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"Really?" Cheng Xionglin was very suspicious of the authenticity of this answer, "Song Hui has been friends with you for so many years, why don't you save him?"

"Then both of you walk steadily, don't fall into the water." Chang Yuan whispered.

Cheng Xionglin looked at her angrily, and Chang Yuan begged for mercy: "You really fell into the water, I really saved you. I resigned, it has nothing to do with him, I don't owe him, he still owes me, I saved you He many times."

"Don't be in arrears, we'll collect interest tomorrow." Cheng Xionglin looked at Chang Yuan with a "don't try to fool me" expression, "I really want to know what role he plays in it!"

"I'm going too?" Chang Yuan was a little embarrassed. She just "breaks out" from Fenghua, will she go back tomorrow?

"If you don't go, I really don't know if I can see other people." Cheng Xionglin said mockingly, "I guess he doesn't want to see me at all."

Chang Yuan nodded, she still hoped that Song Hui was a good person, Song Hui had a wider network, maybe he could help Cheng Xionglin solve the problem faster.

***

In the middle of the night, Cheng Xionglin finally tossed and turned and fell asleep, breathing evenly and intensifying the rhythm.

Chang Yuan climbed up from Cheng Xionglin's side, she finally got this opportunity to "serve the bed", but in the end she still couldn't bear it.

As soon as Cheng Xionglin fell asleep, Chang Yuan came out of the bedroom alone. When she went downstairs, she saw the crumpled mask on the dining table at a glance. She went up to pick it up, stared blankly for a while .

She wanted to help, whether it was useful or not, she wanted to help Cheng Xionglin.

Chang Yuan brought paper and pen, sat at the dining table, recalled the "Cheng Xionglin" in the video, and based on the characteristics of the mask, reversed the original appearance of the woman bit by bit.

Either way, finding that woman is the most important thing.

Once you find that woman, you will know who is going to attack Cheng Xionglin.

Thinking of this, Chang Yuan's pen worked harder, depicting her guess bit by bit.

Cheng Xionglin slept lightly, and she woke up when Chang Yuan moved, but she kept pretending to be asleep, wondering what Chang Yuan wanted to do.

To say 100% trust, Cheng Xionglin didn't dare to define it completely.

After waiting for a while, Cheng Xionglin got up from the bed, walked to the door, looked downstairs, and saw Chang Yuan who was immersed in painting.

Alas, well, blame her villainous heart.

Chang Yuan heard the movement and looked up at her: "Did it wake you up? I can't fall asleep with something on my mind, so..."

Cheng Xionglin nodded, glanced at the painting in her hand, and said, "Go to sleep, your painter, maybe no one else can find the painting."

Chang Yuan: ...

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Wanwan, this little goblin is too cold and cold, completely ignoring me...

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Chapter 25

In Ning City at [-] or [-] o'clock in the middle of the night, there are bright lights everywhere.

Through the huge glass, countless lights and stars crowded into the lonely office, but Song Hui kept ignoring him, he was immersed in his own world, his eyebrows and eyes as thick as ink seemed to have infinite worries, facing a pile of A stack of information can be read with concentration.

While looking at the materials, he occasionally looked up at the group photo on the table, and sighed slightly. At this moment, the landline beside him rang, and as soon as he connected, he heard a panic report, saying that Assistant Chang had sneaked away.

But Song Hui was not surprised at all. After sending a message to comfort him, he connected another call and asked directly, "Chang Zhen still refuses to say anything?"

"Yes, President." The subordinate's voice was cold, "I suggest sending him directly to the police station. He has state secret materials on him and can be sentenced."

"Don't do anything for now." Song Hui rubbed the bridge of his nose, "He didn't go back, but the Chang family did. It can be seen that there are definitely more than one or two eyes and ears around us. If I guess correctly, we have just been sent to the police Someone will rescue him."

The subordinates over there did not speak.

Song Hui thought for a while, and then ordered: "Tell him, tell him the exact location of the Chang family, and then let him go, otherwise...you just watch and try to save your life."

The other side responded quickly.

After hanging up the phone, Song Hui leaned tiredly on the back of the chair, relaxed his body, pressed the switch on the group photo on the table, and switched back and forth between the two photos.

It was only then that Song Hui discovered that Cheng Xionglin and Chang Yuan happened to be in the same location, separated by a trap.

Nie Yuan ah.

***

In the early morning, the morning light broke through the dark night, through the thick curtains, reminding the people in the house that a new day has arrived.

"Let's go, let's go out." Cheng Xionglin was wearing a brand new white dress, a buttoned short coat showing a small waist, green leaves and fine flowers were gracefully falling on the coat, and a circle around his neck The silver-white thin chain is as fresh as a mountain spring when the whole person stands on it.

This dress has a completely different temperament from the "Cheng Xionglin" in the video, and it was obviously done by Cheng Xionglin on purpose.

Chang Yuan, who was standing one step behind her, was only staying at Cheng Xionglin's house, so she couldn't make a fuss. She still stood beside Cheng Xionglin in her rigid black professional attire, looking like a dedicated assistant. .

Pushing open the door of the villa, the reporters who had been waiting for a day and a night rushed up immediately.

"Miss Cheng, is this Assistant Chang next to you?" The sensitive reporter immediately spotted Chang Yuan standing behind her.

They have been guarding for so long and have never seen anyone come in or out. Is this assistant always in there?

Song Hui's chief assistant has been by Cheng Xionglin's side all the time, does it mean that President Song is on the side of his fiancée?

Even with all kinds of bad rumors, the Cheng family and the Song family are still peaceful?

Or, those rumors are actually just nonsense?

In a few moments, the reporters had already staged two pages of drama in their minds, and they only waited for the latest material to be interviewed before returning to the company to write a close-up.

Cheng Xionglin just smiled and didn't answer, turned his head to Chang Yuan's ear and told her to drive.

Chang Yuan was worried that she would be surrounded by this group of reporters, so she took a step forward and took her hand, asking her to follow her to pick up the car.

After the two of them got away from the reporter, Chang Yuan looked at Cheng Xionglin who was sitting in the co-pilot and asked, "Shall we go to Fenghua?"

"No, go to Cheng's first." Cheng Xionglin shook his head, then suddenly turned to look at Chang Yuan, "Maybe you can see my dad."

Chang Yuan paused for a moment, but did not complain.She had already met Cheng's father at the gate of Song Hui's villa, and Cheng's father seemed to be very fierce to her, and he was glared at him for the first time.

Seeing Chang Yuan's indifferent face, Cheng Xionglin asked curiously, "Why are you so expressionless? Are you not nervous?"

Chang Yuan turned over, helped her fasten her seat belt, then sat back and started the car according to the positioning: "Don't be nervous, I'm not nervous about anyone else except you."

It's a foul to flirt with a girl with a deadpan expression.

Cheng Xionglin sat down in the co-pilot, coughed twice, and took the initiative to report his itinerary: "I'm going to show Cheng's face, and set a time for the press conference with my father."

Chang Yuan gave a "hmm" and said worriedly: "Can the press conference without evidence meet expectations? I think Song Hui may be able to help."

"I really need his help," Cheng Xionglin smiled slightly, "but you stand here, and Song Hui's attitude is represented by you, don't you know?"

Chang Yuan didn't speak, and looked at Lu motionlessly, as if she was in a bad mood.

Of course she knew, but it was impossible for her not to stand by Cheng Xionglin's side, and it was impossible for her to catch everyone who misunderstood and explain to them.

Cheng Xionglin also knew it, but obviously for her, this was an advantage she could take advantage of. The Cheng family needed such a "fake tiger's power" to stabilize people's hearts.