An hour passed quickly.

Because the people in Zhiyin Pavilion not only earn salaries like Ye Ling, but also have many guests from outside. Therefore, after some investigation and questioning, the people in the patrol room had to let everyone go without finding any relevant clues.

left.

And they still have a lot to do next.

For example, for those guests who left the scene before the patrol room people arrived, as long as there was a record or the Zhiyin Pavilion people left an impression, they would send people to those people's homes one by one to question them.

Ye Ling was mixed in the crowd, looking tired.

Before the shooting incident, she was changing clothes. The people from the patrol room arrived very quickly, and it was already too late for her to leave even if she wanted to. However, despite the hasty situation, she still took the small bag in her hand.

This time when she heard the people from the patrol room saying that they could leave, she didn't have to go back to the rest room backstage, and immediately followed the leaving crowd out of the front door of Zhiyin Pavilion.

Probably because there had just been an accident here, there was not even a rickshaw in sight at the door. There were cars parked nearby, or people at home who heard the news and drove to pick them up, all left one after another.

The crowd watching the excitement outside the door has already dispersed.

After this incident, Zhiyin Pavilion, which was still open for business, also closed its doors. Naturally, a large group of people gathered outside waiting to leave by car.

A group of people waited here for a long time, and one rickshaw after another appeared one after another, and quickly got on the bus and left. As for those who moved too slowly, or whose voices were not loud enough, or who could not compete with others, they could only

I can stay back.

Ye Ling took advantage of the last three. She spoke in a soft voice, and her movements to greet the driver were always half a beat slower than others. As for competing for the same car with others, she didn't even have the strength.

.

It was already early in the morning, and the night wind was chilly.

Wearing only a fitted cheongsam, she couldn't help but shrink a little. In order to ward off the cold, she kept walking back and forth, and occasionally stamped her feet in place, trying to warm up her thin body.

Seeing this situation, Tian Cuihua, who was hiding, felt helpless.

A girl with Ye Ling's personality is really not suitable to live in a place like Zhiyin Pavilion. Either she will be ostracized to death, or she will torture herself to death. In short, it will not be easy no matter what.

She originally thought that she could get close to Ye Ling, and then subtly teach him the skills of makeup, so that she could become an indispensable makeup artist in Zhiyin Pavilion. In this way, even if she didn't do singing and dancing,

, can also mix well.

Now it seems that this method is completely unworkable.

If Ye Ling continues to stay in Zhiyin Pavilion, not only will his life safety not be guaranteed, but he will also have to be angry with others. What's more, the world is in chaos now. If he continues to live such a drunken life and whitewash peace,

What's the difference?

While she was thinking, she saw from the corner of her eye that Ye Ling was overtaken by a woman with a fierce personality.

The rickshaw driver originally saw her waving over, but the woman pushed her aside, got into the car, and quickly announced where she was going.

The coachman didn't care where he was going or which customer he was hauling, as long as someone paid for the cab, so he turned around and took the woman away.

Ye Ling was neither angry nor resentful about this situation, but Tian Cuihua was inexplicably angry.

It would be fine if it happened once or twice, but how many times is this tonight? The same scene has been played out on her a dozen times. If a normal person could bear this, would she be able to bear it? But she is fine, like

He laughed it off like it was nothing.

I really don’t know whether I should say that this woman is generous and kind-hearted, or whether I should say that she is kind and can be bullied.

Tian Cuihua shook her head and sighed, feeling that the phrase "poor people must be hateful" was just right when used on Ye Ling. To be honest, she would rather Ye Ling could be like the bad luck guy in the previous mission world.

Like Cheng Mei, she has more of her own selfish motives.

Seeing that Ye Ling had not yet waited for the rickshaw, she had no choice but to use her magical walking talisman to prepare to cut off the beard nearby.

Before she had gone half a mile, she found an empty rickshaw. Judging from the direction of the rickshaw driver, he should be heading towards Zhiyin Pavilion. She appeared, blocked the rickshaw driver's path, and gave him a silver dollar.

He said that he was going to pick someone up at the front door of Zhiyin Pavilion.

The coachman didn't notice her at all just now. He suddenly saw a half-year-old child suddenly appearing on the roadside, and it was so late at night. His hair stood on end and cold sweat broke out all over his body.

The coachman thought to himself: "Is this child not a human being?"

"Master? Isn't Zhiyin Pavilion very close? Why are you hesitating?" Tian Cuihua didn't know what the coachman was thinking. She gave the money and got on the coach.

Hearing her urging, the rickshaw driver weighed the silver dollar he received in his hand, confirming in his heart that it was the weight of the silver dollar, and then shouted: "Okay, sit tight! We'll be there soon!"

After saying that, he pulled the car and started trotting.

On the way, he kept muttering some words in his mouth that sounded very strange to Tian Cuihua. Fortunately, the original person had some understanding of this in his memory. What the driver said should be various legends in this world.

Road gods and their ilk.

Her hearing was very good, and almost every word of the coachman's thoughts reached her ears.

Pray for God’s blessing?

She raised her brows and smiled weirdly, thinking that the coachman thought she was a ghost. This was really...

I don't know if he was frightened, but the coachman quickly pulled the car to the entrance of Zhiyin Pavilion.

When they arrived at the place, as soon as the car stopped, someone walked up and wanted to get on the car, but Tian Cuihua's eyes immediately locked on Ye Ling in the crowd, and then shouted: "Sister Ye Ling, where are you going, I'll give you a ride."

Ye Ling, who was named, came forward confused, "Little girl, do you know me?"

"Sister Ye, you bought me cakes last night. We met at the back door. Have you forgotten? But it's a new day now. That incident should have happened the night before yesterday."

When Ye Ling heard this, he looked at Tian Cuihua and looked at her carefully, with a look of surprise on his face, oh! That little black beggar!

"It turns out you are a little girl! I always thought you were a boy."

After saying that, Ye Ling got on the bus with a face full of surprise, told the driver where he was going, and gave the fare to Tian Cuihua, telling her to wait and pay later.

Seeing the situation, Tian Cuihua changed her view on Ye Ling.

She originally thought that the other party would always give up the car to others, but now her worries were in vain. Ye Ling was not the kind-hearted and unprincipled woman she had previously thought.

In the car, the two chatted for a long time. Tian Cuihua was telling Ye Ling about the time when he was a beggar, while Ye Ling told her about his life before coming to Zhiyin Pavilion.

After the car drove for a while, Ye Ling finally thought of asking Tian Cuihua how he knew her.

"I heard what others said."

"Oh..." After hearing this, Ye Ling responded and didn't ask further questions. Although she was not a famous person in Zhiyin Pavilion, it was not difficult to find out her name, so she didn't think much about it.

After that, the car fell into silence, but neither of them felt any embarrassment.

It wasn't until she was about to arrive at Ye Ling's residence that she asked Tian Cuihua again, "By the way, Xiaohua, where do you live? I'm almost home."

While asking this, she was still thinking that if Tian Cuihua lived too far away from her home, she would pay her some extra travel expenses.

"I have nowhere to go. Sister Ye, can you take me in?"

"What?"
Chapter completed!