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The corpses recovered from Clear Water Bay can only prove Yao Chen's guilt, but not his guilt - there is no evidence.

For Yao Chen, this incident has no impact, except that he will have to find another place to dispose of the body in the future. The police installed many cameras in the Clearwater Bay area, bringing Clearwater Bay into the scope of city surveillance.

Jiang Ye buried his friend's body and swore in front of his tomb that Yao Chen would be brought to justice.

When he calls the mysterious man, his phone is always turned off. He knew in his heart that if that person didn't take the initiative to contact him, he would have no way to contact him. He could only hope to receive another call from that person and give him more information so that he could grab strong evidence.

Unfortunately, there has never been one. That number lay quietly in the address book and never rang again.

Han Yanyan's life next to Yao Chen is very peaceful and peaceful.

She studies at school and after school. Most of the classmates are looking for jobs, and a few are studying for the postgraduate entrance examination like her. The classmates vaguely knew that Han Yanyan had a rich boyfriend this year, and he drove him to and from school, sometimes in a sports car, sometimes in a limousine. Sometimes the person cannot come in person, but a driver will drive to pick him up.

Han Yanyan's dress and aura are also different from before. The once simple girl is now noble and glamorous, promoted to the level of a goddess.

The boys all lamented that as graduation approaches, the girls have changed so much - they have abandoned their simplicity and begun to worship money.

People like Han Yanyan and Sanhu couldn't get along, but they were like a fish in water on another occasion.

If there is a formal business occasion, Yao Chen will ask Han Yanyan to be his female companion. He originally just wanted her to be a companion vase. She was beautiful and gorgeous, so it would be very honorable to take her out. Who would have thought that Han Yanyan seemed to be born for this kind of occasion. The people who only lowered their eyes and said nothing in Jinhao's private room listened intently on these occasions, and occasionally interjected, always in a clever way, and there was something meaningful in their words that made people identify with them.

She does not look like a student who has not really entered the society, but like a veteran with many years of business experience.

After all, Miss Han has received elite education since she was a child. When she was fourteen or fifteen years old, her eldest father took her to the conference room to observe. By the time she was eighteen, she had already worked hard in all the grassroots departments of the group.

Yao Chen was quite surprised and surprised.

When he reached this stage where he was eager to transform and go ashore, he met Han Yanyan, and he always felt that God was caring for him. He said to Han Yanyan: "How about you come over and help me."

Han Yanyan’s heart skipped a beat, her heart sank, and she refused: “I’m too tired to review now, let’s wait until the postgraduate entrance examination is over.”

If this was the first world, she would definitely be eager to go to him and complete the task. But after experiencing two worlds, Han Yanyan felt that these worlds tempered her.

Her heart is no longer so restless, and her emotions are no longer so intense.

Sometimes she even felt that when she and Yao Chen were together, it was like they were following a slowly serialized article. The plot doesn't make much progress. The author is very unscrupulous and spends his days doing nothing.

In this daily life, she learns from her and Yao Chen makes money from him. She makes time to go to the gym every day to exercise. She would often watch the movements in the fighting area in the gym, watching the movements of those people's fists, and knocking them down over and over again in her mind.

But she never really walked in once. In this world, female student Han Yanyan should not have any force value.

She can only play with throwing knives. There is a target in Yao Chen's basement. The handles of his knives are sharper than the last. When he is free, he will spend several hours polishing the blades of those knives.

Throwing knives are much more powerful than most people imagine.

Even if Han Yanyan restrained her strength and threw it, the knife could stick firmly on the target and would not fall off. Yao Chen's knife is very powerful, always piercing the heart, and the knife has no handle.

He taught her step by step. Perhaps because he had practiced swordsmanship in the apocalypse, Han Yanyan got started quickly.

Yao Chen always felt that Han Yanyan was like a woman specially prepared for him. If he polished her a little, he could always find new brilliance in her again and again.

Han Yanyan took a stressful exam at the end of the year.

Yao Chen said: "I feel relieved now."

Han Yanyan said with a smile: "It's just temporary. It would be really relaxing if you fail the exam, otherwise, you have to prepare for the re-examination."

Things like endorsements and exams have always made Yao Chen feel sore. It was rare to see Yao Chen's expression like this, and Han Yanyan couldn't stop laughing.

"However, the results will not be announced until after New Year's Day, and it will be at least three months before the re-examination. I can relax a little bit," she said.

"That's okay." Yao Chen said.

Yao Chen took her to travel abroad. On the mountain top and under the sea, they are like a real couple.

But they left few photos. Yao Chen always avoided taking photos, and Han Yanyan never thought of taking photos of the two of them.

The laughter and love on the mountain top and under the sea only left a shadow in Yao Chen's heart.

New Year's Day has passed since returning to China. The January results are out. Han Yanyan has passed the exam. She will retake the exam at the end of March.

"I have to study hard again." She lamented.

Yao Chen was very happy and wanted to serve her with wine to celebrate. Han Yanyan held her forehead and stopped him forcibly: "There is still a re-examination!"

"Okay, let's celebrate after passing the retest." Yao Chen said this and bought her expensive jewelry as a reward.

