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

Chen Xiangyin looked at the time and was about to take Xiang Ying for surgery.

"Your sister is urging you, why don't you go down the mountain first?" Chen Xiang said and stood up.

"Wait."

Chen Xiangyin's wrist was grabbed, and He Liang pulled her to the sky, and she sat next to him again.

He Chongtian turned his body, pulled Chen Xiangyin's legs so that she also turned, took out his mobile phone, and brought up the front camera.

Chen Xiangyin saw his and He's faces in the viewfinder and subconsciously avoided them.

She was very resistant to leaving behind images.

Just as she dodged, He Chongtian's strong and strong arms were wrapped around his shoulders, and he pulled her into the viewfinder again.

In the camera, He Chongtian's facial features are profound, his eyes are burning, and his beautiful eyebrows are full of emotion.

Chen Xiangyin didn't hide any longer, and his uncomfortably clenched hands were smoothed and tightened by He Chongtian's dry and hot hands.

Chen Xiang gave a faint smile and glanced sideways at He Chongtian.

The shutter was pressed, and the image was frozen, capturing her eyes looking at him.

In the group photo, the two of them turned their backs to the rising sun, reflecting the light of the bonfire, and their love overflowed the screen.

……

After going down the mountain, Chen Xiangyin said goodbye again, and He Chongtian suggested again: "Would you like to drink mutton soup?"

Chen Xiangyin blinked and wondered why he was so clingy today, "The weather is so warm. Drinking mutton soup will make you angry."

"Then what do you want to eat?" He Chongtian regretted asking.

Chen Xiangyin wants to eat Chenji steamed buns.

"Go back to Shen Ji to make clothes and make me a bowl of fried noodles." He Chongtian continued, but he still saw the sadness flashing in Chen Xiang's eyes.

"It's too late, let's just eat something in front." Chen Xiang pointed to the noodle shop in front.

After finishing breakfast, He Chongtian took out his house key and warned him again.

"When you go back soon, pack your things and come stay at my place. While I'm away, you must pay attention to your own safety."

Chen Xiangyin raised his eyebrows: "Well... By the way, has Zhou Zheng contacted you?"

He Chongtian straightened his lip line and said, "No." After a pause, he realized that Chen Xiangyin's tone of voice was strange. Why was it not "Have you found Zhou Zheng?" but "Has Zhou Zheng contacted you?"

He Chongtian: "Do you have any news?"

Chen Xiangyin shook his head, not wanting to tell him that he had seen "Pang Xianshun" and couldn't explain clearly.

Pang Wenkui said the night before that he would release Qi Yan and Zhou Zheng, but maybe not so soon.

Chen Xiangyin thought that she had done something for He Chongtian, and felt a warm current in her heart.

Suddenly I heard He Chongtian say: "By the way, Qi Yan found out that the woman next to Pang Xianshun is a murderer. The information is quite confidential, so she shouldn't be a bad person."

Agarwood trembled slightly, and there was a tremor in my heart.

The cowardly and delicate Xiang Ying has killed someone before?

"Who did she kill?"

He Chongtian shook his head. Jiang Yuexian's call rang again. He Chongtian didn't answer it, his deep eyes dimmed.

"Got to go."

"Okay." Chen Xiangqing stood up and was thinking about how to deal with Xiang Ying. What kind of person is she?

Walking to the door, He Chongtian said again: "It's not convenient to contact you during this period. I will come to you when I come back."

Chen Xiangyin nodded absently and waved his hands, recalling that his phone turned on airplane mode yesterday, could he have pressed it towards the shadow?

Turning around and leaving, Chen Xiangyin didn't know that He Chongtian stood there and watched her disappear at the end of the road.

……

Xiang Ying's hotel, Chen Xiang alerted and knocked on the door.

Along the way, she analyzed several possibilities of Xiang Ying being a murderer.

Or she has never killed anyone, and her criminal records were forged by Pang Wenkui in order to control her.

Or maybe, during her imprisonment, she did kill someone for self-protection or other reasons.

Or maybe, as He Chongtian said, she is not a good person, but just wants to use agarwood to lure away from Pang Wenkui.

The last and most terrifying possibility is that she is not a good person, and she is approaching Chen Xiangyin to gain trust and help Pang Wenkui achieve some purpose.

If it is the last situation, then she should not be willing to undergo pregnancy termination surgery, let alone be sent away.

Chen Xiangyin decided to test whether she was willing to have the operation first and not show off her cards immediately.

Xiang Ying opened the door. The room was very clean. She didn't have many things. The clothes she bought temporarily were packed and placed in the entrance hall.

Chen Xiangyin didn't say anything more. Xiang Ying's eyes fell on the red mark on her neck. He noticed that she was looking at her and looked away.

In the hospital, Chen Xiangyin was on alert for emergencies, but the operation went smoothly until Xiang Ying came out of the operating room with a pale face.

Chen Xiangyin's nervousness subsided a little.

It is understandable that a helpless woman would do extreme and out-of-control things in extremely dangerous situations.

To get to the secluded fishing village from Qingshan City, you need to take a long-distance train, then a bus, a ferry, a bus, and finally a ferry and a half-day walk.

She decided to mess up these routes, not buying direct trains, changing trains multiple times, renting a car three times in between, and personally sending Xiang Ying a ride.

It will be hard and time-consuming, but it will also prevent being caught as much as possible.

Chen Xiangyin was suspicious of Xiang Ying, wary and resentful.

In addition, her biggest emotion is: wanting to help her escape safely.

It seems like doing this helps me, who was helpless before.

The biggest problem at present is that Xiang Ying does not have an ID card and cannot buy a ticket.

Chen Xiang reminded him of a person he had not contacted for a while, Zhai Xinhou.

She just didn't know who Xiang Ying killed, and after thinking about it, she had better ask.

At noon in the restaurant private room, Chen Xiang ordered some nutritious dishes and took out the bank card he had prepared in advance.

"What do you want to do after you escape?"

Xiang Ying thought for a while: "If you send me to a fishing village, then I can open a canteen or plant some land to be self-sufficient...I don't have any big ambitions in my life after the disaster."

Chen Xiangyin nodded: "It's just your identity information. I won't be able to get it back for a while, so I need to reissue it."

After saying this, she observed Xiang Ying's reaction and saw her frowning in panic.

"What's wrong?" Chen Xiang asked.

"I..." Xiang Ying hesitated again and again, "I have a criminal record...I'm afraid I can't reissue the identity information in sequence."

"What case record?" Chen Xiangyin asked pretending to be calm.

"kill."

"Ok?"

"In order to coerce me, Pang Wenkui designed a frame-up at first and asked a few gangsters to hold me hostage." Xiang Ying fell into memories, with a face filled with horror: "That day, as usual, I went to work, and he asked me to go to the office and said he went on a trip and bought a bag. Give me a very beautiful knife as a travel souvenir."

Xiang Ying originally had surgery and his face was very pale, but now he has no color at all.

She took a sip of water and said: "I was very scared at the time, and I happened to have a sharp English dagger in my pocket... so..."

Chen Xiangyin stopped her from continuing: "Okay, I understand. Don't worry, you..." She paused and frowned, "You look exactly like me, so I said you are my distant relative. In my hometown, Chaosheng has never registered a household registration, and his family members are all gone, so he came to seek refuge with me."

Xiang Ying nodded gratefully, "Thank you... thank you... After I escape, I will pray for you every day. I wish you a long life and all the best..."