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

Agarwood was at Chenji Baozi Shop early in the morning.

There was a long and noisy queue outside, and she sat in the shop with unlimited supply.

In one bite, the juicy steamed lion head filling is full of meat and melts in your mouth.

Du Hongqiu has the habit of subscribing to newspapers. Not many people still subscribe to newspapers these days. Chen Xiangyin likes old-school media.

The morning light shone through the rear window. Agarwood shook the large newspaper and read today's headlines by the light.

The whole page is about Yunxi Bathing Center, and two more burnt corpses appear. The deceased died of myocardial infarction.

There are two important pieces of information: one is that two people died this time, and the other is that the bathing center was ordered to close.

Du Hongqiu came to see her after finishing his work. There was no one else around, and he affectionately called her Sister Shen.

Chen Xiang frowned and stared at the newspaper repeatedly, "If the bathing center closes down, where will Lin Qiaozhu find someone to kill?"

"Hey...so many people died..." Du Hongqiu stopped talking. Chen Xiangyin told him everything about Qiongfang, his brother and his sister-in-law a hundred years ago.

Don't persuade others to be kind to others without suffering.

"Let me put on your glasses." Chen Xiangyin reached out and took off Du Hongqiu's reading glasses hanging in his pocket and put them on his face.

In an old room, holding a newspaper, wearing reading glasses, sitting with old friends, imagining how it feels to grow old.

After thinking about it for a while, I felt dizzy and dizzy.

"Sister Shen, how is your relationship with He Chongtian recently?"

Du Hongqiu made a tentative question and then continued after seeing that Chen Xiangyin had no special reaction.

"You can ask him to help you instead of doing it yourself."

"That's not okay." Chen Xiangyin immediately refused, "First of all, this is my pleasure. Secondly, I don't want to owe him too much."

Du Hongqiu shook his head in disbelief: "He Chongtian is a qualified and reliable man. There must be someone who listens to you, right?"

Chen Xiangyin knew what he meant. The rest of her life was endless. She should find a partner to rely on and just fall in love like before.

"He is a very deep person, and he may not stab me at any time."

Du Hongqiu slowly moved his index finger, his clear eyes a bit mysterious.

"You said that he took a fatal blow for you several times, and the fate of the world is the greatest. If you are not satisfied once, everyone will deny it. Sister Shen, just suck it."

Chen Xiangyin quickly rolled up the newspaper and lightly hit it on the back of Du Hongqiu's hand.

"Take a hammer, Du Hongqiu, are you free? If you have nothing to do, go to the shop and help me keep an eye on Gu Yunshi's embroidery! You're so stupid!"

"Xiao Gu has a good talent, but Sister Shen, you are impatient. Sigh...everything is confusing. Sister Shen, are you getting old?"

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Agarwood put on an elegant and classic make-up and wore an olive green brocade cheongsam.

The mysterious olive green sets off the agarwood and makes the skin glow white.

Since it is a family banquet, it is not good to be too formal. It is also easy to give people the impression of a vase if it is too glamorous. So restrained and graceful is most suitable.

The raised collar hid half of Bai Shengsheng's slender neck, giving off a lingering charm.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Chen Xiangyin walked three times in front of Chen Xiang and went out.

He Chongtian was waiting against the car door. He was tall and tall, and his loose casual suit made him look a little more unruly.

As they looked at each other, He Chongtian took out the cigarette holder from his mouth, his eyes lingered on her, and there was an intriguing twinkle in his deep, dark eyes.

At a glance, Lao Longtou's residence is surrounded by mountains and rivers. The entire courtyard is vast in all directions, and the walls are too high.

The servants have been waiting at the door for a long time. A gravel path runs through the front yard, and there are several tile-roofed houses more than ten meters away. They are simple but not ordinary.

From the moment he entered, Chen Xiangyin noticed how tight the security in this courtyard was.

There was no blind spot surveillance, and more than a dozen eyes were staring at them. They were the bodyguards patrolling the yard.

The old dragon head really cherishes his life. Chen Xiangyin saw the bright dining room from a distance, and felt a flash of panic in his heart for no reason. He thought he was nervous.

His heart was beating loudly, and his breathing was uneasy and disrupted. His cold fingertips rubbed together helplessly, and were suddenly touched by the man's broad, hot hand, and then the roots of his fingers were clasped.

