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

I don’t know if Pang Wenkui did it intentionally. Taking He Chongtian into the ward together meant revealing the secret of his immortality to him.

If she didn't take him in, she and He Chongtian would definitely have an estrangement and dispute.

If the two of them rush in together, the secret may be exposed.

Now it is no longer whether the old dragon head sees He Chongtian, but whether Chen Xiangyin wants him to see him.

He Chongtian's face was extremely dark.

Chen Xiangyin reached out and shook his forearm, "I will explain to you, but now is not the time."

"So? Do you allow me to go in with you?" He Chongtian asked in a questioning tone.

He revealed the most unknown side of his heart, told her his purpose and his hard work.

She should understand what he had to do to find answers and find clues.

What kind of secret does Chen Xiangyin have that he still wants to hide from him at this juncture?

What is she afraid of?
Or did she never trust him at all?
Chen Xiangyin's voice interrupted his thoughts: "Do you believe me?"

He sneered into the sky, "Do you believe me?"

"I believe it!" Chen Xiangyin looked up at him sincerely and replied with utmost sincerity and solemnity.

He Chongtian looked at her, his dark and clear almond eyes full of embarrassment. He couldn't bear to see her pitiful expression and looked away.

"If you trust me, don't be afraid that I will know your secret. No matter what it is, you don't have to guard against me."

Chen Xiangyin paused for half a second, "Now is not the time. I will tell you later. If you believe me, just let me go alone."

She and He Chongtian had only known each other for half a year. Even though she couldn't help but be crazy, and even though they were born and died together many times, she still didn't dare to say it. There were many reasons that she couldn't figure out at the moment.

He Chongtian's heart kept sinking.

Chen Xiangyin called his name again, with a unique way of articulating words that was particularly charming, and with an extremely gentle tone, which could confuse people's hearts for no reason.

"He Chongtian, trust me, I will do my best to help you ask what you want to know."

Her slender hands held his arms and followed his gaze, making him look at her sincere almond eyes with water.

He Chongtian tensed his jaw and pursed his lips into a line. If he wanted to, no one here could stop him from rushing into the ward.

but……

"You go in for a quarter of an hour. If you can't ask me what I want to know, you come out and I go in."

Chen Xiangyin was no longer greedy for more. She couldn't delay any longer. She suddenly stood up on her tiptoes and placed a crisp and loud kiss on He Chongtian's cheek. Then she turned and ran towards the ward.

He Chongtian stared blankly at Chen Xiangyin's figure disappearing at the end of the corridor, and raised his hand to lightly touch the small patch of numbness on his cheek.

He had just left his fate entirely to a woman he had known for less than half a year.

If something goes wrong...

After decades of hard work and painstaking efforts by his mother to cultivate him, his deeply hidden life experience, his firm goal since he could remember, the days and nights he endured inhuman training with all his life, every death of Ruo Sheyuan Bing was calculated by the agency. Escape...will be in vain.

But he couldn't let the agarwood cause the water in his eyes to fall.

He once used her trust to use cardamom powder to cut off Liu Ze.

This time, it can't be done.

He Chongtian clenched his fists and leaned against the wall, sitting there waiting for death and feeling confused.

He could only trust Chen Xiangyin.

Chen Xiang was introduced to the ward and was shocked by the luxurious decoration and high-end facilities in front of him.

Five-star hotels are nothing more than that. Money can really make things work.

There was even a faint smell of Chinese medicine lingering in the air. It must have been Ying Weize, the old Chinese medicine doctor He Chongtian mentioned, who had cooked the medicine. At this time, Pang Wenkui was deep in the thick mattress, thin and weak, wearing an oxygen mask, and his face was as gray as a dead man.

Pang Xianshun was lying beside the bed crying.

"Here we come..." Pang Wenkui's weak voice was as suppressed as hay being trampled, slightly broken.

Chen Xiangyin still felt fear when facing him again, which was a primitive reaction from deep inside.

