Chu Yin pointed at the enchanting woman beside Chu Yao, and glanced up and down with a picky look, with obvious disgust on her face.

Tao Rou had heard of the personality of Miss Chu, and she introduced herself politely: "Hello, my name is Tao Rou, and I am... an artist under Mr. Chu."

Tao Rou was afraid that others would not know her relationship with Chu Yao, and her eyes fell on Chu Yao with affection. When she lifted her long hair, some extremely ambiguous traces appeared on her neck.

Chu Yin saw it.

Ni Huan naturally saw it, and her hand holding the bag paused and looked at Tao Rou directly.

Tao Rou looks like an internet celebrity, is charming and has a good figure. She stands beside Chu Yao and is half short of him.

If she remembers correctly, Tao Rou is an internet celebrity under Xingyao. Combined with Chu Yin's words, she can understand it at once.

Chu Yao wore a black windbreaker today, and his eyes were not looking at Ni Huan, and his expression was still cold and inaccessible.

He didn't explain why he suddenly appeared here.

Ni Huan stepped on the bag, smiled distantly, said 'borrowed', and passed by Tao Rou.

She was not interested in what would happen behind the box.

Take the elevator downstairs to the parking lot.

Ni Huan opened the bag, looked at the recording pen lying inside, blinked his eyes slowly, and smiled with his lips. A pair of beautiful eyes bent, born with a beauty, and was so enchanting.

After she returned from Haishi, she could feel the change in Shen Zhiyan's attitude towards her.

She didn't know what he was awkward or mindful, but she couldn't let the situation go stalemate.

So, she had to do something.

This time the injury was the key to breaking the deadlock, and she used herself as a bet.

Fortunately, with this face as a blessing, she won the bet.

As for Chu Yin, she will "thank you" her.

The car was right in front of me, Ni Huan lowered her head to get the key, and a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of me, blocking her way.

Ni Huan stopped and looked up.

Chu Yao seemed to be waiting for her here.

The man had long and narrow eyes with a slightly slight chorus at the ends of his eyes. His obsidian-like pupils reflected Ni Huan's charming and delicate face, and the hot breath with a faint tobacco smell continued to pour into Ni Huan's breath.

Ni Huan took a step back quietly.

Chu Yao stared at her for two seconds, suddenly raised his hand and threw a stack of photos at her.

Ni Huan couldn't accept it, and she couldn't accept it.

More than a dozen photos scattered and fell from top to bottom, and some fell to the ground after hitting her.

Ni Huan frowned and asked coldly: "What does it mean?"

Chu Yao narrowed his eyes and said, "Look at it yourself."

The two of them stood in the corner, and the lights were not very bright.

Ni Huan pursed her lips, but chose to squat down and pick up the photos one by one. She lowered her eyebrows and eyes and swept over the things in the photos.

It was Shen Zhiyan and a woman she had never seen before.

The woman is very beautiful.

It is not that kind of ostentatious beauty, nor is it the pure appearance of Chu Yin. Its facial features are not particularly outstanding, but when combined together, it makes people feel comfortable and clean, and makes people feel good.

Ni Huan looked through it and was basically sure it was taken today.

Because the clothes Chen Zhiyan was wearing were just changed this afternoon.

In the photo, Chen Zhiyan and this woman appeared in restaurants, shopping malls, playgrounds, and even... cinemas.

In more than a dozen photos, Chen Zhiyan's expression has almost never changed.

The woman kept smiling happily, and obviously had a great time traveling with Shen Zhiyan.

Chen Zhiyan has never been patient with women, but he has been able to accompany her to so many places in just a few hours.

Ni Huan's fingers tightened while pinching the photo, but her face remained silent.

"Do you know who the woman who went on a blind date with him is? Mo Li, the biological sister of the upstart of Haishi City."

Ni Huan carefully chewed this sentence and asked with a smile: "Then why did one surname Han and the other surname Mo?"

She raised her eyes and found Chu Yao looking at her expressionlessly.

Ni Huan's smile dissipated and looked at him with an expressionless face.

His eyes swept around and fell on his clothes again.

Chu Yao looked at her alert look and suddenly curled his lips and smiled.

He didn't laugh often, and often had a cold face, so that Ni Huan almost forgot how beautiful Chu Yao was when he really laughed.

The winter snow melts, and the scorching sun is in the sky, dazzling.

It is really not an exaggeration to describe him.

It immediately brought Ni Huan's memory back to high school.

"I'm not as useless as you, and I still carry a recorder with me."

Chu Yao looked into her bag and obviously guessed something.

Ni Huan felt that she was a little bit of a big deal. If the person in front of her really wanted to do something to her, she would not be able to avoid it.

She simply let go of her posture and was chatting like an old friend.

"Don't you help your sister to relieve my crisis?"

Chu Yao sneered, "Sister? Did I recognize her?"

His tone was arrogant and unrestrained.

Ni Huan didn't speak for a short time and her eyes returned to the stack of photos in her hand.

"Does Chen Zhiyan know that you have someone staring at him?"

"I know someone is staring at him, but he doesn't know that it's mine."

Ni Huan nodded, pulled out a photo and put it in his fingertips, turned around and said in a cold voice, "Don't he have a fiancée? Why are he still going on a blind date?"

The man's long and narrow black eyes were so deep that it could drip out of water: "I know he has a fiancée, so you can go up."

Ni Huan's movements froze, and then returned the photo to Chu Yao, "This is my business."

She raised her chin and pointed behind Chu Yao.

"Here, your girlfriend is here."

Chu Yao didn't look back, his tone was low: "She is not..."

"Oh," Ni Huan interrupted him, "I forgot to remind you in a hurry. She pointed to her neck and said, "Remember to wipe the lipstick."

After saying that, he smiled friendly at Tao Rou, and bypassed Chu Yao and drove.

Chu Yao exhaled heavily and grabbed Ni Huan's right arm, "Is he still driving if he is injured?"

Ni Huan pulled his arm back hard: "Yes."

Chu Yao's arm was hanging in the air, pondering for a few seconds, and suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

Ni Huan paused.

"If that day... don't take it to your heart."

The man's voice is low and hoarse, and he is a little embarrassed to pretend to be cold and awkward.

She turned around, "What are you saying...I don't remember."

After saying that, he opened the car door, sat in, and left quickly.

——

Chu Yao was stunned for a while. When he was about to leave, he remembered Tao Rou standing in the distance. He wiped his neck with disgust, and his voice was cold and lingering.

"Please keep your mouth in mind, what you should say and what you shouldn't say, you know in your heart. I will make money into your account, and from now on, don't appear in front of me again."

——

On the way back, Ni Huan had a whim and went around to the gate of the Ninth Middle School.

This was once the most prosperous street in Jiangcheng City.

Time flies.

Now, it has fallen behind to the point where it is necessary to demolish.

Ni Huan sat in the car, staring at the familiar street outside the window with her eyes stunned.

The long-standing sycamore trees are still there, the light green benches are still there, the dense green flower beds are still there, and the cool and elegant purple corridor is still there.

But the crowds that were once crowded with people were no longer there, the laughter and joy of the past were no longer there, and the sweat shed in the ignorant period of youth was no longer there.
To be continued...