HCB Chapter 615 Chu Yin is dead
Chapter 615 Chu Yin is dead
Gong Chen raised his eyes to look at Lin Zhiyi who was concentrating on designing, then stood up quietly and walked out of the study.
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, he dialed Li Huan's number.
"What's the matter with plastic surgery?"
"My friend went to check Chu Yin's wound. Chu Yin happened to be looking at Mrs. Bai's photo. She must be worried that Mrs. Bai would harm her. My friend also saw it. He could tell at a glance that Mrs. Bai had had surgery."
"Who performed the surgery on her?" Gong Chen asked.
The sound of papers being flipped came from Li Huan's side.
"My friend said that judging from her implants, they are probably not made in China."
"My friend also said that from the perspective of a plastic surgeon, some parts of her bones didn't need to be changed, but she made changes, which actually made her look more mature."
"This kind of modification is either due to a cosmetic surgery addiction or is intentional. It cannot be a doctor's advice."
"But her changes are the result of years of gradual accumulation. Obviously, she doesn't want people to find out that she has had plastic surgery. So it is most likely the latter."
"I think this might be a starting point. Her face needs constant repair and maintenance, so she must have a regular doctor."
Hearing this, Gong Chen recalled Yang Jingwei's appearance.
She takes very good care of herself and obviously pays more attention to these things than other rich ladies.
"Be careful and don't let anyone find out."
"What's wrong? Did something happen again?" Li Huan noticed something.
Gong Chen told Li Huan about the paintings in the art gallery.
Li Huan was surprised and said, "How many secrets does the Bai family hide? In fact, ever since the Bai family suddenly gave up their domestic industries, I found it very strange. Could it be that there was something wrong with the kidnapping of the old man of the Bai family?"
Gong was silent.
"Don't let anyone else know about this. I remember some of your classmates are staying in foreign hospitals. Find someone to find out secretly. It would be best if someone could get a photo of Mrs. Bai before her plastic surgery."
"Photo?" Li Huan paused and lowered his voice, "You don't think it's... Impossible, the dean knows Mrs. Bai, he can't have mistaken her for someone else."
"I investigated your dean. Although there is nothing wrong with him, his son caused the death of another person due to a surgical error. In the end, both parties reached a settlement on this matter. His son is now in a foreign hospital. Guess who recommended him?"
The answer is ready to come out.
Li Huan took a deep breath and said, "I understand. But according to what you said, we really have no way to deal with the Bai family in China, unless someone can infiltrate the inside."
"Don't mention this matter. Zhiyi will not agree." Gong Chen refused.
"Third Master, if you had done this earlier, you could have avoided three years of detour in your love life." Li Huan joked.
It sounded like a joke, but there was no trace of laughter in either of their voices.
The complexity before us indicates that new dangers are approaching.
"Bye."
Gong Chen heard the study door opening and hung up the phone.
When I turned around, Lin Zhiyi came out from the corridor.
"Third Master, why are you here?"
"I'm afraid to disturb you, what happened?" Gong Chen put down his phone and changed the subject.
"Okay, I just might need your help as an investment tycoon."
"Okay, but I can't help you for nothing. It depends on your performance."
Gong Chen said as he pulled her in front of him.
Lin Zhiyi was caught off guard and bumped into the man's chest.
The next second, her lips were kissed.
The man held her head and went deeper and deeper, as if he wanted to carve each other into the deepest part.
Lin Zhiyi almost suffocated.
My body felt lighter and he picked me up.
Once you enter the room, the door closes gently.
The man pinched her waist with one hand and unbuttoned his tie and most of the buttons with the other hand, revealing his firm chest.
When he leaned over, he kissed her forehead.
"Tired?"
"..."
"Zhiyi, I want you."
"Tired." Lin Zhiyi almost said "moderation" directly.
"Well, I'll do it then." He said in a hoarse voice.
"..."
dog man.
His aura was so strong that Lin Zhiyi had no time to think about anything else.
But even though she was sleeping soundly, it didn't stop her from having nightmares.
It was the same scene again, only this time it seemed to be fast-forwarded.
Then it starts from the dream where Lin Zhiyi returns to the room holding Xingxing.
Lin Zhiyi stood at the end of the bed, watching herself covering Xingxing with a blanket.
Although he looked bad, he still smiled when looking at the sleeping face of the child.
This peace lasted until harsh footsteps were heard outside the door.
Lin Zhiyi stared at the door and quickly realized that it was the servant of the villa.
These servants were selected and sent by the palace housekeeper.
Because of this relationship, they saw Gong Chen ignoring Lin Zhiyi, so they never had a good face towards Lin Zhiyi.
He also ignored Lin Zhiyi.
Lin Zhiyi had already gotten used to it.
Now that she thought about it, these people were actually sent by Mr. Gong to monitor her and Gong Chen.
She was standing by the bed, worried that Xingxing would wake up, so she quickly got up and went out.
The servant saw her and pointed to the children's books on the floor.
"Madam, the young lady is not young anymore. You should set some rules for her. What kind of daughter is so uneducated to throw books around? Would it be appropriate if the old man heard about it?"
Lin Zhiyi, who was standing nearby, was so angry that she wanted to rush over.
But the other self lowered his head and said nothing.
Yes, her temper had long been worn out during her eight years of marriage.
Except for facing the stars, the rest of the time she was like a walking corpse.
She didn't even know how to refute a servant.
"I see."
Finally, she nodded and compromised.
It seems that in this family, compromise is far more useful than argument.
She went forward to clean up, and Lin Zhiyi followed her.
The servant stood in front of the TV and supervised her cleaning like the master.
Lin Zhiyi glared at the servant as if he were a piece of air.
The news on TV was still playing, gradually drowning out the servants' voices.
Suddenly it attracted Lin Zhiyi's attention.
She and her previous self raised their heads almost at the same time.
"...Chu Yin is the one matched among the dead among the skeletons..."
Lin Zhiyi couldn't hear the name after that clearly.
She stared at the screen, but her view was blocked by the servant's body.
Step aside!
The servant shook his body, revealing a corner of the screen, which was exactly half a photo.
Chuyin!
It's really her!
Impossible, how could she die?
Lin Zhiyi tried hard to see everything clearly, but was interrupted by the servant's voice.
"Madam, it's late. Although the Third Master is not short of money, he should spend it on useful people."
The maid turned around and turned off the TV.
The moment the screen turned off, Lin Zhiyi saw the three words "Bai Zhengxian".
Then, she began to tremble all over.
"I know what you mean, I know what you mean..."
Lin Zhiyi's trembling body was held tightly in someone's arms.
A warm hand kept stroking her back.
"It's okay, I'm here."
Hearing the familiar voice, Lin Zhiyi opened her eyes and looked at the man who was so close to her. She reached out and hugged him tightly.
"Chu Yin is dead..."
"Chu Yin is not dead, she is still in the hospital."
Gong Chen spoke softly and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from her forehead.
Lin Zhiyi grabbed his hand and said seriously, "Chu Yin must not go to see Mr. Bai, otherwise she will die. Do you believe me?"
Gong Chen barely hesitated and nodded, "Xin, I'll go with you to find her later."
"Uh-huh."
Lin Zhiyi immediately threw off the quilt and got up. As soon as he stood on his feet, his thighs felt sore and weak, and he fell back down.
Her ears suddenly turned red and she turned around to stare at the culprit.