When Duanmu Zhengjie came home, Duanmu Zhenghao just came back.

What happened tonight hit him so hard that Duanmu Zhenghao didn't notice Duanmu Zhengjie's abnormality.

When he came back, he ran to Duanmu Zhengjie and said, "Sister, do you know what happened tonight?"

Duanmu Zhengjie took a blank piece of paper and shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Tonight we received an anonymous report in the bureau, saying that someone in a bar was suspected of illegal trading, and some seniors in the bureau went with the idea that they would rather be mistaken and not let go...

I brought back a group of people, maybe twenty or thirty. "

Duanmu Zhenghao recalled.

"Well." Duanmu Zhengjie unfolded and closed the paper in his hand, playing absentmindedly.

Pause—

"Bian Yingning?" Duanmu Zhengjie said it for him.

Duanmu Zhenghao has big eyes: "Sister, how do you know?"

Duanmu Zhengjie smiled.

Duanmu Zhenghao didn't wait for her to reply, his sister must have her own information chain.

"You don't know how surprised I was when I saw her, I thought she was just a good woman, I didn't expect her to do this kind of thing, doesn't she feel dirty?"

become like this.

"Shut up." Duanmu Zhengjie scolded as soon as Duanmu Zhenghao finished speaking.

Duanmu Zhenghao was startled, and he didn't believe his ears.

"Sister?"

"You don't know the truth, don't talk about others."

Duanmu Zhengjie did not apologize, she said lightly.

Since he grew up, Duanmu Zhengjie never said a harsh word to him, Duanmu Zhenghao frowned: "I don't know the truth of the matter, that matter is in front of me. , we still have pictures there."

They usually take pictures and record them as some evidence when they move.

"According to the seniors, when they entered, she was still holding a small leather whip... Forget it, I really can't go on..."

"I told you to shut up, didn't you hear?" The disgust on Duanmu Zhenghao's face stung Duanmu Zhengjie, and she repeated it with a cold face.

The shock on her body made Duanmu Zhenghao dare not say a word again.

Duanmu Zhenghao looked back at her.

"Don't speak ill of Bian Yingning." Duanmu Zhengjie left the last sentence and returned to his room.

Duanmu Zhenghao's expression changed, and only then did he realize that there might be something happening quietly that he didn't know about.

…

Duanmu Zhengjie, who had returned to the room, looked at the letter that originally had writing but now it was blank, and the fire in her heart was about to burn herself out.

Nangong Jin?

Is it really him.

Small ants.

How dare you fight against her Duanmu family.

I heard too many stories of ants destroying river banks.

…

In the middle of the night, Duanmu Zhengjie, who finally fell asleep, frowned even in his sleep.

She went back to last night in a trance.

When she went to that bar.

She wanted herself not to go, but she couldn't control herself.

She just arrived at the door with a bodyguard.

A little girl came over with a balloon and said to give it to her, she took it, the thread under the balloon was wrapped in a circle of paper.

There are only three words on it, but they are warning her.

"One."

So she had to go in by herself.

In order to hide her eyes and ears, she also wore a sunglasses mask.

When she got to door 305, she knocked on the door.

As soon as the door opened, she was dragged in.

The two men looked at her quietly and poured her a glass of wine.

She didn't know the other party's intention, and she didn't dare to drink.

Time passes silently.

until she asks who sent them, for what purpose, and for what they want.

Slowly, Duanmu Zhengjie realized that the other party was stalling for time.

She got up and wanted to go but was pulled, and she began to entangle with the two.

Dizzy.

She was dragged to the bedside. At that moment, she had countless guesses in her mind, why the two had an infectious disease and wanted to destroy her.

She arranged for some bodyguards to sneak into the bar as customers and said that she would come in directly if she did not hear from her within 10 minutes of entering the private room, but she never waited for them to come .

As she struggled, there was a knock on the door.

Before she had time to raise hope in her heart, the excitement of the two people beside her was visible to the naked eye.

My heart began to sink again.

This feeling of not knowing the purpose of the other party is too weak.

A person ran to open the door excitedly, and as the door was kicked open, a person she never expected appeared in front of her.

Even though she couldn't beat two people, she easily managed them.

She told herself to hide.

But there is nowhere to hide in the room.

The visitor looked at the window.

She asked herself if she was afraid.

Scared.

Don't be afraid of being fake.

But she has no choice.

Drawing the curtain, she opened the window.

Fortunately, they were on the 3rd floor, and there was no anti-theft net. Unfortunately, they were on the 3rd floor and she couldn't go down.

There is a small eaves under the window, which is used for the outdoor unit of the air conditioner on the floor below.