Han Yanyan kept the jewelry in a jewelry box and rarely wore it. After Yao Chen noticed it, he felt that the boss was boring.

He always buys her clothes, bags, shoes, and cosmetics. This is a routine for dealing with women. Although it is a bit vulgar, 99% of women cannot handle such vulgar purchases. But at this moment, Yao Chen suddenly realized that he seemed to have never figured out what Han Yanyan liked.

When Yao Chen goes home every day, he often sees Han Yanyan sitting at his desk reviewing. There were still earphones in her ears. He once picked up her earphones and listened. They were all in incomprehensible foreign language, like the language of birds.

Yao Chen went to take a shower in a daze, and Han Yanyan turned on the screen, cut off the foreign language audio, and closed the monitoring software.

A lot of monitoring, most of it is useless information, but after all, some useful information will occasionally be collected.

The phone number that Jiang Ye had been waiting for for more than half a year and had almost forgotten appeared on his phone again.

This time, the police accurately destroyed an underground casino in Yao Chen.

When people wander in the world, there are always ups and downs. It's not that Yao Chen can't afford to lose, but the police fought so beautifully in this battle, which made him and his brothers very angry.

Ordinary men can easily go crazy after drinking several cups of yellow soup, let alone these men with blood on their hands. Sanhu dragged a princess to the sofa and **** her until she howled and screamed repeatedly.

Yao Chen was originally smoking and thinking about how the police got the information, but then the princess screamed so painfully that it disturbed his thoughts. He turned his head and looked at the miserable scene on the sofa, suddenly feeling disgusted.

That night Yao Chen didn't go home until midnight, and there was a light at home.

The sound of the door closing woke up Han Yanyan who was asleep on the sofa. She stood up in a daze and the books on her body fell to the ground. She is about to retake the exam and has been reviewing intensively recently.

She rubbed her eyes and put on her slippers to meet him. Her hair was a little disheveled, and her pajamas looked soft and comfortable.

Yao Chen felt that there were two different worlds before going home and after going home.

He couldn't tell which one he belonged to, or which one he liked more.

"Back?" Han Yanyan yawned slightly. The voices he spoke were all soft, with a sense of lack of strength unique to a sleepy state.

She stepped forward to help him take off his clothes.

There is half a lipstick mark on the collar of Yao Chen's suit. Yao Chen could see everything clearly, but Han Yanyan seemed not to see it.

The other half, Yao Chen guessed, should be on the shirt collar. He couldn't see it, but Han Yanyan definitely could.

But Han Yanyan didn't seem to see anything. She covered her mouth with her hands and yawned and said, "I'm so sleepy. I'm going to bed. You should go to bed early too." After that, she turned around and left.

I don’t know whether it was because of the casino incident or because he drank too much, but Yao Chen suddenly became angry.

He grabbed Han Yanyan, staggered her, and pulled her back.

"Han Yanyan, are you blind? Can't you see this?" Yao Chen pointed to the spot on his collar where the lipstick should be.

Han Yanyan was stunned at first, then her expression faded, and she said nonchalantly: "So what if I saw it, aren't you always like this?"

Yao Chen felt that he was really fed up with Han Yanyan's "indifferent" attitude.

"It's always been like this, and you don't even ask a question?" Yao Chen became even more angry, "You don't care about me at all, do you?"

Han Yanyan looked at him with dark eyes and asked softly: "If I ask one more question, can you stop being like this?"

Yao Chen was speechless.

Even when he was with Han Yanyan, Yao Chen always had a life of entertainment and entertainment. Occasionally there would be scratches on his back left by other women when they were in love, but Han Yanyan never asked a question.

Yao Chen felt relaxed before.

But now he feels angry. He finally had enough of her "light" emotions, which made him bored and disgusted.

He wanted to see her laugh, cry, and get angry. He remembered that he once tried to **** her, and she cried like she was crying, kicking and biting him. In her earliest days, she had been angry and resistant to him.

They were gone later. None since she followed him.

Han Yanyan shook off his hand and said calmly: "You are drunk, go to bed early." She turned and went upstairs.

Yao Chen stared at her thin back, malice welling up in his heart. Sanhu hurt a princess with such malice.

In his heart, Yao Chen is the same person as San Hu. After all, they had a friendship that was cut through knives, shed blood, and ended in death. How can we be brothers who are destined to be brothers if we don't share the same temperament?

Yao Chen unbuttoned his shirt and ran up the stairs.

Han Yanyan was picked up by him, dragged into the bedroom, and thrown on the big bed.

Han Yanyan screamed when he forced his way into her unprepared body regardless of her struggle. Because it hurts.

But after that scream, Han Yanyan seemed to have stopped making any sound, and there was no more sound.

"Why don't you cry? Don't scream? You scream!" Yao Chen gasped. The intensity with which he rubbed her body went beyond caressing, almost to the point of abuse.

Han Yanyan gasped in pain, but she didn't cry.

"What's the use of crying?" Her voice was broken, "Anyway, you just want to hurt me."

There was a sigh in her voice, as if she had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Yao Chen froze. Then the army was defeated like a mountain, and it was very shameful.


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