The cheongsam beauty becomes a god after the end of the law

He Chongtian sat on the Taishi chair beside the tea table and turned on the computer.

Among the three people, he is the only one who can use a computer.

Chen Xiang put his elbow on He Chongtian's shoulder, bent his waist slightly, and reached over him with his other hand into the bag of chocolates, and picked out a palm-sized black cardboard box.

There was a brown bow tied on the box, and Chen Xiangyin opened the delicate packaging while staring at the screen of the notebook.

When the rich cocoa smell came out, Chen Xiangyin lowered his head and took a look. In each of the nine grids, there was a heart-shaped chocolate in each grid.

Round shape, very textured luster.

On the packaging, there is a line of small words printed: One hundred flavors of love.

Pick up a piece of agarwood and take a bite. The strong fermented cocoa aroma instantly hits your entire mouth.

The dark chocolate is wrapped in milk chocolate. The dark chocolate has a mellow taste and the milk chocolate is sweet and silky.

In an instant, the brain relaxes and secretes happiness factors.

Chenxiang caused Zi Guzi to chuckle, and moved her gaze to the side of He Chongtian's face.

Chen Xiangyin suddenly wanted to know what his expression was like when he was picking chocolates on the shelf.

I picked up another piece of chocolate and bit off half of it, it was so sour.

Passion fruit filling?

The computer made a sound, and Agarwood brought back his thoughts. He lowered his body and looked at the screen carefully.

The video screen was pitch black, and after a noisy malfunction animation, there was a light spot.

The video picture is from the ground, the pixels are blurred, and the picture is shaken, as if it was shot by someone holding a DV.

Without warning, the screen quickly switched and focused on a person's face.

The air froze in an instant, and Chen Xiangyin's heart beat violently several times, as if it was being pinched by an invisible hand.

"Bang!!" He Chongtian quickly closed the laptop lid.

The chocolate box in Chen Xiangyin's hand also fell to the ground.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, no one spoke, and Chen Xiangyin couldn't even breathe.

The person in focus in the video was herself.

In the blurry picture quality, which is like fading, Agarwood is blindfolded and kneeling on the ground. The rags on his body cannot completely cover his body.

The surrounding air pressure is getting lower and lower, making people breathless, and the agarwood makes the legs weak.

Xuan Guo was the first to react: "Damn it, it's fake, the picture quality is so bad... a divorce plan!"

Chen Xiangyin felt that the world in front of him was collapsing, and the crane's face faded along with it.

He Tongtian was silent for a few seconds, then turned his head slightly towards Xuan Guo.

Xuan Guo frowned, stood up and walked to the door knowingly, "I'm going to... drink milk tea."

As soon as Xuan Guo left, the atmosphere in Shen Ji Tailoring became even more tense.

Agarwood retreated unconsciously and distanced itself from He Chongtian.

He tilted his head and stretched out his hand, "Come here."

Chen Xiangyin didn't respond. He Chongtian looked into her eyes and said, "Tell me what this video is, and I won't watch it."

The agarwood makes my throat roll, making it difficult to speak.

At that time, Pang Wenkui did not regard her as a woman, but as an animal.

Those people treated her as a livestock, a precious animal that was used to cut off the flesh, extract blood and gouge out the heart.

Chen Xiangyin couldn't count what she had encountered, because it didn't take long for her to go crazy. She couldn't distinguish between dreams and reality, and she only had a moment of clarity every time she came back from the dead.

He Chongtian was still sitting, his shoulders drooping a little, and his broad body looked slumped.

"Agarwood Yin." He called her again, his voice trembling a little.

Chen Xiang shook his head. How could she admit the details that she didn't even remember, the trauma that her brain had selectively forgotten? !

He Chongtian pursed his lips into a line, and his eyebrows knitted together to look at Chen Xiangyin.

The content of this video is of course true.

Before Pang Wenkui died, he wanted to see Chen Xiangyin.

Before this, he didn't know that Pang Wenkui and Shen Xiangyin had known each other before.

Before Pang Wenkui died, he said that he had something important to tell Chen Xiangyin, and that if he was not worried about He Chongtian knowing her secret, he could go with her.

Chen Xiangyin was afraid that the secret would be known to He Chongtian, so he chose to go alone.

However, what Pang Wenkui said was important was to kowtow to her and admit his mistake.

If this video is fake, given Chen Xiangyin's character, he won't have the same reaction after seeing it.

He nodded heavily and asked in a low voice: "He bullied you?"

Chen Xiangyin was silent for a long time. Shen Chen let out a breath, dragged his steps to the opposite side of He Chongtian, and made a harsh sound when he pulled out the chair.

She sat down and looked up at the crane in the sky: "Yeah."

He Chongtian digested it for a moment: "Is this your secret?"

His voice was deep, so depressed that it seemed like it would explode at any moment.

In his opinion, since Chen Xiangyin had such a past with Pang Wenkui, why did she pretend not to remember when he took her to Pang Wenkui's house for dinner for the first time?

Shouldn't she hate him?

Pang Wenkui is ninety-nine years old. He worked with Pang Wenkui five years ago.

If Chen Xiangyin is twenty-four years old, she may not have been an adult when the video was taken.

Chen Xiangyin had a feeling of despair: "This video was deliberately shown to us by Pang Wenkui. He and I are not who you think."

It didn't matter whether it was intentional or not. He Chongtian understood that even if it was intentional, as long as they saw the contents of the CD, huge cracks would inevitably occur.

Compared to this rift, the time in the ward was just an appetizer.

"Crane towers into the sky, I don't remember many things, it's traumatic stress." Chen Xiangyin tried his best to keep his tone calm and coherent, but he couldn't stop crying.

He Chongtian's mind was very confused. From his perspective, everything Chen Xiang cited was a mystery. He was not sure which of her words were true or false.

This happened so suddenly.

"When did you recognize Pang Wenkui?"

Chen Xiangyin: "The day I found my cheongsam in the warehouse in Zique Town, I remembered that it was him."

Every word feels like it's stuck in my heart.

Chen Xiangyin held up his neck and tilted his head to make himself look more confident.

Now, poor Sisi's self-esteem can only be maintained by a strong posture.

He Chongtian's eyes flashed dimly, as if a century had passed. He slowly said, "It happened in the past, and it's not your fault."

Chen Xiangyin's tears fell and hit the table. She quickly covered them and wiped them away, nodding: "Well, I'm not wrong. But, it's really not what you think."

She knew what was going on in He Chongtian's head.

Pang Wenkui was not the only one at that time. They imprisoned him not for sex, but to explore the mystery of immortality.

Her relationship with Pang Wenkui was not what He Chongtian thought.

He looked up at her, his scarlet eyes piercing through the sky, waiting for her explanation and answer.

Agarwood swallowed hard, and the bitterness returned. Her heart struggled to the extreme, and her head felt like it was about to split.

No matter, she wanted to tell him everything, now.

Just as he was about to speak, he felt sick to his stomach.

A cloud of white mist obscured his vision, his stomach was churning, and a desperate feeling of nausea penetrated from his throat to the depths of his stomach.

This scene happened to be seen by Huniu who came to visit.

He Chongtian reacted quickly and immediately reached out to help Chen Xiangyin. With the other hand, he pressed the laptop's optical drive to eject it.

Agarwood induces the image of spitting out all the internal organs.

He Chongtian saw the trembling hair beside her fair neck and looked away.

Shame, regret, pity, anger, intolerance, jealousy, resentment... all the emotions boiled together, making the eyes red.