28, Yinyin, see you tomorrow

The corners of the man's mouth rose, and the answer he said was unexpected: "Aren't you going to find your sister?"

He made a phone call to Ah Jun in the car, and told him to put a few brothers to help find someone, and when Rong Yan parked the car steadily under the old community she rented, Ah Jun was already waiting there with Shen Qingyi, who was drooping.

"Let you go today, I'm scared like this, I'm also disappointed in bed, the investigation team will have results in three days at most, you can do it yourself!" The moment Shen Qingyin pushed the door out, he heard the man's voice sound.

The two sisters held each other and watched as the black sports car led a row of Audis away.

This night, Shen Qingyi was very well-behaved, she didn't ask a word, and after the two sisters washed up relatively silently, they slept back to back.

It's just that whether you are asleep or not, only you know.

Before going to bed, she received a WeChat message from Sister Mao, Rong Yan had already resigned for her, she didn't have to go to work at night in the future, and no entertainment venue in Haishi dared to take her in.

She was stuffy at home for two days, and God seemed to know her feelings, and it rained for two days in a row.

It's the last day.

She heard her own breathing filled with unwillingness.

Does she really want to accept her fate like this?

In a daze, the phone rang, a completely unfamiliar number, and she let it ring until it finally became a missed call.

Not long after the phone hung up, a text message came in.

"Don't you want to know what your sister is doing now? Room 301 of the Sunday Hotel on Lushan Road. ”

She immediately called the phone back, the other party had turned off the phone, she quickly put on her clothes, grabbed her bag and went out.

The sky outside was overcast, the top of her head seemed to be covered with a black cloth, and the old residential buildings were full of fallen leaves swept down by the wind.

The hotel is old, but because of its proximity to A, it is still full of business, and young men and women can be seen coming and going everywhere, and the air smells of hormones.

She stopped in front of Gate 301. Her hands were unconsciously clenched, and when it was time to reveal the truth, she was anxious and nervous, but she didn't know where this emotion came from.

Shen Qingyi is the most well-behaved, she has never been late for school for so many years, how could she appear in the hotel on Thursday?

There must have been a mistake, and she was about to turn away.

At this moment, my sister's voice came clearly through the half-hidden door.

"Director of the Party, I am Shen Qingyin's sister. ”

Shen Qingyin's footsteps were sticky.

"Why did you ask me to come here?" the party curator looked at the little girl with a beautiful face and asked solemnly.

Shen Qingyi's fists clenched tightly, and after a while, she smiled: "Curator of the Party, I know that you have a photo of my sister in your hand, it is all fake, it is deliberately synthesized by those people with bad intentions, don't believe it!"

The party curator sneered.

"But the last time I went to Miye, I saw your sister, and I said at the time why is it so familiar! I didn't expect such scum to really come out of our school!" his voice was righteous.

Two packets of tears were about to fall from Shen Qingyi's eyes.

Forget it if you destroy yourself, my sister works so hard that she can't be destroyed together.

Two sisters, one must be left!

"Curator Party, as long as you give me those photos, today, I will dispose of them with you......" Shen Qingyin heard his sister's voice gradually lower, and his face changed greatly.

She rushed in quickly, and Shen Qingyi was sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to her.

Her hair was wet, obviously raining, and her clothes were soaked, clearly reflecting the pink girl's bra inside, and her hands were unbuttoning her chest.

And the curator of the party stood opposite her, the belt had been untied, his breathing was heavy, and a pair of cloudy colored eyes stared at her movements for a moment.

Shen Qingyin felt a sharp pain in his heart, and his feet stumbled, hitting the wall behind him, making a muffled sound of "Peng".

Both of them in the audience were stunned by this sound.

"Sister!"

"Shen Qingyin!"

Shen Qingyin threw out the bag in his hand and smashed it on the party curator's exposed, long-haired belly.

"Get out!"

"Get out!"

"It's none of my business, it's your sister who took the initiative!"

"Get out!"

"If you don't get out, I'll call Rong Shao over right away!" Shen Qingyin shouted hoarsely, picked up the glass on the table and smashed it, at this time, she subconsciously took it out and threatened Rong Yan.

The curator of the party turned pale, and crawled away.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to drag you down, the two of us, one of us must hold on!" Shen Qingyi hugged her, with a strong fear, and cried.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, we'll all be fine......" Shen Qingyin stroked her sister's soft hair, tears streaming down her face.

She helped her sister back home, first let her take a shower and sleep, and then took a hot shower herself, she stayed under the shower for a long time, as if expecting the water to bring away the accumulated emotions in her heart.

When she came out of the bathroom, her skin was as red as a boiled shrimp, and Shen Qingyin wiped it with her hand, and the fog on the mirror dissipated, revealing her palm-sized face.

Meng Chen said that her eyes were like little beasts, always flashing rebellious and uninhibited.

Now, these eyes are still qualified to be rebellious? Are they still qualified to be uninhibited?

Meng Chen, I'm sorry.

I can't keep my body.

I'm not alone and can't live just for myself.

Isn't it just a body? What's the big deal.

Sleep one night without missing a piece of meat.

She kept comforting herself, but her heart was still tightly twisted.

On the top floor of the Rong family's skyscraper, Rong Yan was resting his legs on the coffee table, playing with his mobile phone for a while. Outside the window, the rain was pouring down on the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, like countless tiny snakes crawling.

He didn't have to wait long, and his phone rang as expected.

When the man saw the caller ID, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and his deep voice was extremely charming: "The sound is ......"

The deliberately suppressed ambiguous voice from the earpiece made Shen Qingyin not know how to speak for a while.

At this point, Rong Yan was already in control, so he listened patiently to the sound of wind and rain from the other end.

She seemed to be standing at the window and calling him.

"Please help me and my sister and me!" After a moment, he finally made up his mind to speak.

"Yes!" The smile on the corner of Rong Yan's mouth gradually deepened, and the secretary just came in to change his coffee, but he waved away, not only that, but he also picked up the cold coffee on the table and took a sip.

The secretary looked horrified, you know, Rong Shao is very picky about coffee, and if he doesn't agree with it, he will be put aside.

"And how are you going to thank me?"

"How about sleeping with you for one night?" Shen Qingyin said with a smile, it was not too difficult to say it when it really came to this point.

Rong Yan's eyes fell on the continuous rain outside the window, and he could see through the screen that the face that made this laugh must be expressionless.

He leaned back in his chair, and the smile on his lips was reduced by a few points: "I'll pick you up at seven o'clock in the evening!"

"Not tonight!Tomorrow!" Shen Qingyin hurriedly said.

Tomorrow morning, the list of music school passes should come out, and since it is a trade, she must see the result she wants before handing over her chips.

"You don't believe me?" Rong Yan asked rhetorically, his tone was no longer warm: "Then tomorrow night, let you take a good look at my Rong Yan's ability!"

Shen Qingyin didn't know what else to say, and after waiting for a long time, he only muttered two words: Thank you!

He heard Rong Yan's wanton laughter in his ears, as if this thank you had pleased him.

"Yinyin, see you tomorrow!" The two words Yinyin were read by him, like an intimate flirt between lovers.