Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

Qin Chengcheng shook her head vigorously, her voice tinged with sobs. "I, I don't know, I really don't remember! "Yes, I just woke up this morning. I felt like I had a terrible dream, but I can't remember it now."    

    

Tears rolled down Qin Chengcheng's face, making her feel even more pained. "Director Shen, please believe me. Not only can I not remember what happened in the past few days, I can't even remember what happened before September 20th."    

    

Qin Chengcheng's tears caused Shen Yinbing to be at a loss of what to do. She quickly took out a stack of tissues and handed them over, saying gently, "Teacher Qin, don't be in such a hurry. Try to think about it, see if you can think of anything. "    

    

Taking a tissue to wipe the tears off her face, Qin Chengcheng shook her head vigorously, "I can't think of anything, I can't think of anything at all! Director Shen, I'm not lying to you, I really don't remember that I went out with Gao Fei before.    

    

"Ai, how about you go to the hospital and check it out?"    

    

Shen Yinbing was stunned for a long time before sighing softly. She picked up the small bag on the table and walked towards the door.    

    

When she opened the door, Shen Yinbing turned around and saw Qin Chengcheng still sitting there, her shoulders shrugging.    

    

"Director Shen, you're not eating here anymore?"    

    

Seeing Shen Yinbing walk down the stairs alone, Lao Wang, who was making a phone call, quickly put down the phone and came over to greet her.    

    

Previously, after Lao Wang was expelled by Shen Yinbing, he almost lost his confidence in surviving. But now, he didn't dare to complain to Director Shen at all. Maybe he would have to call her Lady Boss one day.    

    

"No, Lao Wang, find someone to take care of Teacher Qin. She's not in a stable mood."    

    

Shen Yinbing smiled and walked out of the restaurant without waiting for Lao Wang to say anything.    

    

When she got in the car, she was about to start the engine when she suddenly thought of something. She took out her phone and typed a short message to Zhang Wenwen: "When did class end? Could you please give me a call?"    

    

Before Gao Fei went out on a long journey, he had gone to find Qin Chengcheng at Teachers College. Zhang Wenwen had specially called to tell her about Qin Chengcheng's visit to the hotel last night.    

    

Zhang Wenwen secretly hated Gao Fei not going to Teachers College to find her, but to find Teacher Qin instead. Therefore, after being depressed for a few days, she decided to inform Shen Yinbing: She wants to use Shen Yinbing to beat up Qin Chengcheng and Gao Fei, the adulterous couple!    

    

Shen Yinbing had just finished sending the message and was driving out of the parking lot when her cell phone rang: Zhang Wenwen called back.    

    

As soon as she picked up the phone, Zhang Wenwen asked excitedly, "Director Shen, did you go to the Zi Hao hotel to catch the thief last night?"    

    

When Shen Yinbing heard the child say the word 'adultery,' she subconsciously frowned and ignored him. She said indifferently, "Just now, I spoke to Teacher Qin."    

    

Zhang Wenwen immediately asked, "How did that disrespectful Teacher Qin explain it to you?"    

    

"She said, she can't remember anything. She can't remember that Gao Fei went to find her, much less what she did from that day until now."    

    

"What?"    

    

After hearing Shen Yinbing's words, Zhang Wenwen exclaimed, "She said she can't remember? F * ck, isn't this reason too lousy? Do you believe me? "    

    

"I don't believe you, but there's no other way. "Alright, Wenwen, I have a call coming in. Hang up first. We'll talk when we have time."    

    

After cutting off the call with Zhang Wenwen, Shen Yinbing picked up the phone: it was Jiao Enzo.    

    

Jiao Enzo told her over the phone that the preparation for the Racetrack competition had been completed. It would be open for business on the 16th of this month. However, as the time for Racetrack was approaching, a few small, objective problems appeared, and he had to ask her to go over personally when he had the time.    

    

The Racetrack that was about to be officially opened was the most important part of Shen Yinbing's work. Even if it was just an objective small reason, she had still personally experienced it.    

    

Thus, after she answered Jiao Enzo's call, Shen Yinbing replied that she was going to rush to Racetrack immediately.    

    

Just as Shen Yinbing hung up the phone and was about to turn left at the intersection ahead to head to the Southern Mountain, she didn't realize that in the distance, there was a pair of eyes filled with hostility was staring straight at her from inside a black Buick car.    

    

It was late autumn, and the days were getting shorter and shorter. Before seven o'clock, the stars were blinking in the sky.    

    

In the early hours of the morning, the grass by the roadside had already turned slightly white.    

    

The night wind also had a bone-piercing coldness. It was the season of good wind.    

    

The wind in the early morning was not very strong, about the level five wind. As it blew through the forest, it caused the yellow leaves on the trees to sway, as if even the street lamps were starting to give off a dim yellow light.    

    

Southern Mountain were still lush and dense, and on the wide road, no one drove past for a long time.    

    

Compared to the daytime in summer, the Southern Mountain right now seemed somewhat desolate.    

    

The wind was getting stronger and stronger. It carried a few leaves and floated past the walls of Beishan Group and Racetrack and landed on Lao Lee's face.    

    

Lao Lee was one of Racetrack's security captains. He had already worked in Beishan Group for four years and could be considered to be someone Director Shen trusted. That was why he was reassigned to this side.    

    

Tonight, Lao Lee was on duty.    

    

Including him, there were a total of eight security guards tonight, divided into four groups, and patrolled around in four different directions of Racetrack.    

    

"F * ck, how could this be happening? The wind is already so cold."    

