It's cold at night.

The Imperial City held a charity party, and many luxury cars gathered, which was several miles apart, and the traffic was congested.

Not far away, an extended black Bentley slowly drove.

Parking staff wearing plain white gloves opened the car door.

The man stepped onto the red carpet with his slender long legs, and his dark black leather shoes shone brightly under the spotlight.

The man was tall and tall, 1.9 meters tall, all of whom were present. He did not rush to walk the red carpet, but stretched out his hand gracefully. He saw a hand wearing white lace gloves falling into his palm and he held it tightly.

Yun Yiren attended the event with her dressing, and her makeup was not exaggerated, but she was exquisite and noble.

The two of them appeared, surprised all the media present.

The reporters who were filming constantly in the middle of the red carpet almost turned to Shi Qingjiu and Yun Yiren.

The two who were extremely matched appeared in the sight of audiences across the country.

Because it is a large-scale charity party and has attracted much attention from the people of the whole country, it is now broadcasting live.

In the square not far away, the giant screen showed Yun Yiren's beautiful face and Shi Qingjiu's cold and charming handsome face.

The barrage was quickly flooded with the screen...

All major headlines are reports of the appearance of the Shi couple, which almost occupies the entire news and entertainment industry.

Yun Yiren and Shi Qingjiu took a few photos, answered the questions asked by the reporter, and entered the backstage of the banquet.

The charity party was still 10 minutes away, and Shi Qingjiu was surrounded by a group of commercial people. Yun Yiren didn't want to get involved, so she sat alone in the snack area.

It was just that Yun Yiren didn't expect that he would meet two women who attended the old lady's birthday party this time.

The two women didn't seem to want to have too much interaction with her. Yun Yiren blocked her way, "I did something bad and ran away as soon as I saw me?"

"Miss Yun, we didn't say bad things about you behind your back this time. Don't take revenge on purpose and make things difficult for us on such occasions."

"What if I wanted it on purpose?" Yun Yiren approached.

The woman who looks more European and American-oriented, twisted her waist and looked contemptuous, "It's all surveillance, you can only think about it."

Yun Yiren folded her lips, "This charity party was held by Shijia. Even if there is surveillance, do you think the banquet present believe you or me?"

"you……"

Another woman grabbed her, "Miss Yun, you want to ask us, ask, we promise to answer truthfully."

"Lily, why are you doing a kind word in front of this bitch?"

The woman named Lily pulled the European and American women and used her eyes to signal her not to forget what Xin Xiaoyu warned them.

The European and American woman pursed her lips, hugged her arms unwillingly, and stood aside.

Yun Yiren also made it straight to the point, "Did you hear from Xin Xiaoyu that my father was killed?"

Lily nodded and shook her head.

"What do you mean?"

"What else can it mean? Of course I know something but I'm not sure!" European and American women were impatient, "Are you finished asking? Can we leave?"

"Did I ask you? If you want to leave, I will stop you?" Yun Yiren also retorted.

"Okay Ruth." Lily pulled Ruth and refused to let the two argue. "Miss Yun, we are not not telling you, but our memory is vague and not particularly clear."

"Must be confused?"

Lily nodded, "You and Shi Shao got married not long ago, and Xiaoyu pulled us out to get drunk. When we sent Xiaoyu back in the evening, we might have drunk too much forgot films, and I remember it was not very comprehensive."

"If you two have poor alcohol tolerance, you can't send Xin Xiaoyu back, so you are not drunk at all, right?" Yun Yiren asked.

Lily was stunned and looked at Ruth immediately.

Ruth's tone was not kind, "Yun Yiren, we only know that your father was strangled to death anyway. As for whom he strangled to death, we really don't know. If you force yourself to pull this and don't let us go, we can't do anything. After all, if you break the casserole and ask the final question, we don't know."

Yun Yiren did not make things difficult for them anymore and let them leave.

She stood alone in front of the window coffin for a long time, and she did not come back to her senses until a strong masculine aura beside her.

"On the night of your grandmother's birthday, I called you when I returned to the hospital. Why didn't you answer at that time?" Yun Yiren looked at Shi Qingjiu standing in front of him and asked.

"Why did you suddenly ask about this?"

"You answer me."

His eyes became dark, and he didn't know what was going on, and even his voice became hoarse. "I met someone on the road, chatted for a few words, but I didn't pay attention to the phone in the car."

"Is the person I met Yun Fanming?"

Shi Qingjiu didn't say anything, which is the default.

Yun Yiren frowned and hesitated whether to tell him about Shi Xiaobei, but she swallowed it back, "The person who piled up Yun's funds was not my father, but Yun Fanming, right? On the day my father committed suicide, you went to find him."

Shi Qingjiu didn't want to discuss this issue with her, so she leaned into her arms, "Yiyi, since those things have passed, don't talk about them?"

Yun Yiren didn't say anything, she pushed him away slightly, her expression full of loneliness. She did not question her like before, but turned around and left.

Shi Qingjiu followed her, walked to her side, and took the initiative to grab her hand and let her hold his arm.

This move is so skillful that it seems that it has been practiced many times.

Yun Yiren did not break free because the charity banquet had begun and all the visitors had taken their seats.

She found a good seat and sat down with Shi Qingjiu.

The things at the auction are surprisingly expensive, either antiques from the Qing Dynasty palaces or poems by famous people in the Song Dynasty. They are either grand and large works of leading figures in the painting world, or famous watches and gems of rare artworks.

Yun Yiren was not interested, but Shi Qingjiu was very leisurely on the side.

Either she play with her hands, or she rolled her long hair with her fingers and placed it on the tip of her nose to smell it deeply.

Like a pervert, she was not pressed on her.

The media footage has been stuck on the two of them. Yun Yiren always lets him drink and be at peace, but this man is not only not shy away but also blatant, as if he is afraid that others will not know that he is in heat.

Yun Yiren couldn't sit down anymore, and as soon as he got up, he pressed him to sit on his lap, "What are you doing? So many people are watching, why don't you let me go!"

"Since you know that so many people are watching, are you still not honest?"

Yun Yiren is going to be angry to death, and this stinky man did it on purpose.

"Yiyi, I can say that I don't have to beat around the bush in front of me." Shi Qingjiu's lips curled, with fatal temptation.

"Shi Qingjiu, I really didn't realize that you were so thick-skinned before."

"Does Yiyi know now?"

Yun Yiren choked and twisted his arm hard. His biceps were well developed and itchy, as if cotton was hitting him.

"You ask me to sit back in my position. If I don't leave, I will definitely look good." Yun Yiren compromised and had to speak softly.

Shi Qingjiu hugged her waist, "It's great to sit like this, I like it very much."
Chapter completed!