Sky Tower.

In the gorgeous large private room, the lighting is dim. The balls of light swirled like stars, and everyone's faces became blurry and blurred.

Song Qinghuan sat in the box, the wine glass in his hand was snatched away by someone, but he couldn't see the person clearly in the dark.

"Miss Qiao, have a drink?" the glass was handed over again, filled with scarlet liquid.

Under the faint wall lamp, Song Qinghuan keenly felt that there were fingers slowly approaching her face. With the man's flirtatious voice, a familiar face emerged from the light.

Song Qinghuan recognized this face. He was seen in the cemetery.

Her eyes were dark, and her fist was secretly ready to attack.

"Jiang Shao, the two of us drank well, why did we find someone else halfway?" Lin Xiao was obviously a little drunk, and he hooked Jiang Yanqi's neck with one hand, and threw a wink at Song Qinghuan.

"I can't bear to let the beautiful woman stay alone in the empty ......," Jiang burped during the banquet and laughed merryly.

Tar someone with the same brush.

Song Qinghuan couldn't help but snort and got up to bypass.

Not far away, Song Yazhi put away her mobile phone, admired the ambiguous picture of men and women she had just captured, laughed darkly, and sent it out, with a sentence attached.

[Cousin, take a look at the affair your fiancé Jiang Dashao is doing outside. 】

At the corner of the bathroom, as soon as Song Qinghuan came out, he saw Gu Jinyan leaning on the end of the corridor and smoking.

The man's angular side face is surrounded by a light halo, which has a kind of clear retro beauty. His eyes were half-squinted, and a layer of white circle mist exhaled from his thin lips, and his expression was cold.

As if sensing that someone was watching, he turned his head sideways and looked this way, his eyes shining like water, like a glacier in early spring.

She looked at him too, and after only a moment, she turned around.

The smell of smoke filled the box, and the loud music almost burst the eardrums.

Before Song Qinghuan could find a place to sit down, he was stopped by Joseph.

"Miss Joe, let's play a game!"

"Losing drink!"

Lost in the first round, and a glass of wine was drunk by her. She was dizzy, looked at the dense wine glasses on the table, and exhaled.

This is the strongest vodka, the closest drink to death.

After a few rounds, another glass was drunk. She finally couldn't take it anymore and collapsed on the couch.

At some point, the noise in my ears gradually subsided.

She got up suddenly and opened her eyes. A pair of dark eyes suddenly crashed into view.

"Who?" her voice softened, and her eyes glowed with a misty glow.

The other party did not speak.

She reached out her hand, pointed her pointed nails at the man's pupils, and made a shooting gesture.

"If you don't speak, I'll kill you. ”

The man sneered and sat down beside her.

"Hey, something is wrong...... she suddenly squinted, approached the deep pool, searched for the memories of the past, seemed to be a little aggrieved, and whimpered and inhaled, "I don't like your eyes." ”

Like her eyes that often appear in her dreams, like a seductive demon. always looks at her with the coldest gaze, but it still haunts her.

How can there be such unfairness in the world?

She narrowed, leaning closer to the demon-like eyes, fearful and longing, her lips involuntarily getting closer and closer......

The eyes were opened.

Song Qinghuan's breathing was a little short.

"It's okay, it's ......a dream," she got up with a splitting headache, and after finding that her clothes were intact, she couldn't remember what had happened last night.

She scratched her hair and called Lu Yancheng's phone.

Before he could speak, he spoke up first: "Don't worry, Song Chenyi is at home." ”

"Hmm...... Give me a new set of clothes, I'm ......" she sighed softly, surveying her surroundings.

The eye is covered with a white bed. Overhead, there are eye-catching crystal chandeliers, and the curtains under the floor-to-ceiling windows are still fluttering.

It's a familiar picture.

It's like what she saw four years ago after she was disfigured.

She glared suddenly, "Shengyue Hotel." ”

Reception desk.

The waitress seemed to be hiding the name of the guest who had dropped her off last night.

After Lu Yancheng came, she changed her clothes and went to a nearby café.

"I have investigated at the Shengyue Hotel before, and there are no clues. Trying to find the man four years ago is also looking for a needle in a haystack. Lu Yancheng poured her a cup of coffee, and his expression was gentle.

I drank that night, and like last night, I don't remember anything. The clearest memory is the bloodstains on the bed when she woke up, her panic.

Was there a ...... last night?

"Forget it. She sighed, as if she didn't want to remember. With one hand, he picked up all the information about Li Shuyun's younger brother handed over by Lu Yancheng and flipped through it.

On the day the cemetery was cleaned, he was also present, still silent. didn't have any eye contact with Li Shuyun, but stood very close to Song Yazhi.

"Li and Song Yazhi met again last night. ”

Lu Yancheng's meaning is obvious.

But Song Qinghuan subconsciously still didn't believe that Song Yazhi would be the mastermind. In her opinion, the opponent behind the scenes must be powerful and very good at hiding himself.

"Keep watching. ”

After saying goodbye to Lu Yancheng, she went back to pick up her son from school.

The little guy seemed to be waiting impatiently at home, and he took the lead in going out, muttering very aggrievedly: "My mother has actually learned not to return home at night!

Last night he heard his mother talking very intimately to a man, and it was clear that he was bored.

Curiosity reached its highest point like a rising tide.

The little guy stretched out his little hand and pressed the elevator door with mixed feelings.

"Hey, Uncle Shuai!" the little guy grinned and greeted Gu Jinyan happily.

"Are you going to school alone?" Gu Jinyan leaned down slightly, his eyes soft.

The more the little guy listened, the more familiar the voice became, and he grinned: "Yes, I'm a man, I can go to school by myself." ”

The corners of Gu Jinyan's mouth rarely raised, and he took the little guy's hand and got out of the elevator: "I have a lot of time, so I can send you." ”

The little guy couldn't ask for it.

The two walked out of the community gate and staggered with Song Qinghuan's figure.

She rushed into the room and found that her son was not at home, so she rushed to kindergarten again. I found the teacher and asked, saying that my son had come to school. Only then did she relax and go to the company.

Star Group.

Gu Jinyan got out of the conference room and looked at a photo sent by Han Mingchuan with his mobile phone.

In the photo, a man and a woman are drinking coffee. The man looked at the woman with a gentle expression, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Han Mingchuan: [The two of them are classmates, this kid likes Miss Qiao and returned to China to chase him, I asked him about the overseas company, and said that he took a leave of absence for a period of time. 】

At this time, Li Yan hurriedly followed.

"Boss, Song Yazhi's cousin Song Yilan is here, saying that she is looking for Miss Qiao. ”

Gu Jinyan's footsteps paused, and his eyes were heavy: "What?"

"The momentum is menacing, and there are a few people with me, and they look like they are here to make trouble. Li Yan said, "Do you want Miss Qiao to avoid it for a while today?"

Gu Jinyan's footsteps turned and snorted coldly: "There are really a lot of romantic debts." ”

Behind him, Li Yan heard it inexplicably.

The hall on the first floor of the stars.

As soon as Song Qinghuan came in, he was surrounded by several men.

"Cheap woman, dare to seduce my fiancé?!"

A shrill female voice broke the silence of the hall.

Song Qinghuan clearly saw the woman's face.

Song Yilan, Song Yazhi's childhood friend. I always like to laugh at Song Qinghuan for being a stray dog, don't give birth to my mother, and it doesn't hurt if my stepmother raises it.