Chapter 23:

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Cheng Huan's eyes flashed discomfort and irritability.

He habitually increased his strength, faintly, until he heard the woman's shoulders squeak with a "click".

Chi Ying blinked, and raised a slight smile that he was very reluctant to see.

The roaring police car stopped quickly beside them.

Three or four men in police uniforms got out of the car quickly, and Cheng Huan was restrained by Li Lisuo.

Cheng Huan's eyes became cold.

He cursed fiercely, "Let me go! You blind people! Don't see who I am!"

Cheng Huan's voice is very loud, almost running through the whole forest.

Not far away came the sound of birds flapping their wings.

However, Cheng Huan has lost the opportunity to mobilize his subordinates.

I don't know, the more manic he is, the more he convinces the police of his improper behavior and abnormal psychology.

Cheng Huan was struggling, but his restraint was tightened.

The suit was pulled up with a few folds and looked very embarrassed.

Cheng Huan grunted a spit on the ground.

In the police uniform, the headed man said sternly, "Sorry, please come with us."

Cheng Huan turned to look at Chi Ying.

She leaned quietly on the trunk, looking at it all indifferently.

Temperament is gentle and beautiful.

"You woman."

Cheng Huan sneered lowly, staring at her with red eyes, almost gritting his teeth.

When he said this, there was still a trace of covetousness and perseverance in his eyes.

Intimidating temperature.

==

In the evening, Jiang Ningmen decided to squeeze a room with Chi Ying.

The series of events that had just happened left her feelings of panic and panic.

However, she is an optimistic person, and Nian Zai finally had a dinner with Qi Yuan--

It can be considered as fulfilling a big wish in life.

Can't help but be mixed.

After arriving at the homestay, Jiang Ningmen first returned to his room, took out some toiletries and changed clothes.

Then, warmly holding Chi Ying's arm, she walked to the end of the promenade together.

Chi Ying used the room card to attach the sensor, and only heard the sound of "drop", the light in the room came into view, and there was a faint aroma floating in the air.

"It's so beautiful!" Jiang Ningjing couldn't help but sigh, happily flung to the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, and the pupils reflected the lush bamboo forest.

It's almost mid-autumn, and the full moon on the ground smears a thin layer of clear light on everything on the ground.

Ginger Ning Li's cheeks bloomed with a shallow pear nest: "I can't think of the beautiful scenery of Ying Ying's room."

Folk houses follow a simple line. Modern styles such as floor-to-ceiling windows were originally out of place.

But at night, the floor-to-ceiling windows were almost transparent, and at a glance, it seemed as if the room was connected to the bamboo forest.

The scenery is chic and quiet without mosquitoes.

"If the shooting can be postponed for one day, I can sit here to watch the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, so romantic ~"

Chi Ying's eyes fell out of the window, and the memory appeared indistinctly.

She shuddered, just responding mutterly, "Yeah."

At that moment, her slender back flashed quickly in her brain.

Bathed in the cold moonlight, he stood silently.

Like a lonely ice sculpture.

But his voice, and his eyes, were deep seas.

For no reason, her eyes were a little sour.

Jiang Ningmen opened her arms and pretended that she was hugging the boundless moonlight, "Sakura Sakura, come and help me take a back shot—"

Chi Ying smiled lightly, "OK."

She took out the SLR and mini tripod from the camera bag, put in a large aperture lens, leaned down, and took dozens of photos.

Ginger came together, and saw the original film with a very beautiful mood, and said, "You are professional."

"No." Chi Ying grinned, "I'm just a hobby."

In the past few years, he was idle at home, with abundant funds and a wide range of hobbies.

From baking, photography, gardening, to embroidery, oil painting, calligraphy, these gentle and quiet things suitable for girls are almost nothing she has never touched.

Chi Ying can even recall the original thoughts.

Only by becoming a good person can he be worthy of him.

Even if he doesn't know anything.

And Chi Ying naturally has a lot of skills. If Chi had no possibility of debt, she would be able to find a job and then support herself.

Chi Ying turned on the computer in the room and imported the photos, but the computer on the residence was not equipped with pS.

Jiang Ningjing nodded Chi Ying's sad eyebrows. "It's good if you send it to me. I use p.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ningmen dragged skillfully, his fingers were flying.

In the back of the photo, the waist is thinner and the legs are more curved.

Most importantly, the background has not collapsed.

For non-professionals like Jiang Ningmeng, because the photos were taken beautifully, she was very pleased to choose any filter.

After a few tinkers, Jiang Ningmen tweeted the photo, and immediately received a compliment from a loyal fan.

She once ignited a small fire. Although there were not many fans, they were cute in their enclosures, and their mouths were sweet and cute.

This was Jiang Ningjing, who remembered that she hadn't yet talked to Chi Ying.

Chi Ying smiled lightly: "You can search for my name."

