At five o'clock, Song Shenyan saw that Xie Tangyu was asleep, broke his hand and quietly got out of bed, she decided to go to Qu's house to ask for an understanding.

When she arrived at the door of the unit, Huo Yan happened to come over, and she thought that she had made it clear that day.

"Chen Yichuan is dead, you come with me." He simply and rudely pulled the person away, Song Shenyan didn't care about it originally, but after resisting, he directly carried her up.

Xie Tangyu, who was sleeping in the bedroom, turned on his mobile phone.

Huo Yan sent a message: "I have arrived downstairs, and I will protect the people." ”

When he left the community, the security guard also asked, and Song Shenyan had to explain that his boyfriend had quarreled.

Huo Yan put her down and took her to a big black G and opened the back.

What was more surprising was that the driver's seat turned out to be Huo Ling.

A hint of embarrassment.

"What the hell is going on? Can't say it now? "She still has things to do.

"You're going to find Qu Chong?" Huo Yan asked Huo Ling to drive.

The car seemed to be planted with a rocket, and it drove out with a bang, the speed of the car soared, and she couldn't help but hold on to the handlebars.

"How do you know?"

Huo Yan simply told her: "Chen Yichuan is dead, it was Xie Tangyu's private jet that happened, originally the Xie family's private jet underwriting project has been patented, but now it is basically impossible, and it is very likely to face corporate investigation." ”

"Isn't this an accident?" Song Shenyan doesn't understand very well.

"This matter, either someone is calculating the Xie family, or they are really unlucky to hit the muzzle, the recent financial expo is not very good, Beicheng is eyeing the tiger, and the economic pillar of the new year depends on nothing more than these surnames."

Huo Ling pointed out the most critical issue in a simple and clear way.

"What kind of person is Chen Yichuan?" Huo Yan asked her.

Song Shenyan didn't answer, and went through his mind.

"First of all, why don't you talk to me, what does this have to do with you?"

Huo Yan was an anxious man, and he punched the backrest, and Huo Ling, who was shocked, stepped on the brakes.

"Huo Yan." Huo Ling lowered his voice to remind him.

"Song Shenyan, don't you know on the knife edge, Chen Yichuan's death, the Chen family is counted on your head."

If it weren't for the postponement of the engagement, not because of the rush to go abroad, not because of the time problem, she probably wouldn't have to die.

Song Shenyan had thought about this himself.

At that time, Xie Tangyu's answer was to leave it alone.

But she didn't say it wasn't her fault.

"Look at me." Huo Yan pulled the person in front of him.

It's probably because she's been messing around for too long, but she still smells of Xie Tangyu after taking a bath, and she smells it more clearly when she gets closer.

The whole person seems to have been soaked by Xie Tangyu.

"What are you?" The man's rejection, Huo Yan unabashedly covered his nose and pushed her away.

She sniffed her hair.

"What?" There are still some people who don't understand.

Huo Ling came out again and explained, "You have the smell of other people. His eyes darkened by two points.

"Oh, that's not normal." She didn't care.

Huo Yanqi paused for a minute.

When he was about to speak, he turned onto the suburban road, this is the way to the Huo family's villa, and Song Shenyan's experience last time he came was not good.

"Huo Yan, there's a car ahead."

The two black cars were parked on the side of the road unobtrusively, leaving a big G empty.

This is no coincidence.

In the face of danger, a person's vigilance is 120 points.

Before the car arrived, and was about to pass, the door suddenly opened, and two men in black got down.

Knocked on the window.

"Is it Mr. Xiao Huo?"

These two people knew Huo Ling.

But Huo Yan, they haven't seen it.

"Can we take a look at that?" Speak politely, but do things politely.

"You belong to the Chen family?" There is a C posted on the back of the car, which is what the Chen family did.

It's not the seventies or eighties, and I always have to engage in these gorgeous and fancy things, and I won't be low-key at all.

"Mr. Xiao Huo, don't embarrass us, the third miss is dead, we suspect that it is an insider." This interior refers to the southern city.

How much of a storm can a woman set off when she dies.

This is the Chen family's use of the topic to play, trying to find a reason to muddy the water.

"Even Chen Ze can't talk to me so unceremoniously, go back and tell him that you can treat people to search Huo's house, and I will welcome you."

One of them tugged at the sleeve of the man who was speaking, signaling caution.

After all, Huo Ling is no longer the professor, and in just two months, he is now the first executor of a listed investment bank.

Even Chen Ze wouldn't be so blatantly embarrassed, let alone those who worked.

"Mr. Xiao Huo is rude."

When I left, I took a look by the way, and there was only one Huo Yan in the car.

The car has been modified so that the back of the ass can be drilled into the stuff of skinny people.

When Song Shenyan crawled out, she was covered in sweat.

"Do they want my life, or something else."

Her life is not worth much, Xie Tangyu reminded her.

"What do you think?" After ten minutes of driving, I quickly drove to the Huo family's villa, which was considered safe.

I just didn't expect the danger to be close at hand.

People were brought to the main building from the back door, and now Huo Yan lives on the fourth floor, and Huo Ling also came back to live for the time being, and the two are opposite the door.

"You stay with me." Huo Yan pushed the person to his room, and within two minutes, Qi Jing came up.

"Xiaoyan, I saw how anxious you came back."

Song Shenyan gently locked the door and glanced at the layout of the room, which was exactly the same as in foreign countries.

It's basically a tough guy and shabby, and if you don't live in this villa, it looks like a basement.

It's too dark, it's still daytime.

Get up early, this will actually be sleepy, Song Shenyan is tired physically and heartily, but he doesn't dare to sleep.

"Xiaoyan, Uncle Chen next door to you will come over to play in a while, and you will go down too." Qi Jing reminded him.

Next door?

Yes, the Chen family lives in a manor not far from here, so Chen Yichuan and Qi Jing will get along.

"I'm not going, I'm tired, I have something to do in the afternoon." Huo Yan refused.

Facing his parents, Huo Yan was used to being estranged.

When he was a child, he was sent abroad alone in order to fight, but in fact, he was exiled in disguise, and after so many years abroad, he only regarded himself as a person.

"Xiaoyan, this matter can't tolerate you, Yichuan, Yichuan is gone, and your Uncle Chen is not in a good mood."

"What's the use of looking for you when you're in a bad mood, my father hasn't been here for the past two days, if he's here, you won't have to quarrel."

The breath of gossip.

Song Shenyan seemed to be able to guess something.

Qi Jing was speechless, glared at him, and then went downstairs.

When Huo Yan was about to open the door, Song Shenyan went over and quietly opened the door.

"No one will come in here, it's just me, you stay here." This is protection and captivity.

"No, I'm going to have something in two days." Her plan couldn't be delayed.

"Something is more important than your life." The Hoyan stood tall in front of her, and then pressed the person to the bed.

Nothing was done.

He couldn't lift his spirits against Song Shenyan, who was still sleeping with other men last night.

"Rest."

Then sit on the couch and fiddle with what you're doing.

Song Shenyan lay there tired, and he really fell asleep.

What woke her up was the sound of the yard.