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A black and gloomy Ford car drove over from a distance, and in the distance one could see a small two-story western-style building glowing in the dark.

Another familiar car was parked in the yard. Far away, there was a crackling sound from upstairs outside the yard, as if it had been robbed by villains.

"Madam, do you want me to go up?" Forbe worried.

Gong Yan calmly stubbed out the cigarette, with an ugly expression on his face, "No need."

The room on the second floor was in a mess, and the glass teapots and cups on the table were all swept to the ground and smashed to pieces.The woman on the bed cried all night, her clothes were still there, but a few buttons were crooked.The cloth on her wrist drew red marks on her skin, and she couldn't move. The slender neck was covered with punishment from Gong Shulan's bite.

"Gong Shulan...I hate you..." The hoarse voice uttered the words so many times, but it didn't work, and the walnut-like swollen eyes stared blankly at the ceiling above his head.

Gong Shulan restrained the discomfort, raised his anger, and pinched her willow waist with his fingertips, causing Jiang Yin to twitch in pain.

"Jiang Yin, you want to seduce her so much?!"

"Let me go!" Jiang Yin shouted at her, her voice hoarse and desperate, "Why are you always so self-righteous..."

Gong Shulan ignored her, and immersed herself in the body that made her heart flutter, "Jiang Yin, you can't like others, you can't like Huo Suqiu, and you can't like...my sister."

With a bang, the door was suddenly opened. Gong Shulan hadn't lifted his head from Jiang Yin when he heard a trembling and frightened call from above, "Ayan..."

Immediately afterwards, Gong Shulan felt a violent struggle and thrust, her whole body was pushed away from her body by Jiang Yin's free right hand, and the quilt beside her was pulled away, covering her chest tightly.

Gong Shulan raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Yin who was huddled in the corner of the bed and tried his best to hide his mottled body. At this moment, his eyes, which were originally calm, stared blankly at the door, and instantly filled with tears.

Gong Shulan smiled without a smile in her eyes. What this woman feared the most happened. She was afraid of being seen by Gong Yan. This was tantamount to the last fig leaf being lifted in public.

The more Jiang Yin was afraid, the more she, Gong Shulan, wanted to do this.

He stretched out his hand to Jiang Yin's quilt, which was tightly pulled to his chest to hide his shame, and mercilessly lifted it off.

"do not want!"

Jiang Yin hugged his knee with one hand, his lips turned white, seeing Gong Shulan maliciously opened it, shame and fear filled his mind, and it went blank.

The thin quilt was stopped in mid-air, and the next moment it was firmly covered back on her body.

Before the two of them could react, a loud applause sounded across the sky, "Gong Shulan, don't go too far!"

Gong Yan didn't know when she came to the bedside, her face was tense, her eyes were full of anger at what her sister had done, and also guilt for Jiang Yin and herself for being an elder sister.

Gong Shulan's face was tilted to one side, the tingling pain spread from her cheeks to her whole body, she didn't move for a long time, she stared blankly at the toes that Jiang Yin didn't cover under the sheet, her red lips parted, "So... sister, do you like her too?"

"What are you talking about?!"

Gong Shulan raised her head and met her elder sister whom she had always respected. "Did you indulge in it when you kissed her tonight?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yin lost his mind for a moment.

Another slap fell, and Gong Yan swept across the younger sister whose blood was thicker than water indifferently, "You only see these things? Shulan, you have disappointed me so much, put on your clothes and follow me back!"

……

Uncle Fu waited anxiously in the yard, and the sound of things falling and breaking inside disappeared, but he didn't know the actual situation, and he didn't know if his wife was okay inside.

The door was suddenly opened, Uncle Fu was startled, seeing Gong Yan pushing Gong Shulan out from inside, he froze in place, "Madam? Miss Shulan?"

"Go and drive." Gong Yan glanced at the woman in the wheelchair, then turned her head and ordered.

Uncle Fu looked at the two people who acted as if nothing had happened, except for the two slap marks on Miss Shulan's face, he didn't know how to speak for a while, he opened his mouth again and again, and finally went to drive with an eh.

Fu Bo's figure went away, Gong Yan pushed the wheelchair through the yard, Gong Shulan's face was ugly, "You haven't answered me yet."

"If I like it, I will never let her be bullied by you."

After going out to the gate of the compound, Gong Shulan looked back at the second floor and smiled coldly, "That's what she owes me!"

Before the voice fell, there was another slap on the face. At the same time, Gong Yan's voice suppressed anger, "If you continue like this, you will drive her to death sooner or later!"

Gong Shulan fell silent.

"Gong Shulan, remember, Jiang Yin is not to blame for your leg disease, so don't blackmail her with it." After this incident, Gong Yan knew the ins and outs without thinking too much. What happened back then is brooding on her heart, and she uses this as a excuse to blackmail Jiang Yin and let her be ravaged/ravaged for many years.

Gong Shulan lowered her eyes, couldn't see clearly, and didn't know how much she listened to.

After getting in the car, the two sisters sat in the back seat, and the atmosphere was about to freeze.

"You will go back to Nancheng tomorrow, and stay at home to recuperate." Suddenly, Gong Yan said this.

"What about her?" Gong Shulan looked at the road ahead, "If she goes back with me, I will go back."

Gong Yan turned her head to look at her, as if she saw Gong Shulan who could not be persuaded when she was a child, "Gong Shulan, how old are you?"

Gong Shulan: "28."