Jiang Ningmeng quickly found Chi Ying's Weibo account.

The Weibo name turned out to be "actor Chi Ying."

In the heat of the previous day, fans already have tens of thousands.

Jiang Ningjing quickly followed the attention, and the page pulled down ... couldn't move.

She was surprised: "Sakura Sakura, you don't even have a Weibo."

Chi Ying said with a smile: "Well, I didn't have the habit of posting Weibo before."

In the year that he retired, all Weibos were deleted.

She hasn't officially debuted yet. This account hasn't been logged in for a long time.

Jiang Ning Ning Xin said that if she had such a beautiful appearance as Chi Ying, she would like to take 10,000 photos every day. It is also good for people's eyes to just spread it online.

"You just send one, just one. Maybe ... you can get fire by the face."

In fact, Chi Ying of the previous life did not use Weibo very much.

In the early stages of growth, there will always be a lot of red eye diseases as demon on the Internet. She is not a saint, and she will still be sad if she sees some bad words.

So, most of the time, there are agents to help her handle.

But it's different now.

She has yet to meet an entertainment company that suits her, has no assistants, and no agents.

Jiang Ningmen was right, she must be in the public eye properly.

And all this, she still needs to face herself.

Chi Ying chose a few photos taken in the night market without Cheng Huan's blur in the background, arranged in a nine-square grid, with the word: Share pictures.

After sending, a lot of red bubbles popped up in the message bar.

==

Hang Yi Group held a charity dinner, at this time, the dinner has entered the second half.

Lu Jingyan, who was invited to the banquet, was sitting quietly in the corner, because of the limitation of the height of the back chair, his long legs were greatly bent.

The slender, sharp-boned hands are pinching a crystal wine glass with brandy.

The pale yellow liquid was crystal clear, shaking gently in the cup.

Looking at Mingjing, there is hidden strength.

Lu Jingyan looked indifferent, cold and distant.

It feels like being in another world.

Only his eyes were faintly tired, and his eyes were locked with deep emotions that no one else could see.

When no one was disturbing, Lu Jingyan drank in silence.

The throat knot slides slightly.

The strong alcohol burned down and rolled into the stomach.

The chest was covered with hot burning pain.

Jiang Chong just received a call on the rooftop, and when he returned, he was already worried.

He clenched his sweaty fist, only to gather courage, he opened his teeth hesitantly: "General Manager ...

After returning from Z City, Lu Jingyan started working around the clock.

Many things, he obviously can do it himself.

Eurotime stocks rose sharply.

But Jiang Chong was more worried.

He wanted to know exactly what happened the night that President Lu fled to Z City.

But never found the right opportunity.

Jiang Chong even wanted to question Chi Ying.

But reason tells him that this is not appropriate.

In short, Mr. Lu changed, and Miss Chi was the poison. medicine.

Jiang Chong could see it, but he couldn't understand it.

Lu Jingyan raised his eyes.

His jaw was tight and his lines were sharp and arrogant.

Even if there are thousands of emotions.

It is never easy to be noticed by others.

Jiang Chong does not want to tell President Lu, but this is his obligation and responsibility.

"Detective Long said."

He said cautiously, "Cheng Huan ... people are in Z city, scenic area."

Lu Jingyan was in a stature, his pupils tightened. He said coldly, "What is he going to do there?"

Jiang Chong's back swelled with cold sweat.

He is no longer afraid of Lu's cold air field as always. I was worried that President Lu was once again deeply trapped in the delirious emotions caused by Miss Chi.

"He was detained by the police station in Z City because he was reported and followed."

"The person who called the police ... may be Miss Chi."

Lu Jingyan looked dignified.

He said subconsciously: "Order ..."

The deep syllable had just escaped half a minute from the throat, but the last half of it fell completely into the throat.

Chi Ying didn't want to see him.

She didn't need him either.

Lu Jingyan clearly remembered Chi Ying's gentle and bright smile in the room.

At that moment, she seemed to have the highest concentration of happiness in the world.

In front of him, every word was alienated and indifferent.

Thinking back to the unpredictable shelter behind Chi Ying, Lu Jingyan even speculated that there might be other men beside her.

The huge contrast made him look dull, his heart was torn and his lips were white.

A coldness imprisoned his whole body.

Ironically, he couldn't ignore the anxiety deep in his soul.

Lu Jingyan tightened his lips.

What to do.

The directors of Ruishen Group came toast.

A middle-aged man over half a year, bowed respectfully.

"Mr. Lu."

At this moment, Lu Jingyan's heart pain and anxiety go hand in hand, making his breathing difficult.

Lu Jingyan thinly opened his lips, his voice was low and dumb, "Sorry."

He nodded slightly, and strode toward the exit of the banquet hall.

Jiang Chong hurriedly made up an emergency to the older director and sincerely apologized.

Then he followed quickly.