Chapter 644

If Yan Bing didn't know that he was deeply rooted in LAN Jiayu and had been haunted for more than 20 years, he would have been so close to Luo Nanchu now that he was so close to him that he would have seen him at once.

Fu Tingyuan thought of here, also inexplicably some taste, low scolded a: "small trouble fine."

Ronan first white his eye: "why scold me."

Fu Tingyuan grinned, rubbed her hair, went to the hotel gate, took off her suit coat, put it on her shoulder, and carried her to the parking lot.

Yan Bing sat in the distance, looking at Fu Tingyuan and Luo Nanchu's back. He frowned and looked back. Then he found a hair in front of the table where luonanchu had just sat.

After hesitating for a while, he held out his hand to hold the slender hair, slightly pursed his lips and put them into the glasses case.

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LUO Zhiying stepped out of the car on high heels, and her agent Lisa carried her bag.

Her body is a very slim red skirt, a windbreaker coat on her shoulders, big wave roll, 15 cm high-heeled shoes, very impressive.

She went to the house. Lisa handed her the bag. Luo Zhiying took off her sunglasses and said to Lisa faintly, "you go back."

She lowered her head and took out the key.

"Good. Call me if you need to. "

Milo nodded to the room.

Yan Bing's residence in Tongcheng is a humble small villa.

When he came here, he provided Luo Zhiying with a key so that she could come in and find him.

Luo Zhiying enters the room, puts the bag on the sofa, and then looks at the furnishings in the room.

When she was in hospital, Yanbing suddenly disbanded the crew, and then returned to Tongcheng before she reflected.

This time, she was never contacted again.

And she called him, and he didn't answer.

She came back just to see what happened.

Luo Zhiying went over and picked up a file bag on the coffee table.

She bowed her head and emptied out the contents of her file bag.

The contents in the file bag are packed in a transparent plastic bag, a blood identification certificate, and a piece of hair in a plastic bag.

Luo Zhiying gazed at these two things for a while, hooked his lips, put the things back, and then walked upstairs on high heels.

If she had not guessed wrong, Yan Bing should have been out of the house for three days.

When she came to the second floor, she smelled the intense wine gas. Luo Zhiying quietly went into Yanbing's house and kicked a bottle of wine at the door.

She bent down to straighten the bottle and looked up at the scene.

On the floor, dozens of wine bottles, red wine, beer, Champagne There are a few bottles that have just been opened. They have been knocked down, and the ground is wet. More have been drunk.

With the curtain drawn, in the dim light and shadow, Yanbing fell on the bed. I don't know whether he was in a coma or asleep.

Luo Zhiying walked in and went to the bed and called Yan Bing: "Dad."

There was no movement in Yanbing.

Luo Zhiying looked at him for a moment, then laughed, and stepped on high-heeled shoes Shi ran walked out of the room.

Her movements and steps are very leisurely.

When she came back again, she had a cup of warm water in her hand.

She went over and sat on the edge of the bed, put the water cup on the head of the bed, and then called Yan Bingyi: "Dad."