The black sedan came out of the city, drove all the way to the suburbs, drove farther and farther, and finally stopped in a chicly decorated house, which seemed to be an ordinary house, but in front of the door stood two tall men in black suits.

The car stopped, and two men in black rushed forward.

Zhang Xinting buttoned up his black suit, and got out of the car first without waiting for the driver to open the door.

The two black-clothed men looked at each other and took the initiative to bow to Zhang Xinting and greet: "Zhang Gongzi." ”

What is the relationship between their eldest sister and Zhang Donglin, no matter how blind they are, they will not know Zhang Donglin's son.

Zhang Xinting nodded lightly, habitually took out his cigarette, raised his eyes and glanced at the two men in black who didn't seem to let him in, he put the cigarette back in the box.

"What, you Miss Sun don't welcome me?"

The black-clothed man in the cheeks gang had an apologetic look on his face: "Zhang Gongzi, I'm really sorry, our Miss Sun has something to do." ”

Obviously just didn't want to see him.

Zhang Xinting was not in a hurry, lit a cigarette, squinted and took a puff: "You go and tell Miss Sun, I am here to rescue her from the fire pit, not to make trouble with her, you brought it, if she insists on not seeing me, I will not be embarrassed, I will leave immediately." ”

The man in black glanced at Zhang Xinting, knowing that the other party was not the object to be messed with, nodded lightly at Zhang Xinting, and turned around and went into the inner courtyard.

About five minutes later, the man in black came out again and respectfully invited Zhang Xinting into the courtyard.

The decoration in the yard is extraordinarily special, the yard is full of colorful flowers, and there are a lot of strange stone carvings, which gives people a particularly depressing feeling.

After changing his shoes at the wooden entrance, the man in black pushed open the sliding door and led Zhang Xinting to the gift, and a deep corridor was filled with the scent of jasmine flowers, which was very refreshing.

Walking all the way down the corridor to the last room, the man in black stopped: "Zhang Gongzi, our Miss Sun is waiting for you in the house, please." ”

Zhang Xinting snuffed out the cigarette, stuffed it into the pocket of the man in black, pushed open the door and entered the room, where Miss Sun was sitting cross-legged at the low table arranging flowers.

Miss Sun's original life Sun Zhen because of her status and status, almost no one called her by her name, and she has always been called Miss Sun by others.

The thorny rose in his hand was inserted into the vase, and Sun Zhen slowly raised his head: "How do you know that she will be with me?" ”

In Sun Zhen's words, she was naturally referring to Qin Chai'er.

"I can help my dad deal with this kind of thing, except for Miss Sun, I'm afraid there is no one else, I just want to ask..."

Someone knocked on the door, Zhang Xinting stopped, and when he looked back, he saw a little girl coming in with a tea tray, he didn't continue, his eyes looked at the little girl lightly, until she put the tea cup down, he continued:

"I just want to ask Miss Sun how long she plans to help my dad carry the blame, with Miss Sun's intelligence and keenness, I'm afraid I should also notice that my dad has intentionally pushed you into the fire pit, right?"

Sun Zhen lowered his head and continued to cut flowers, looking as if he was careless about what Zhang Xinting said, but he was already thinking carefully about his words in his heart.

She knew too much about Zhang Donglin, and she had expected that one day Zhang Donglin would kill her in order to put all the charges on her head.

I just didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

"Qin Chai'er is the only one who can save you."

Zhang Xinting took a sip of tea and said lightly.