    

Lao Lee, who was wearing a coat, lifted up his hand to open the leaves that flew in front of him. Then, he turned around to ask Xiao Wang who was behind him with half closed eyes: "Kid, do you have a cigarette? I'm out of it. "    

    

"Captain Li, this is a haystack. If you want to smoke, go south."    

    

Little Wang yawned, took out a box of generals from her pocket and threw it over.    

    

"Tsk, do I need you to tell me about this little bit of common sense?"    

    

Lao Lee took the cigarette, took one out and put it in his mouth, but did not light it up: [Little Wang is right, this is a haystack. If there had been a fire here, the northeasterly wind would have carried the fire out to the south and west, to the galleries.    

    

There were thirty-two purebred Eagle Britain horse races on the horses.    

    

Lao Lee has heard from Deputy Director Jiao (Jiao Enzo), do not underestimate these dozens of horse racing, they are worth tens of millions, more expensive than people.    

    

Little Wang smiled. When she inadvertently turned her head, her pupils dilated and her entire body turned ice-cold.    

    

"Little Wang, I heard Big Lao Liu say that you went home to make a blind date yesterday? How is that girl of yours, is she even comparable to our foreign girl in the Ma Clan? "Ha, ha, ha."    

    

Lao Lee smiled vulgarly as he turned around to ask Xiao Wang, "Hey, what are you looking at? Ah!"    

    

Before Lao Lee could finish his words, he saw a bunch of flames, which was burning from the northeast side of the grass farm, suddenly jump up, like a venomous snake baring its fangs and brandishing its claws!    

    

Only then did Little Wang recover from her shock and screamed, "Fire! "Fire, fire!"    

    

At the same time, Lao Lee picked up the whistle hanging around his neck and blew it vigorously.    

    

The whistling sound was shrill and piercing to the ears …    

    

It was around one thirty in the morning, and within the Hospital of Qianfo Mountain intensive care unit, a burst of urgent ringing sounds woke Shen Yinbing, who was on the bed.    

    

As if she had a premonition, the moment her phone rang, Shen Yinbing immediately sat up and grabbed it.    

    

Cheng Yang, who was resting on the other bed, suddenly opened her eyes.    

    

Shen Yinbing quickly picked up the phone. Before she could say anything, she heard the sound of people shouting and horses hooting from the other side of the phone, a voice that was close to crying as she screamed in despair, "Director Shen, Director Shen, Racetrack lost in a fire … the horse race is now surrounded by a huge fire!"    

    

With a "pa" sound, the phone slipped out of Shen Yinbing's hand and fell heavily onto the floor, breaking into several pieces.    

    

Cheng Yang immediately jumped down from the bed. "Director Shen, what happened?"    

    

Shen Yinbing's face was deathly pale and her entire body was trembling violently. She looked into Cheng Yang's shining eyes and muttered, "Fire, fire, fire!"    

    

Flames shot up into the sky.    

    

Countless young men and women, dressed in broad Hu clothing, were dancing in the public square with their arms around the bonfire.    

    

On top of the dozens of bonfires, there were oxen 'legs, lambs' legs and even an entire sheep.    

    

Under the bonfire, the lamb leg dripped golden oil. Every time it was rotated, the oil would drip into the fire, causing the flames to soak up, followed by white salt sprinkling onto it. An alluring fragrance wafted over the square along with the singing.    

    

Not far from the main hall steps were a dozen or so comfortable rattan chairs placed horizontally.    

    

There were two girls standing on either side of each chair. Each of them was holding a silver plate with fruits on it. The other one held a wine jug. The aroma of wine and meat mixed together, giving people a sense of blissfulness and intoxication.    

    

Not all the royal members were sitting on the rattan chairs, there were also Tuoba Qianjun, Huhee Shanyu and a few other military generals who were injured.    

    

A young man was lazily sitting on a rattan chair facing the entrance of the main hall. His body was covered with a snow-white wool blanket, and his feet were on a low couch in front of him. As long as he opened his mouth, the maid beside him would either give him a grape or bring him a wine cup.    

    

The young man was none other than the man who had fought the most against his enemies: Prince Consort King of Loulanguo, Gao Fei.    

    

The bonfire party that he had hosted for two days was for him.    

    

King of Loulan wanted to let Prince Consort see People of Loulanmin's enthusiasm.    

    

Looking at the jubilant crowd, Emperor's Son-in-law Gao sighed happily. Although the dancing between the young men and women in front of him was not as passionate and eye-catching as the modern dance, it was still more natural and simple.    

    

His happiness was not only to enjoy the original desert dance. The most important thing was that Qin Chengcheng, Tieh Tu, and Ye Xinshang, as well as Commander Mojin and Lao Liu, had all safely left Lou Lan last night.    

    

Emperor's Son-in-law Gao no longer needed to worry about the safety of his brothers and women. He could enjoy People of Loulanmin's passion to his heart's content, and would definitely feel happy.    

    

Sitting on the rattan chair to the left of Gao Fei was King of Loulan.    

    

Her face was still covered by a ferocious bronze mask. However, her eyes, which were hidden behind the mask, occasionally glanced at Gao Fei.    

    

Sitting to the left of King of Loulan was the little prince, Brother Mo.    

    

Right now, the little prince didn't dare to have any prejudice against Emperor's Son-in-law Gao. Although he was arrogant, he was more afraid of his sister. The man that King of Loulan had his eyes on was not someone he could afford to offend.    

    

"Grow my long life … Oh my god, raise my Qilian Mountain, I'm willing to use flowers …"    

    

Amidst the joyous singing, two Lou Lan warriors brought a roasted lamb to King of Loulan. They knelt on one knee and sang, "My respected Her Majesty The Queen, please enjoy the most delicious lamb worshipped by my people. Please lead us to a more popular life according to the will of the Longevity Day."