"If you have anything to say, say it quickly." Chen Xiangyin didn't get too close.

Pang Wenkui first said to Pang Xianshun: "Xianshun, don't cry, it will hurt your health. Grandpa can't watch you get married and have children. I was strict with you before because I was afraid that you would go astray and that your bad habits would harm your body." It's really too big. You have to take the tonic I asked someone to bring you..."

At this time, Pang Wenkui showed his kindness. If you didn't know what he had done before, this scene would have looked very touching and painful.

Pang Xianshun nodded heavily, "Grandpa, your will has been handed over to the lawyer... Wuwuwu... Don't worry, I will take care of Qinglong Group for you. As long as Qinglong Group is around, grandpa, your spirit will last forever. !”

Agarwood passed the tip of her tongue over her teeth. She thought it was funny but couldn't laugh. It was too embarrassing.

Pang Wenkui smiled gratifiedly, "My dear, grandpa doesn't ask you to have a successful career, he only wants you to be healthy. I have already taken care of everything that needs to be explained. Xianshun, you go out first, and I will have a chat with Miss Shen."

Pang Xianshun stood up, wiped his face with his sleeves, sobbed twice, took out the detoxifying and aphrodisiac tonic given by Master Gao Tian from his pocket, swallowed it in one gulp, and left the ward.

Chen Xiangyin folded her arms and showed an unnatural defensive state. "Is there anything important you want to tell me?" As she said that, she took out her mobile phone and checked the time.

The wrinkles were deep, and Pang Wenkui's face was lifeless, like a lamp that was about to go out.

"Miss Shen, I'm sorry."

"What?" Chen Xiang thought he had misheard.

Pang Wenkui was seen smoothing his trembling palms, as if looking for the last trace of strength.

He sat up from the bed with difficulty. Every little movement seemed like he was fighting against death. He tried his best to find support, gasping for breath quickly and weakly.

"Pang Wenkui, why did you imprison me? How did you learn my secret?"

"Bang -" Pang Wenkui was exhausted and rolled over from the bed and fell to the ground. It sounded like his bones were broken.

Pang Wenkui pursed his lips tightly and looked resolutely. He used his last energy to crawl and slowly knelt on the ground.

There was a dull sound, very thick, and Pang Wenkui kowtowed to Agarwood on the ground one after another.

"I'm sorry..." His voice was filled with old tears and remorse, "I'm really sorry for doing that to you."

Chen Xiang's head buzzed, and he was stunned by the impact that happened in front of him.

Pang Wenkui made a clumsy noise, his forehead covered with dust and blood, "I am already a dead man, and before I die, I realize that all I have ever wanted in my life is vain. I'm sorry... Miss Shen, I'm sorry... When I was young, I had evil intentions and listened to the instigation and brainwashing of others. Trying to live forever is stupid..."

Pang Wenkui's forehead rested on the ground and his weak neck slumped, looking like he was going to die at any moment.

Chen Xiangyin didn't bother to accept his apology, let alone listen to his confession: "Who instigated you? How did you know about me..." She lowered her voice, "My secret?"

Pang Wenkui gasped, and there was a rustling sound in his throat, "The person who organized this was the master of a Taoist temple called Yongshou Palace, named Li Daoguang... I don't know how he learned about your immortality... "

Chen Xiangyin looked at the time again, seven minutes had passed, "How much do you know about He Chongtian's life experience?"

Pang Wenkui kept making strange noises, which was a sign of death.

"He He……"

Chen Xiangyin said anxiously: "After you finish speaking, don't stutter! Be careful if you die and go to hell for an extra five hundred years! What was the shocking case that was blocked in his childhood in 1995?!"

"Miss Shen...you must forgive me..."

Pang Wenkui let out a sigh of relief, exhausted all his strength, and fell to the ground.

The agarwood caused the brain to go blank and the heart to rise to the throat.

Pang Wenkui is dead.