Hidden Marriage Sweet Wife Palm Pet

Hearing this, Shen Yi finally realized that at the Huayao Group's big show that day, her dress was soiled by the staff, and it was Yin Lang who sent her a brand new dress, although she didn't know it at the time. wear.

"That day, I have to thank Mr. Yin."

"It's just a little effort, not to mention Miss Shen didn't accept Yin's kindness." Yin Lang's conversation was full of regret.

The two of you come and I talk to each other, Feng Yucheng felt uncomfortable for a while, he grabbed Shen Yi's arm vigorously, and pulled her behind him to protect him.

"Boss Yin, it's getting late. Now that the auction is over, we should leave."

Yin Lang smiled calmly and warmly: "President Feng, please go ahead."

Feng Yucheng pulled Shen Yi away, and Yin Lang watched the two people's backs disappear from sight, with an imperceptible arc drawn on the corners of his lips.

In the future, they will have more opportunities to meet each other.

Leaving the auction site, Shen Yi asked with some confusion: "There are still a few partners of the imperial court at the auction, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

As soon as the two of them got to the side of the car, Feng Yucheng turned around and pushed her down on the car: "I can't tell, you are quite capable of provoking men."

"What are you talking about..." Shen Yi frowned slightly, and as soon as the words came out, she realized Feng Yucheng's meaning, "You are talking about the boss of Huayao Group, he..."

Feng Yucheng raised his hand and suddenly grabbed Shen Yi's thin chin: "Shen Yi, don't forget your identity."

"I haven't forgotten." Shen Yi frowned even tighter, she turned her face slightly, and shook off Feng Yucheng's hand, "I haven't even met that Yin Lang before."

Feng Yucheng looked at the faint red mark between her chin that he pinched, and asked with a deep voice: "Then you are still chatting so warmly?"

Shen Yi could vaguely feel the anger emanating from the man's body, she didn't understand why she reacted so strongly because she just said a few words to Yin Lang normally.

"Do you still remember Huayao's fashion show last time? I went to see it with you. At that time, my dress was stained, so he asked someone to bring me a new one." Shen Yi explained obediently.

Feng Yucheng's eyes turned cold: "Why don't I know?"

Not long after Huayao's fashion show, Feng Yucheng remembered the scene clearly, he could even recall that in the end Shen Yi just rolled up the belt as a decoration and sewed it around his waist to block the stains.

Shen Yi replied honestly: "At that time, his people sent the clothes to the bathroom. I didn't know him before, and that dress was Huayao's new style. I didn't accept it."

Feng Yucheng was quite satisfied with this answer.

He raised his hand, and gently lifted Shen Yi's chin with his slender index finger: "That man Yin Lang is far from being as simple as he appears on the surface, so don't have any contact with him in the future."

Shen Yi felt that what he said was too exaggerated, she and Yin Lang had no intersection at all, how could they communicate?
Despite thinking so, she nodded: "Okay, I remember."

Only then did Feng Yucheng let go, and the night wind blew up Shen Yi's skirt, her thin figure seemed to be shivering in the night.

"Get in the car." Feng Yucheng frowned slightly, and raised his hand to open the car door for Shen Yi.

On their way back, an elevated highway on the main road was crushed by a large truck. The driver turned to Feng Yucheng and said, "Sir, the road ahead is blocked, we have to take a detour."

"En." Right now there is no other way, Feng Yucheng replied in a deep voice.

The driver turned around, and in order to get back to the closed house as soon as possible, he took a detour to a sparsely populated path.

The path is rugged and surrounded by mountains, the narrow one-way road and the curved mountain road are prone to accidents, so few people pass by at ordinary times, and it is even less visited at night.

There are no street lights on the road, and the driver turned on the high beams so that the turning vehicles can see them at the first time.

The car window on Shen Yi's side opened a narrow gap, occasionally the night wind from the mountains would blow in, brushing her soft hair hanging down her cheeks.

She leaned comfortably on the seat, narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked out the brown car window at the branches and leaves passing by the car.

Because the high heels rubbed the feet, the heels were a little swollen and sore, Shen Yi quietly took off her shoes, put her feet on the soft carpet in the car, and enjoyed the moment of comfort brought by the breeze.

Although it is the nearest path, it is more strenuous to walk than the flat main road.

Feng Yucheng fell asleep in a daze, and in a trance, he suddenly heard the driver yell in horror: "Sir, the brakes are out of order—"

When the car was driving downhill on the road around the mountain, the driver stepped on the brakes, but the car didn't respond.

He was startled, and stomped again, but the Maybach, which was rushing uphill under inertia, showed no sign of stopping, and rushed straight towards the valley under the ring-mountain road like a wild horse that had run loose.

The driver realized the seriousness of the matter and shouted in panic at the top of his voice.

Shen Yi was awake, she had already noticed that the car was going very fast when going downhill at the beginning, and she didn't have the slightest feeling of braking, so she was always tense and vigilant.

Hearing the driver yelling, she reacted quickly, seeing that the car was only a few millimeters away from the valley, Shen Yi leaned on one side of her body, opened the door on Feng Yucheng's side, pushed him and jumped under the car.

During the process of jumping off the car, Shen Yi kept hugging Feng Yucheng tightly, instinctively protecting him.

The road around the mountain was full of strange rocks, Shen Yi was wearing a dress, her back was bare, and the sharp stones had grinded her back to bloody flesh.

The two stumbled and rolled down the mountain, and finally Shen Yi's body hit a towering tree heavily. She grunted in pain, and the two rolling bodies finally stopped.

Almost at the same time, only a loud "bang" was heard, and the sound of the car falling into the valley was heard.

Shen Yi breathed a sigh of relief, unable to support herself, her eyes darkened and she passed out.

Feng Yucheng woke up completely, Shen Yi's pale complexion was reflected by the bright moonlight above her head, her eyes were closed tightly, and her frowning frown showed that she was in pain.

Feng Yucheng's heart sank, and he tightly clenched Shen Yi's shoulders: "Shen Yi, Shen Yi—"

The only response to him was the sound of trickling water in the mountain stream.

There was no signal in the mountains, and it was so dark that it was almost impossible to see the way out.

Feng Yucheng was also injured, although he could move, but it might not be an easy task to take the unconscious Shen Yi to find a way out.

And Feng Yucheng couldn't do it, just left Shen Yi, who had just rescued him, in this kind of deep mountain forest to wait to die, so he stayed by her side, waiting for the dawn to find a way out of the mountain.

In the middle of the night, Feng Yucheng suddenly heard Shen Yi say in a weak voice: "It's cold...I'm so cold..."

Feng Yucheng suddenly opened his eyes, took off his coat and put it on Shen Yi's shoulders.