The bottom is very high, below is the corner between several buildings, it is very dirty, or four corners.

With a muffled sound, she fell heavily to the ground.

There is a lot of **** in the corners of the buildings, small wooden boards, bricks, food packaging bags, takeaway boxes after eating...

She smashed into the garbage, hitting the corner of the brick with the back of her head.

No pain.

She felt no pain, her whole body seemed to be paralyzed.

When she saw herself, she couldn't rest her eyes, and the dark red blood stained the place under her.

Duanmu Zhengjie suddenly opened his eyes in his sleep.

She was in her own room, lying on a familiar and comfortable bed, just now everything was fake.

Yes, fake, she knows.

Because she stepped on it.

Even if she didn't step on it, the hand that held her was as slender and soft as hers, but it gave her a strong sense of security and strength.

She held herself tightly until she stepped securely on the raised eaves.

She said:

"Don't be afraid, don't think, don't listen."

"Just wait, wait for someone to leave, someone will come to you."

She listened to her.

All kinds of noises in the house, she didn't care, she just controlled herself to stand there firmly, with her hands clinging to the window sill above.

The window was closed and the curtains were drawn, but she still heard the sentence: "Take it away..."

I didn't make her wait for a long time, or it may be that she has no concept of the passage of time, she feels that it will not be long.

Soon, two or three people came in and pulled her up, and there were even people who followed her on the floor below, and many quilts were thrown to the ground, making perfect preparations for her .

…

Duanmu Zhengjie took a sip of water and lay back again.

This time, she had another dream.

A dream.

…

Ouyang Fei hurried home and threw herself into the sofa as soon as she entered the door, her expression solemn and disbelieving.

Shang Qingfen, who was watching the pole dancing video on the sofa, put the tablet away subconsciously.

"What's the matter, didn't you go to Bian's house tonight to talk about bidding?" Shang Qinghui asked suspiciously.

Why does my mother look frightened.

"What's the matter with the Bian lion's big mouth?" Shang Qinghui asked.

"Auntie, pour me a cup of hot tea." Ouyang Fei first said to the servant aunt next to her.

Shang Qingfen frowned: "What happened?"

"You...you usually meet Bian Yingning, what kind of person do you think she is?"

This is the question.

Shang Qing huddled on the sofa, wearing a white pajamas with some short fluff, and various pink fruit patterns on it, the whole person looked very good.

Shang Qingfen gave her a strange look.

"Bian Yingning..." Shang Qingfen thought for a while: "It's good."

Ouyang Fei was taken aback.

"Good?"

She can't be dreaming, she used to be like a fried dolphin every time she mentioned Bian Yingning, but now she actually says - "very, good, good"?

"How come it's fine?" Ouyang Fei became anxious.

I say she's fine now, and you're starting to feel dissatisfied again? "

Ouyang Fei was at a loss for words.

After a while, I found the word again: "I used to think that it was a girl... Besides, everyone has this identity, it doesn't matter if you have a big temper or a bad temper.

It's just that I didn't expect her to be... Harmful, it's my misunderstanding, you should have less contact with her in the future. "

Shang Qinghui squinted to look at Ouyang Fei: "Women are annoying, they are always the same. What happened, what kind of riddle? It's annoying to cover up troubles!"

Ouyang took another sip of tea: "I was at Bian's house just now, and I heard your aunt Bian answering the phone, as if saying something... Where is Bian Yingning going to play ducks, just bumped into the police to sweep the yellow , and was taken away.

I don't know if she is still at the police station, but she should be brought out. "

Shang Qing raised his eyelids, and the whole person froze on the spot.

Ouyang Fei continued: "I never thought she would be such a girl...

What is the status of her Bian family? What kind of man do you want, you don't just rush your fingers, how do you do this..."

Although there are many rich wives in the circle who make ducks, but a master mistress like Ouyang Fei absolutely despises these.

Shang Qingfen couldn't help but think back to Bian Yingning she saw at night.

She looked so embarrassed at that time, as if she was going to die in the next second, as if she was abandoned there by the whole world.

Why will she be…

Shang Qingfen squeezed out a sentence: "You heard it wrong, it's impossible..."

Didn't she get entangled with Duanmu Zhengjie last time?

Ouyang Fei retorted angrily: "How could you have misheard, when your Aunt Bian heard the news, she stood up in fright, and Uncle Bian was so angry that she patted the sofa several times.

It embarrassed me and your dad... Forget it, don't think about it, it's really bad luck. Your dad is going directly to the company now. I don't know if he plans to eat that project alone.

I originally thought Bian Yingning was pretty good, and the Bian family should be pretty good in her hands in the future, but now that she looks like this, let's say goodbye. "