or pain.

What's more, Yin Chen didn't care about her at all.

Brutality and violence.

She clenched the quilt with white fingertips and clenched her lower lip. Her heart was full of bitterness.

Ear still rings a man's warning voice, "Qing Cheng, darling Stay here, don't force me to move, eh?"

The mobile phone on the bed suddenly rang.

She struggled to pick it up and tried to control her voice, "hello --"

"Miss Xu Qingcheng, we are the police of s city. We have just received the news that your parents had an accident on the way back from n city and died on the spot. Can you come over here, the address is..."

Her head hummed, her brain was blank, and she suddenly fell to the floor.

His face was pale.

……

Cemetery.

The sky was overcast, and the air was full of sadness.

Xu Qingcheng, wearing a black gauze skirt, kneels alone in front of the tombstone, staring at the photos of his parents on the tombstone.

In this world, she has no relatives except her parents.

Her only best friend is far away in America, looking for her long lost brother.

After her lonely figure, there are many old subordinates in Xu's industry who have followed her father for many years.

"You can't be reborn after death, so you can be patient." An old body, hobbling to her side, handed a brand-new handkerchief, "such a thing, uncle Zhong did not expect, miss, if you need to come to me, I will do my best to help you."

Xu Pengye started his business and has been following his most loyal subordinate Uncle Li Zhong.

Xu Qingcheng took the handkerchief and bowed, "thank you, uncle Zhong."

She is now a poor daughter, and few people are willing to help her.

Even the police didn't have a chance to report, or in other words, they would never have any good results. They could only suffer from the silence in the cemetery, and Xu Qingcheng's beautiful posture added a bit of mysterious charm under the background of black clothes.

Several women who came to attend the funeral were whispering.

"I heard from the servants of the Xu family that the young lady of the Xu family lost her life on the night of her parents' accident?"

"I've heard about it. It's said that the one called that night was miserable..."

"A good rich family has become a broken house this time. It will be difficult for us to live in the future."

"Yes, there was still some beauty, but now she is no longer innocent and infamous. Who wants her?"

……

Although it was whispering, it was particularly harsh in the empty and quiet cemetery.

Kneeling in front of the tombstone, Xu Qingcheng heard it word after word, but her expression on her face was dull, and there was no response at all.

In the sky, there were drips of rain, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

On the open cemetery, only Xu Qingcheng is left, touching the tombstone and refusing to leave.

In the distance, there are two black figures looking this way.

After a long time, Secretary Feng's tone was a little worried, and finally said, "Mr. Yin, let's go?"

Yin Chen's eyes sank, and he pressed his lips without saying a word.

Secretary Feng asked tentatively, "do you want to take Miss Xu home? She's so sad that she'll get sick if she gets wet all the time

Since the funeral, President Yin always stood here and watched Xu Qingcheng from a distance.

Even the bunch of white chrysanthemums he brought with him was put in front of the tombstone.

Silence for a while, Yin Chen moved the corner of his mouth, "you get in first."

The voice just fell, he walked toward Xu Qingcheng.

Secretary Feng promised and returned to the car.Yin Chen went to Xu Qingcheng and glanced at her slightly wet skirt, "follow me."

She was indifferent, he reached out to help her up, she mechanically avoided him, and stood up with the tombstone, far away from him.

Yin Chen sipped her lips, picked her up and walked in the direction of the car.

However, his feet had just taken two steps, the woman's slap would not hesitate to call over, "pa" a sound, heavily fell on his cheek.

He didn't care about the pain on his face.

Just looked at the woman in her arms, her long black hair drooped down, her face was pale, looking at his eyes incomparably resentful.

The man did not say a word, the eye color Sen Ran's embrace her to get on the back seat of the car.

He glanced at Secretary Feng and said in a gloomy voice, "go back to the villa."

"Yes."

Secretary Feng did not dare to look at the boss, and drove back to the villa of Yin Chen.

……

When we arrived at the villa, the woman in her arms was already asleep.

Yin Chen felt the warmth from a woman.

He reached out and touched her red cheek. It was very hot.

The man walked into the villa with her in his arms, put her gently on the big bed, helped her change the wet clothes, and covered her with a thick blanket.

Maybe it was because he left his arms, or because his body got into the big bed, Xu Qingcheng woke up alertly.

She lifted her heavy eyelids and stared at him warily, not daring to go to sleep again.

"You have a fever," Yin Chen stood up with a cold voice, "I'll get you the medicine."

She was very resistant to everything he had, and her small face was pale and ugly.

The man turned around and went out. After a while, he came in with a glass of water and a few pills of medicine in his hand

The woman turned her head.

He was so calm in his dark eyes, "you can eat or not, but," he leaned forward and his breath sprayed on her face. "If you don't eat, I have many ways to let you eat."

The man's cold thin lips were playing back and forth, with some danger.

Xu Qingcheng brushed off his big hand and said without expression: "Yin Chen, you really make me sick."

Yin Chen said nothing, but she still took the medicine.

Don't want him to touch her.

Not at all.

He watched her take the medicine, get up and go out.

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