Shi Yin knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't dare to say anything to refute it, but asked weakly: "Did you give Song Rong money?"

Don't be what she thinks.

Qi Jiahe raised his voice slightly, as if he was a little surprised by her brain circuit, "Why should I?"

Shi Yin breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't care about his attitude, and muttered to himself: "That's good." ”

Qi Jiahe glanced at her as if she was looking at an alien.

Only then did he notice the cardboard box she had been holding in her arms, and the lights were not turned on in the car, but by the dim light, he could still see the conspicuous black handwriting on the box at a glance - Shi Jincheng.

Instinctively thinking of the middle-aged man who had reached an agreement with his grandfather, Qi Jiahe's face sank slightly, and he really didn't have any good feelings about this name.

The police told him about today's incident, and he didn't care at all who Shi Yin offended, nor did he care about her messy past. Shi Jincheng is gone, she still has to desperately help him save some face, and finally puts herself in prison, he will only think she is stupid and impulsive.

I don't have the ability to solve trouble, but I can get into trouble. Thanks to him, he was still thinking about shaking hands with her this morning.

For the first time, Qi Jiahe felt that he also had a time when his brain was not matched.

He hates helping others clean up the mess the most in his life, if his friends are good to say, but what is Shiyin?

Thinking about it like this, Qi Jiahe felt more and more annoyed.

At that, neither of them said anything along the way.

The old house of the Qi family is in a mountain villa in the east of the city, and it is inhabited by some people who are either rich or noble, and few people usually go here.

The old man Qi Zhengrong loves to be lively, and he used to walk around with his neighbors, but now that he is older, his legs and feet are inconvenient, so he has been recuperating in the old house.

Shi Yin had never been to this place, but seeing the car driving into the interior of the villa, surrounded by exquisite green belts and luxury villas, she still had a faint guess that it was probably almost there.

Lowering his eyes, he glanced at the crumpled regular clothes on his body, and Shi Yin was a little apprehensive.

Because she didn't expect to encounter so many things today, she hurriedly put on a shirt in the morning and went out, which would be ravaged by a day, and the neckline had already been pleated, which was really unsightly.

The black sedan gradually drove into the Qi family compound, the wrought iron gate was wide open, and there was an orderly garden inside, with lush French sycamores planted on both sides, and the house at the end of the road was brightly lit, looking a deep sense of coercion in the dark blue night.

As soon as he thought of meeting the people of the Qi family later, Shi Yin felt nervous for no reason.

Since Qi Jiahe, who is in power, doesn't like her, there is a high probability that the people of the Qi family will not have a good face towards her.

She suddenly realized that this was clearly a Hongmen banquet. She didn't have to, but she had to.

The car silently approached the door of the house, made a right turn, and slowly drove into the basement.

Between the lights and shadows, Shi Yin saw that the area of this underground garage was a little frightening, and there were some luxury cars parked on both sides, with different brands, but the prices were all staggeringly high.

It seems that this is not only for the Qi family, but also for some guests' cars to be parked here.

Amu found a parking space and parked in it, unfastened his seat belt, lifted up the things that were placed on the passenger seat, and then got out of the car.

Through the light and sound, I saw that it was a complete set of bronze wine bottles protected by a square glass cover, which was about a congratulatory gift for Qi Lao.

Most of the old people like this kind of antique gadget.

Shi Yin put the box in her arms on the seat next to her, and just as she was about to get off the car, she saw a white paper bag fall from the sky and smashed firmly on her leg.

The bag was a little big, and the weight was quite sufficient, which directly smashed her into a daze.

She looked sideways at Qi Jiahe beside her, but saw him frowning slightly, and said in a calm voice: "Change your clothes, it's my people who lose it like this." ”

Only then did I notice that the white paper bag contained a brand new dress, no brand, but the texture of the fabric was of the highest quality, probably by the hand of a famous craftsman.

Throwing down this sentence, Qi Jiahe was about to get out of the car, but Shi Yin stopped him after realizing it: "Just change it here?"

Is there a mistake in changing in the car?

Qi Jiahe just glanced back at her, didn't bother to answer her question, and got out of the car by himself and closed the door.

Through the car window, Shi Yin saw that he didn't go far, but just went around the front of the car, stood side by side with Amu not far away, lit a cigarette, and didn't even glance at it.

Shi Yin is self-aware, of course he doesn't think he will peek at himself, but changing clothes in this environment is really the first time in his life.

Fortunately, the curtains were installed in the car, and she crawled over to pull up the curtains of the four windows on her hands and feet, until she was sure that the light in the car was dark enough, and then she crept behind the seat to change her clothes.

There was not only a set of pale pink half-sleeved gauze skirts in the bag, but also a shoebox under the clothes, and when I opened it, it was a pair of satin white high heels, which happened to be her size.

When she first saw it, Shi Yin was still muttering in her heart, thinking about how Qi Jiahe knew what size of shoes she was wearing, and it didn't take a few seconds to figure it out again: her shoes are placed in the entrance every day, and she can see it when she looks down, and the shoe size is clearly printed on it, unless Qi Jiahe is blind, it is impossible not to see it.

While talking about his heart, Shi Yin changed his clothes, pushed the car door and got out of the car.

Her appearance was reflected on the smooth body, Shi Yin bent down slightly, cut her hair at the window, and then walked in the direction of Qi Jiahe with high heels.

She doesn't often wear high heels, but fortunately, the heels of these shoes are not particularly high, at least as far as she can handle, and it is not difficult to walk.

Maybe he heard the footsteps, Qi Jiahe, who was talking to Amu, glanced back, his eyes roamed up and down on her for a moment, and soon looked away calmly, and walked straight towards the elevator in the basement, without meaning to wait for her at all.

Amu glanced back at Shi Yin, showed her a friendly smile, and quickly turned around to follow Qi Jiahe.

Shi Yin was stunned for a moment, and for a moment he forgot how to respond.

Come to think of it, it was the friendliest expression she'd seen all day today.

Because she was not very comfortable with putting on high heels, Shi Yin didn't walk fast, and when she walked to the elevator door, she saw Qi Jiahe standing in the elevator looking at herself, her face was very ugly.

Amu stood beside him, stretched out a hand and kept pressing the door button, and the elevator didn't close.

Shi Yin felt that he was really not a person inside and out, and he couldn't please Qi Jiahe no matter what he did. I knew that I would have to look at his face everywhere, so I might as well go missing and be locked up in the police station for ten days and half a month.

She quickened her pace and pursed her lips into the elevator, her face a little frighteningly white.