"In Haicheng, you are the mother of two children at the age of 28. Are you still young?" Gong Yan was laughed at by her, and lit a cigarette. "Jiang Yin is not who you are, why should she go back with you?"

Gong Shulan choked.

The conversation between the two people in the back seat was clearly heard. Fu Bo focused on driving the car. When he heard the name "Jiang Yin", he paused. The car was about to turn. He habitually looked at The rear mirror of the car froze in astonishment the next second.

In the rearview mirror, the flames of a small two-story western-style building in the distance came out from the window on the second floor, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger.

He shouted in shock, "Husband, madam! Miss Jiang Yin's residence seems to be on fire!"

"what?!"

The two sisters in the back seat of the car spoke in unison, but they all looked at the rear mirror of the car, their eyes froze for a moment.

"Turn around! Go back!"

Gong Shulan roared, it was the first time he lost his composure in front of outsiders, and slapped the driver's seat anxiously, "Quick!"

The Ford car made a sharp turn and quickly returned on the same road, but it happened like this. When it came to the compound, thick smoke was already coming out of the windows on the second floor, and the fire was flickering faintly.

The two sisters of the Gong family stood at the gate of the compound, the pungent smoke drifting into the air, "Uncle Fu, watch her, and tell her not to wander around."

"lady?"

Before Uncle Fu could react, he saw Gong Yan rushing in, and the woman in the wheelchair next to him seemed to be going in to save others, so he quickly grabbed the handle of the wheelchair, "Miss Shulan! Madam told you not to go in!"

"Let go of me! Gong Yan, you woman is crazy!" Gong Shulan looked at the back disappearing in the smoke, anxious and angry, turned her head and shouted at Uncle Fu, "Don't stop me, I won't go in, you go and save me!" People, hurry up!"

Uncle Fu said that he was not in a hurry to worry, it was a lie, since the fire is not so big, the chances of saving people are better, "Then Miss Shulan, you stay here by yourself, I will go in and save people!"

Gong Shulan nodded, watching Uncle Fu open the door and go in, his eyes shifted to the window on the second floor, his face turned pale, his heart felt uncontrollable suffocation, his collarbone shrank suddenly, he was almost out of breath, his red lips trembled, "Jiang Yin..."

"Jiang Yin...you can't die..."

Under the light of the car, the cold iron wheelchair reflected white light, the thin body bent up, and one... two tears fell in the darkness, "You all must be fine..."

Time passed little by little, and the brighter and brighter fires illuminated the street, and the neighbors woke up one after another, watching the fire on the opposite side at the door, talking a lot.

A black Ford car was parked at the door, and there was an empty wheelchair in front of the car. This weird scene was deeply imprinted in everyone's eyes.

Not long after, the police station sent people to put out the fire, and it was only in the early morning that the fire was barely extinguished. Director Zhao of the police station was furious and cursed, "What the hell is going on with these people?! Two fires a day, this is a suspicion Am I comfortable sitting in this seat!"

The newspaper office in Haicheng printed newspapers overnight, and the front page was undoubtedly the fact that the Huo family and the most famous singer of Paramount, Jiang Yin's house, were on fire at the same time.

The whistle of the ship at the pier is whistling, and the sea breeze is still there.

In the Fenghai Song and Dance Hall, Hua Manyi came down to accompany the wine after singing as usual. In the past few days, I don’t know if it’s because the guests are too poor at drinking, or she is good at drinking. She often drank all the people around her at the end get down.

"A Qiang," Hua Man pressed the white lace vest on her shoulders, her eyes were indifferent, "Call the Xu family and the Zhang family and ask them to send someone to pick him up."

Ah Qiang glanced at the drunk men in the ballroom, picked up the phone and responded, "Sister Manyi, I'll call right away."

Hua Manyi stepped on her high heels and was about to go upstairs, but turned around and saw the newspaper from a few days ago, "This is?"

"Huh?" Ah Qiang had just finished a call and was about to make a second call. When he heard Sister Manyi's question, he followed her gaze and said, "Ah, this is this week's newspaper, and there is a pile of them." Aunt Zhang, the back chef, asked me to keep it for her to make fire starters, I just thought about nothing to do, so I sorted it out and prepared to take it to her."

Ah Qiang watched Hua Manyi reaching out to pick up a newspaper, his eyes fixed on it for a long time, because of the lighting, he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly, "Sister Manyi? These are all outdated newspapers, you still want see?"

"When is this newspaper?"

Ah Qiang leaned over and took a look. The date on the newspaper was just missing a corner, probably because he accidentally tore it off when he was tidying it up, so he looked at the content, "Sister Manyi, what do you mean? Let me tell you what happened on Friday, it was a sensation. On the same day and night, the famous Huo’s house caught fire, and the house of the singer Jiang Yin from Paramount also caught fire, and many people died. The fire burned the house to ashes! The people in it..."

A Qiang paused, leaned over and said in a low voice, "I heard that the people inside were all burned to ashes, and they couldn't see their faces clearly! It's scary!"

Hua Manyi's eyes fell on the printed headline [It's embarrassing!A generation of singer Jiang Yin died in the fire, and the fragrance disappeared! 】Finger trembling, no wonder... No wonder Gong's mother hasn't shown up these days.

The beloved diva died, that woman must be very sad...

Hua Manyi put the newspaper back in the distance, eyes narrowed slightly, and walked up calmly and arrogantly, but what does this have to do with her, Hua Manyi?She was just a little dancing girl.

It was not her turn to worry about the love of the rich.

The author has something to say: the second watch may be in the middle of the night, don't wait, you can see it when you wake up in the morning