After the divorce, Sheng Shao indulged in pampering

Several men shouted arrogantly, but none of them could last until the third one.

Xia Qinghuan punched down several times, and the men cried and begged for mercy, tears and snot pouring out of their noses in pain.

After deleting the videos saved in their mobile phones, she played for a while longer, until the other party's cloud space and chat records were completely deleted, and then she stopped.

After doing all this, she called the police and sent these scumbags to the police station.

During this period, Sheng Yan called her.

"Why aren't you home yet?"

Xia Qinghuan looked at the night in the distance: "There is a night show today."

Sheng Yan: "I asked the crew when the show ended, and according to the time, you should be home by now."

Xia Qinghuan didn't say much: "I'm going to be delayed by something on the road, you eat first and sleep first, and I'm still waiting."

Sheng Yan: "Where are you? I'll pick you up."

Xia Qinghuan was silent for a moment: "No, I can do it myself."

Sheng Yan hesitated to speak, but an indistinct sigh came from the other end of the phone: "I'll wait for you at home."

Xia Qinghuan's tone was indifferent: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, she came out of the police station, and the awl face who followed her on the same street interjected.

She looked complicated: "Why did you save me?"

Xia Qinghuan wondered: "Why can't I save you? Aren't you forced to go with them?"

Jizi's face turned pale in an instant: "No, I don't want to."

Xia Qinghuan spread her hands: "You don't want to. They are forcing you. I happen to have some skills. I can easily solve this problem while ensuring my own safety. Why not save me?"

The awl face took a deep look at Xia Qinghuan: "But we have grievances. The last time the wine party was unhappy, you lifted the table and left."

Xia Qinghuan didn't stop: "One size counts for one size. I really don't have a good impression of you. You are the kind who won't take the initiative to say hello when you meet, but I don't want to see you ruined."

"Between personal grievances and such life-destroying vicious incidents, you have to judge for yourself whether it is right or wrong."

The awl face is moist.

He had known Sheng Lin for several years, chased after her to flatter her, and was abandoned in the end. He only met Xia Qinghuan once, but she was willing to help her.

At this moment, her mood was extremely complicated.

"Thank you. My name is Zhao Rong. You saved me today. If you have any questions in the future, you can contact me. I will do my best to help you."

Xia Qinghuan waved her hands indifferently: "Okay, goodbye."

Looking at Xia Qinghuan's walking figure, Zhao Rong's face was cloudy and uncertain. She didn't make up her mind to catch up until the person in front was about to walk out of the street.

"You have to be careful, Sheng Lin."

Xia Qinghuan: "I know."

Seeing that she didn't care, Zhao Rong gritted her teeth and stomped her foot: "I'm serious, at the wine party last time, Sheng Lin poured medicine into your wine glass, and wanted someone to smear you and take a video of you."

That time when Xia Qinghuan came back from the banquet, she did find that there was something wrong with the drink, so she didn't touch it again, but she didn't know that the other party was so insidious.

She quickly thought of it: "Those men tonight..."

Zhao Rong's face was gloomy: "They are the people Sheng Lin found."

She told what happened that night after Xia Qinghuan left.

Xia Qinghuan gave Zhao Rong a complicated look.

Sheng Lin was trying to deal with her, and it ended up falling on Zhao Rong, which was a natural disaster.

Zhao Rong smiled bitterly, added Xia Qinghuan's contact information, and repeatedly asked the other party to ask her for help.

When the two parted ways, she was still sighing.

It's a pity that Xia Qinghuan and Sheng Yan are far apart in appearance, and Sheng Yan has no real power in the Sheng family. Otherwise, being friends with such an upright person is much better than praising Sheng Lin's stinky feet.

But... Zhao Rong recalled the conversation between Sheng Lin and Sun Yuan at the banquet, with a serious expression on her face.

The conversation between the two was so low that no one could hear it clearly, but she had learned lip language and could see that the two mentioned the ledger repeatedly.

She is humble and soft-spoken, and she dare not show the skill of lip-speaking, so she can only bury it in her belly.

If she hadn't met Xia Qinghuan today, perhaps she would have hidden this memory and forgotten it, and never brought it up again.

Taking a deep breath, she suppressed the secret again.

……

After another intersection, a black Maybach stopped beside Xia Qinghuan.

The car window was rolled down, and the cinnabar mole at the end of the man's eye was extremely coquettish under the light.

"boarding."

Xia Qinghuan opened the back seat door, got in the car and closed the door, all in one go.

Sheng Yan turned around: "In a bad mood?"

Xia Qinghuan didn't deny it: "Did you see it?"

"I didn't sit in the co-pilot, I deliberately chose the seat farthest from me, even the blind can see it." Sheng Yan kicked the accelerator to start the car.

Xia Qinghuan put her arms around her chest: "Well, what do you want to tell me?"

Sheng Yan's hand on the steering wheel tightened.

"I did go to Garland's today."

"And then?" Xia Qinghuan tapped lightly on her elbow inadvertently.

Sheng Yan's eyebrows were serious: "Nothing happened between me and her."

"I believe in you," Xia Qinghuan hid all her thoughts in her eyes, and said lazily, "But what I want to ask is, what have you guys done? Tell me."

She raised her eyes and observed Sheng Yan's face through the interior rearview mirror above her head.

Sheng Yan's expression remained unchanged: "She said... she missed the porridge I cooked that night when we first met, and begged me to make another meal for her."

There was a small gap in the car window, and the dry and cold wind blew outside, making Xia Qinghuan's eyes sour.

She heard her voice, very calm, very peaceful.

"So you went?"

Sheng Yan was silent for a long time, then hummed.

"What reason did she use this time? What excuse did she use to threaten you?" Xia Qinghuan didn't close the window, letting the wind outside the window keep hitting her eyes, widening her eyes, feeling the soreness in her eyes.

There was complete silence in the carriage.

Xia Qinghuan waited and waited until her eyes, which were blown by the wind, couldn't bear the soreness and a mist formed, but she still didn't get an answer.

She closed the window tightly to block out the fresh air, and tugged at the collar of the sweater around her neck.

The turtleneck sweater she wore today strangled her neck, and she always felt out of breath.

She didn't feel better until the collar was torn apart by her, the wool lost its elasticity and hung loosely around her neck. She stopped and looked at the man in front of her.

"Is there no excuse, no threat to you, or the reason for her threat, you can't say?"

There was not a long silence this time, and Sheng Yan's voice came to her ears in a trance.

"can not say."

Xia Qinghuan was startled, and fiddled with the phone with lowered eyes: "Will there be a next time?"

Sheng Yan's tone was firm: "There will be no next time, I promise."

Xia Qinghuan looked straight at him: "If there is a next time, what should I do?"

Sheng Yan gripped the steering wheel tightly, the veins on the back of his hands popping out.

"no next time."

Xia Qinghuan sighed: "I'm asking you seriously, not for you to show your determination."

There was a hint of embarrassment in Sheng Yan's eyes: "It doesn't matter if you scold me or hit me, I don't want to be separated from you."

Xia Qinghuan felt that she sighed a lot today.

"Who is going to separate from you? What I want to say is that next time, no matter how much you can't tell the reason you can't say, you have to tell me."

"I don't want to guess and kill our relationship, okay?"

Through the car interior mirror, looking at Xia Qinghuan's delicate face behind him, and the tenderness in his eyes, Sheng Yan's Adam's apple rolled.

"Okay, if there is a next time, I will tell you all."