Quick Travel: Vicious Female Supporting Role Playing Project

Chapter 219 My crush loves me so much 19

Jiang Xinlian thinks that she has a pretty good temper.

Faced with Qian Yanyan's threat of life and death, she just slapped her face and gave her a few gentle warnings;

Faced with the naughty child's unreasonable robbery, she even gave him her only lollipop in a good manner;

Therefore, when faced with the loud knocking on the door, she just wanted to reason with the person who knocked on the door.

Jiang Xinlian stood in the cat's eye and looked outside. There was a middle-aged man standing closest to the door. He patted the door vigorously with a gloomy expression. The woman next to him was holding the hand of a chubby little guy. The group of people had written words all over their faces. Those who are not good.

Hey, isn't this the chubby little guy who robbed her lollipop?

And this woman...

Jiang Xinlian squinted her almond-shaped eyes and thought for a while, then suddenly realized.

She pulled the door lock, grabbed the door handle and pushed it open.

The door opened without warning. The middle-aged man who was closest was unprepared and could only watch the door approaching, and then hit him in the face with a "bang".

There was a loud muffled sound, and the middle-aged man covered his sore nose, bent over in pain, and cursed vaguely.

Jiang Xinlian showed a surprised and innocent expression: "You bumped into my door? Why didn't you keep an eye on it?"

"Old Wu, are you okay?"

The middle-aged woman stretched out her hand to help her, then cursed angrily:

"You are blind. You didn't pay attention to the outside when you opened the door. You hit everyone!"

Little Fatty was so arrogant that he pointed at her and shouted, "She's the one who beat me! Dad, help me beat her!"

Jiang Xinlian crossed her arms and looked at the family of three thoughtfully: "So he is your father, but you two look nothing alike?"

"Bah, what the hell did you fart!"

The middle-aged woman was furious, raised her hands and rushed towards her to hit her: "I'll tear your bitch mouth apart!"

"Wow, you are so cruel, I just told the truth."

Jiang Xinlian nimbly ducked back, grabbed the door handle and pulled it in. The thick door panel hit the woman's arm, causing her to scream in pain.

"I saw you and Uncle Wang on the fourth floor chewing together before, and I thought you were a family. After all, Little Fatty and Uncle Wang look quite similar."

She apologized to them sincerely: "I'm so sorry, I misunderstood."

"What did you say?!"

The man put down his hand, his suspicious temper immediately diverting his attention.

His suspicious eyes fell on his son's face, his expression changing.

The woman cried: "Old Wu, do you still doubt me? You and I have been married for many years, can I still do something sorry for you?!"

But now, when the man looked at his son's face, he felt more and more like the man on the fourth floor.

He was born thin, with small eyes, and a sharp mouth and cheeks; the son was chubby, with big eyes, and a big face, which just matched the man's big-eyed face.

Little Fatty couldn't read the atmosphere, so he grabbed the man's pants and shook them hard: "Dad! Help me hit her!"

The man grabbed the woman with an ugly expression on his face. He grabbed the little fat man with the other hand and took her upstairs:

"Shut up! I'll ask you properly when I get back!"

The noise they made was not small, and it spread up and down the corridor.

Jiang Xinlian stood at the top of the stairs and glanced in the direction of the fourth floor. At some point, a crack was left in the door of that house.

It seems that there will be a scene where the adulterer comes to the door later. It will be a wonderful and noisy scene.

Jiang Xinlian touched her flat belly and sighed: "Forget it, let's go eat."

*

Su Xinyue waited in the restaurant for a long time, waiting around and seeing no one, and was about to give up in despair.

Today I entered the restaurant with the mentality of giving it a last try, and was surprised to see the familiar girl.

He was overjoyed, straightened his collar and walked over: "Senior, what a coincidence."

Jiang Xinlian glanced at him: "Hello."

The senior's attitude is still the same cold as before.

Like a basin of cold water pouring on his heart, Su Xinyue lowered his head in despair and forced a smile:

"Senior, how do you like the food you ordered? If it's delicious, I'll order one too."

Jiang Xinlian took a spoonful of the cake and said slowly: "Taste is subjective, I can't give you any opinions."

Su Xinyue's expression suddenly froze, and he stood awkwardly at a loss.

He always goes to restaurants these days, and the waiters are familiar with him, and they come over and kindly help him out:

"The dishes and desserts ordered by this lady have received many positive reviews. You can definitely give them a try."

"Thank you."

Su Xinyue thanked him gratefully, but had difficulty when he wanted to sit down.

It's dinner time now, the restaurant is booming, and there aren't many empty seats.

The waiter smiled and said: "Since you two know each other, you can definitely share a table."

This suggestion moved people's hearts, and Su Xinyue cast an expectant look at the girl on the seat.

Jiang Xinlian didn't care: "Okay."

After receiving the agreement, Su Xinyue couldn't wait to sit down and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Although there were some twists and turns today, overall it was extremely smooth.

He couldn't help being happy, and after thinking for a moment, he tentatively asked:

"Senior, are you traveling here alone?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, he pursed his lips and said with a little pity: "You would be very lonely if you were alone."

Lonely? Why loneliness?

Jiang Xinlian tilted her head in confusion.

Su Xinyue kept encouraging himself in his heart, mustering up the courage to stutter and ask:

"Senior sister, if you feel lonely, I can, I can..."

Before he could finish his words, Jiang Xinlian shook his spoon and interrupted him:

"First of all, I'm not lonely at all, and secondly, I don't hate the quietness that loneliness brings."

She glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost time. The opera singer must be tired of singing, so she packed her things and stood up:

"To sum up, you may have some misunderstandings about me, but it doesn't matter, it's not an important thing."

It doesn't matter what people think of her.

Jiang Xinlian said goodbye politely and walked slowly back to his residence.

As expected, the opera actors were all tired of singing, and the corridor was quiet.

The old voice-activated light was as weak as ever. Jiang Xinlian sighed, skillfully took out the key and opened the door in the dark.

The key was inserted into the keyhole and turned slightly. The "click" sound was particularly clear in the dark corridor.

The lock is unlocked.

Jiang Xinlian held the door handle and was about to open the door when her movements suddenly stopped.

Wasn’t that sound of unlocking the door just now a little strange?

Compared to before, it was more like two unlocking sounds mixed together...

Oops!

She gasped, but before she could move, a big hand came from behind and suddenly pinched the back of her neck.

"Well!"

The hand held her firmly against the door panel without mercy, and its strong fingers clasped the rapidly beating artery on her neck.

The person behind her quickly leaned forward to suppress her, and the masculine aura tightly wrapped around her limbs like a chain.

Jiang Xinlian was forced to raise her head and breathed unsteadily: "You, please calm down..."

The man chuckled and held her hand tighter:

"caught you."