Soul Patch

Chapter 106 Where is this?

The Porsche Cayenne sped into the traffic and quickly disappeared from Wenjie's sight.

Inside the car, the two grown men fell silent.

Jia Nan caught a glimpse of Jia Lin driving out of the corner of her eye.

Jia Lin kept his eyes on the road ahead, appearing to be focused on driving.

But Jia Lin seemed not to see the red light at the intersection and sped across it.

The father who yelled at me and worried about me... is dead.

He died many years ago!

Jia Nan thought viciously to herself.

As the car turned onto the side road, he coldly uttered a sentence: "Stop the car and let me out."

Jia Lin was preoccupied and continued driving, showing no intention of stopping.

"Jialin, stop the car!"

Jia Nan always spoke to him in this tone, so he wasn't surprised.

He abruptly stopped the car, turning to stare at Jia Nan's face, which bore a striking resemblance to his own:

"You can get off the bus, but there's one thing you have to promise your father."

"Go to work at Huahai obediently? Haven't I already gone?"

Jia Nan said dismissively.

“Son, don’t you understand? I don’t mind Huahai.”

Jia Lin slammed his fist on the steering wheel, and the horn blared, drawing criticism from passersby.

Jia Nan pondered for a moment: "Don't make me go to the south with you again. I'm not going. M City is fine. My mother and my brother both died in M ​​City. I want to stay and be with them."

Jia Lin was speechless for a moment.

As the saying goes, what goes around comes around, and no one escapes the wrath of Heaven!

His own son spoke to him like that, picking out the sharpest words to attack him.

He couldn't get angry; even if he smiled and begged, the other person would still ignore him.

If you give someone a sour face, nobody will look at you anymore!

He actually wanted Jia Nan to go south with him.

He started his business in N City, where he owns properties and has invested in several shops in prime locations. Whatever Jia Nan wants to do, he can provide it.

However, Jia Nan will not leave M City with him.

Every time Jia Nan mentions his mother and his brother, Jia Lin feels a kind of speechless sadness.

Jia Nan knew his sore spot, so she would poke him a few times each time.

This time was no different; when Jia Nan mentioned his mother and brother, he fell silent.

Frustrated, he pulled a lighter from his pocket.

He absentmindedly fiddled with the lighter in his hands, opening and closing the cap, then opening and closing it again.

Each time the lid is closed, it makes a crisp knocking sound.

It looks a bit like the rattle drum that Jia Nan loved to play with when she was a child.

At that time, Jia Nan used her chubby little hands to turn the rattle drum, which shook its head and made a rhythmic banging sound.

Jia Nan would laugh heartily.

Back then, Jia Lin was young and ambitious. As the most handsome guy in the whole village, he stayed at home all day and didn't want to do any farm work.

My wife gave birth to two sons in a row. Seeing that we couldn't even afford to eat, were we supposed to starve if we didn't earn money?

Therefore, Jia Lin was not in the mood to play with his youngest son at that time, and he pushed the seven- or eight-month-old Jia Nan aside in frustration.

As he thought about it, his guilt intensified. He had indeed let down his family, his wife, and his two sons.

His tone softened, and he moved his face closer to Jia Nan.

The light from outside the window shone on Jia Nan's smooth-featured face, making her look just like herself when she first came to N City to make a living.

Faced with the dazzling lights and bustling city, they felt lost and helpless.

“Son, you don’t have to come south with me. But you’re not allowed to see that Wenjie again.”

Jia Lin's eyes were slightly red, clearly indicating that he was somewhat agitated.

Jia Nan turned to look at Jia Lin, wanting to make sure he wasn't joking.

But what kind of request is it if Wenjie isn't there?

On Jia Lin's sharply defined face, his bright and piercing eyes were now shrouded in a layer of mist. His entire face was flushed with emotion.

It seems they're serious.

Jia Nan stared at Jia Lin for a moment, then turned her face away and looked ahead.

She replied coldly, "No, I must see him tomorrow. Not only him, but I also want to..."

I'm going to kill him with my own hands.

Jia Nan didn't say the last half of the sentence.

His entire purpose in life was to avenge his brother.

Seeking revenge for his brother is his own business and has nothing to do with Jalin.

He didn't want Jia Lin to get involved, to do anything disgusting like helping him get revenge or taking the blame for him.

That would completely deprive him of the pleasure of revenge!

He had no intention of granting Jia Lin the opportunity to make amends for his past mistakes.

He wanted to make Jia Lin owe the three of them forever, and live in pain and guilt forever.

"No! You can't go see Wenjie anymore!" Jia Lin said firmly.

Jia Nan opened the car door, jumped out, and said to Jia Lin without any politeness, "Who cares about you!"

……

The silver Cayenne drove off, looking quite arrogant.

They kept accelerating and didn't stop even when they encountered red lights.

For some reason, Wenjie didn't like this man who drove a Cayenne.

If his guess was correct, then the man was Jia Nan's father.

So, he doesn't like Jia Nan's father.

He reeked of the stench of money.

They think they're so rich and powerful, but aren't they just slaves to money?

Even though someone like him, a nobody, might want to become a slave to a wealthy tycoon, the tycoon might not be willing.

This doesn't stop him from despising people who reek of money.

Tomorrow, at Jia Nan's villa.

A life-or-death struggle is inevitable.

Jia Nan... is not a gentleman.

He uses every means at his disposal.

It's still necessary to make some preparations.

I haven't quite figured out what to prepare yet.

It was as if he hadn't quite figured out where he was going right now.

Since I hadn't made up my mind, I simply walked along the street. The middle-aged man from the Cayenne kept popping into my head, and then Jia Nan's face appeared. It was as if something else was spinning around in my head, making me dizzy!

He closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and realized that he had unknowingly walked along the street to the intersection.

The traffic light turned red, and Wenjie stood on the side of the road watching the cars speeding past him, feeling a sense of bewilderment.

He turned his head to look at the traffic waiting at the red light beside him and smiled at the police car closest to the right lane in the traffic.

The right lane is closest to the pedestrian crossing. Wenjie walked a few steps to the police car and opened the back door.

He sat down directly on it.

"Hey, I say..."

Old Li glanced at Xiao Zhang, who understood and shut his mouth, turning his head to look ahead and concentrate on driving.

Old Li turned his head, his face full of wrinkles, and smiled warmly: "Your name is Wenjie, right? Where are you going?"

"Please take me to Huateng Jiayuan on your way," Wenjie murmured, leaning back in his car seat.

Saying it was on his way was just a polite gesture; the two policemen were actually tailing him.

Wherever he goes, that's where the police go.

It's convenient to travel in all directions.

Old Li tapped the cigarette pack in his hand, then chuckled again: "It's not on my way; we're off work."

These words stunned Xiao Zhang. Why was Lao Li acting so arrogantly?

Wenjie is a little tired after so many things happened today.

He was quite comfortable lying in the back seat, thinking that if he took a nap, he would wake up at Yang Shanshan's house, which wouldn't be bad.

Unexpectedly, the other party retorted.

He was exhausted and didn't say anything more, but closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, everything was pitch black.

He sat up abruptly, looked around, and realized he was still in the police car.

And...and the police officers in the front row were gone.

Where did these two police officers park their police car?

He got out of the car and walked around it once.

Clearly, this is not Huateng Jiayuan.

(End of this chapter)