He Chongtian grabbed her hand and pulled her closer to his arms. Their posture as they walked on the road was a bit ambiguous.

Chen Xiangyin raised his head and saw his lowered and smiling eyes, and the streetlight illuminated his side face beautifully.

After being lost for a moment, his ears felt warm, and his low voice was a bit joking: "There are other times when you are scared?"

Chen Xiangyin pursed her lips and calmed down for a moment before saying, "Why do you look so tall when I'm not a little bird?"

He Chongtian chuckled twice, and Chen Xiangyin obviously felt that he had used some strength to hold his big hand.

"You don't know whether I'm tall or big. Don't be restrained."

Chen Xiangyin didn't respond to him, and the uncomfortable feeling became more and more intense.

In the dining room, when he opened the door, Chen Xiangyin saw the old leader Pang Wenkui.

A face that is so old that it looks disfigured, the whole face seems to be melted, and the eyes are like rusty but blunt knives, which are attractive.

Agarwood makes me breathless and frightened.

She knew that Pang Wenkui stared at her for a long time, until He Chongtian interrupted, dragging the chair closer to Chen Xiangyin and the old faucet opposite the dining table, almost blocking the space between the two.

Chen Xiangyin hid behind the broad shoulders in front of her, responding to the old dragon's greetings to her.

Lao Longtou always smiles, but people can't feel the smile.

At the dining table, there was also a young man, in his early twenties, with a strong body, wearing glasses, a black vest with an exaggerated pattern and a work jacket, thin eyes, swollen eyelids, and a protruding mouth.

Taking advantage of He Chongtian to block her words, Chen Xiang took a deep breath to regulate the inexplicably disordered magnetic field.

After calming down for a while, he looked at the old dragon head again. He was just an ordinary old man, nothing unusual about him.

He Chongtian put one hand on the dining table to hold a cigarette, and the other hand went around the chair behind Chen Xiang and pinched the back of her neck.

With seemingly unintentional actions, Chen Xiangyin felt a strange feeling of peace of mind. The reason why he said it was strange was that there was a tingling feeling in his heart.

The old leader introduced the young man at the table.

"My grandson, Pang Xianshun, has recently returned to China to develop his career. Xiaohe, please help him get familiar with the domestic environment."

Pang Xianshun did not stand up, raised his chin, and stretched out his hand: "Just call me Jason."

This gesture is obviously to ask He Tongtian to stand up and accommodate him to shake hands.

Chen Xiangyin's first reaction was to file him. Just as she was about to stand up, the man next to her reacted faster. He held down her legs, stood up and bent down to hold Pang Xianshun's hand, "Crane reaches the sky."

Even though He Chongtian was neither humble nor arrogant, and acted in an accommodating manner, it seemed that Pang Xianshun was still overwhelmed by He Chongtian.

He's towering height, appearance, and aura are all top-notch. Chen Xiangyin has never seen anyone look good standing next to him.

The old dragon laughed twice: "For the family banquet, be more casual."

Insignificant topics were chatted, and exquisite dishes were served one after another. The dishes were exquisitely presented, but the taste was bland, without oil or salt.

The old leader ate slowly and said, "I'm getting older, so I feel sorry for you young people to accompany me to eat lightly."

Pang Xianshun loudly said: "Don't be wronged. Grandpa should pay more attention to his health as he gets older. As juniors, we can eat whatever we want."

Lao Longtou took a bite of the stewed white radish, his smile froze for a moment, he was not satisfied with Pang Xianshun's answer.

After swallowing slowly, he put down his chopsticks and said in a serious tone: "Xiaohe, Xianshun has just returned to China, and he is worried about leaving it to others. Take him to the various companies and venues under the group to look around and choose the right one. Teach him the ropes in business.”

Chen Xiangyin buried her head in her meal without looking up, but the man beside her was obviously unhappy, she could feel it.

Yes, after working hard and working hard, Zhou Chengwang has a lot of achievements, and Zhou Chengwang is still not cool, and he has a grandson halfway through.

But she didn't have time to worry about He Chongtian now. The aura about the old dragon head that frightened her was definitely not groundless.

I haven't saved my manuscript in the past two days. Baozi, who supports the work, is waiting for me to make up for it in two days. The flag is set!