Yin Zhiping stared at Song Yinyin, wishing he could swallow her alive.

The latter was so frightened that he almost cried, this time the water in his eyes was real.

She looked helplessly at the furious man in front of her, and wanted to beg for mercy, but she couldn't speak under the gloomy gaze of the man.

"Ahem——"

At this time, there was a light coughing sound.

Qiu Qianghai recognized Yin Geping's identity.

He extinguished the cigarette in his hand and threw it into the ashtray on the trash can beside him.

With graceful steps, he slowly walked towards the crowd.

Qiu Qianghai took the initiative to say hello: "Master Yin, long time no see."

He saw a few men bullying a woman from a distance, if nothing happened, it would be fine, if something happened, it would always be Ye Tiantang's responsibility.

"So it's Boss Qiu." Yin Geping's gloomy face turned into a distant and friendly smile.

Qiu Qianghai nodded slightly, and asked with a smile: "What's the matter, such a big anger, is it because Ye Tiantian's drinks are not to your taste, or is the service not in place?"

Yin Geping exposed his torn sleeves, and frowned slightly: "That's right, it's just that I didn't read the almanac when I went out today, and was entangled by a crazy woman."

It was not because of Ye Tiantian, the smile on Qiu Qianghai's face deepened a little.

He turned his gaze to the woman who was suppressed by Yin's servants.

Song Yinyin's weeping pear blossoms were raining, she looked very miserable.

However, just this one glance made Qiu Qianghai's face change drastically.

It's because this girl looks too similar to Gu Minmin, with a small face as big as a palm, and three points of similarity in eyebrows and eyes, especially the red nose from crying, which is five points similar to Gu Minmin who was wronged in front of him.

The composure on Qiu Qianghai's face disappeared, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

The girl in front of him was the person he had met the most like Minmin in the past year.

Song Yinyin noticed that the deep and complicated eyes were on her, she slowly raised her eyes, and looked at Qiu Qianghai with eyes full of sadness and pain, and deeply nostalgic.

Recalling Yin Geping's conversation with the other party just now, she was indifferent on the face, but Xiao Jiujiu was turning quickly in her heart.

Everything was just an instant, and Song Yinyin's tears were dazzling, falling down sporadically.

She looked at Qiu Qianghai helplessly, and said pitifully and helplessly: "Please save me, please save me—"

The helpless and pitiful voice came to Qiu Qianghai's ears.

His deep eyes trembled slightly.

She wondered if Minmin was so helpless when she left.

Did she also think about asking for help?

Yin Geping noticed something was wrong.

He winked at the servants of the Yin family, and everyone immediately let go of Song Yinyin.

The latter was released from the confinement, and immediately rushed towards Qiu Qianghai.

She hid behind Qiu Qianghai, staring at Yin Geping and his party in fear, like watching a group of robbers, and she was the weakest one.

Fearing that these people would come to catch her again, she stretched out her hand and held Qiu Qianghai's sleeve tightly, as if she had found the only support.

Qiu Qianghai smelled a strong smell of alcohol at the tip of his nose, and he slowly lowered his eyes, staring at her little white hands with deep eyes, and tightly grasped his sleeves.

Deep in his memory, there was also such a girl who clung to him tightly after being drunk.

The other party's dependence, tenderness, and that kind of dependence have left a deep impression on him so far.

When he woke up from the memory, Qiu Qianghai looked at Song Yinyin's face.

Looking at it closely, this girl is indeed somewhat similar to Minmin.

If her eyes were less calculating and less gloomy, maybe they would be more similar.

Qiu Qianghai tore her hand away from her sleeve.

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