[Ordinary Man Quick Wear] There's something wrong with you, Son of Luck

Living room sofa -

Qi Heng covered his face and said, "So, Li Yubai... is really in jail?

What will happen to him if I don't redeem him?"

"Deducted points...fined?"

"No, he's an adult, can't he come out on his own?"

"Uncle, uncle, let's go and take a look. I'm outside the police station. Is it okay if we don't go in?"

Gu Mengzhou looked at Qi Heng who couldn't resist pestering him, and his angry but helpless expression, and he felt extremely happy.

How much time has passed since morning, but he found that he really, really quickly fell in love with this uncle named Qi Heng.

As for Qi Heng's suspected love for Song Yuyue? It doesn't matter. Anyway, Song Yuyue can't possibly love Qi Heng.

Qi Heng can't get the love he wants, and after a long time, are you still worried that he won't give up?

In Gu Mengzhou's opinion, the men who pursued Song Yuyue madly in the past always ended up with the same result, ending up disappointed.

When Uncle was at his lowest point, he approached...

The scene of Uncle Qi crying and throwing himself into my arms for comfort came to my mind. I couldn’t even imagine how happy I would have been at that time.

Wang Xiufen looked at Gu Mengzhou strangely, then moved closer to Qi Heng and whispered

"Is he...not very smart?" What a pity for such a handsome guy. Why is he always staring at Xiaoheng with a silly smile?

The age gap between the two was too big, so Wang Xiufen never thought about falling in love with him.

Qi Heng was too lazy to help Gu Mengzhou explain. He nodded to indicate that grandma was right and to leave him alone.

Before Wang Xiufen could respond, the young man came over, hugged Xiaoheng's arm and shook it.

The big cat's eyes drooped and its dazzling red hair kept rubbing against Qi Heng's shoulders.

If you don’t know, you might think it’s a kid begging his parents for pocket money.

Qi Heng knew that with Li Yubai's network of connections, he would be able to get out of this situation in no time, and there was no need for him and his grandmother to help.

But Wang Xiufen didn't know. She thought Li Yubai, as described by Gu Mengzhou, was a rebellious child from an ordinary family whose parents didn't care about him.

If you run a red light on a motorcycle at an intersection and accidentally hit a police officer, you'll have big problems.

After learning from Gu Mengzhou that Li Yubai was just a college student like him, Wang Xiufen couldn't sit still anymore and slammed the table and stood up.

"Xiao Heng doesn't want to go, then my Grandma Wang will help you!"

Qi Heng: “???????No, grandma!”

He wanted to stop her, but he saw the old man stride to the kitchen and said, "Eat first, and then we'll go to the police station to get him back."

With his back to Wang Xiufen, Qi Heng glared at Gu Mengzhou.

Gu Mengzhou immediately raised his hands in surrender.

Qi Heng had no taste for the meal and was so angry that he glared at the young man across the table.

Gu Mengzhou pretended not to see it and just enjoyed the food.

As long as he wanted, he could chat with anyone. After just two or three sentences, Wang Xiufen was made to laugh out loud by Gu Mengzhou.

Qi Heng ate the food and made comments from time to time, but he was not as enthusiastic as Wang Xiufen after all.

"Xiao Heng, what are you dawdling about? It took you half an hour to finish this meal. Hurry up."

Being urged by his grandma, Qi Heng had no choice but to put down his bowl and chopsticks and said, "Let's go, grandma. You will understand me when you come downstairs."

Wang Xiufen didn't understand Qi Heng's meaning at first.

But when she saw the eye-catching fiery red cool motorcycle outside the community building and the extended private car parked behind the motorcycle, she suddenly understood.

Why didn't Xiao Heng let her take care of it...

Wang Xiufen looked at Gu Mengzhou with a complicated look. How come she didn't notice it at first? This kid was wearing limited edition or custom-made clothes that she had never seen before.

Why would such a rich and powerful young master need her, Wang Xiufen, to act as a parent?

But words once spoken are like water spilled, and cannot be taken back.

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Outside the police station—

Qi Heng held the phone and rubbed his temple in annoyance.

He wondered when it would end so he could go back and write his love letter.

There are already dozens of search records in the mobile browser:

Ask how to write the most touching love letter.

The writing structure of a love letter.

How to write an anonymous love letter?

What could be more disgusting than a spoof love letter.

There was a humming sound of a car parked across the road, but Qi Heng didn't pay much attention to it. He just lowered his head and continued to click on the search bar.

A shadow suddenly loomed in front of him. "Qi Heng, why are you here?"

Qi Heng paused and looked up.

What I saw was a tall man nearly two meters tall, wearing a bodyguard's uniform.

He remembered that this man was Song Yuyue's personal bodyguard and the most powerful soldier in the Flower Kingdom.

As for what this soldier king did before being hired, the plot does not describe it in detail.

All I know is that even Li Yubai has to restrain himself when facing his bodyguard Song Yuyue.

Qi Heng held his phone tightly and stepped back, looking alert.

"You... are Song Yuyue's bodyguard, why are you here?"

Li Jian turned his body sideways, revealing Song Yuyue who was walking out of a black car on the street.

The young man was surrounded by at least five bodyguards.

He was wearing a formal suit and was well-dressed, as if he had just finished a banquet.

The director learned the news in advance and went out of the police station in person to greet them.

The two of them were chatting, and it was obvious that Song Yuyue was in the dominant position.

How perfect! Countless advantages are piled up in him alone.

No wonder the original owner was so obsessed, Qi Heng thought.

Li Jian blocked Qi Heng's sight towards Song Yuyue.

Instead of leaving, he squatted and looked at Qi Heng.

He paused and took off the sunglasses that he never took off wherever he went.

“What happened last night… The young master said he won’t bother with you.

But from now on, Qi Heng, please don't take pictures of the young master anymore.

Otherwise, all that awaits you is a court summons.”

The phrase "sharp eyebrows and starry eyes" is the perfect way to describe Li Jian. Even when the man squats, he is still much taller than Qi Heng.

The dazzling sunlight blocked the man's face from above, making Qi Heng unable to see his expression at the moment.

It should be a warning and murderous intention, right?

The original owner was afraid of Li Jian, and the aura emanating from Li Jian made him subconsciously frightened.

There is murderous intent!

It hurriedly urged Qi Heng to agree, otherwise he would lose his life!

Where did you get the courage to confront this guy? Aren't you afraid of being hated and killed in secret?

Qi Heng felt helpless, but on the surface he pretended to be frightened and nodded quickly.

Still not enough, raise your hand and swear

"I, Qi Heng, swear to the bodyguard that I will never secretly take photos of Young Master Song again, and I will avoid him if I see him!"

Li Jian looked at Qi Heng quietly without saying a word, but it was this momentary silence that made Qi Heng even more frightened, and he was shaking all over as if he was almost frightened out of his wits.

As far as Li Jian is concerned, he has seen a lot of such cowards.

It is perfectly normal to be frightened.

They trembled, swore, begged for mercy, and if they were quiet again, they would even kneel down and kowtow.

But Li Jian would not be shaken at all by this. What would only rise in his heart was more disgust and hatred. Then he would speed up the task and quickly leave this unlucky corner.

However, when the same actions and expressions appeared on Qi Heng's face and body, it only gave Li Jian more intense interest.

There was a moment when I wanted to ask Song Yuyue for a day off.

The entire free day was spent on this man named Qi Heng.

Li Jian thought that such a day would make him happier physically and mentally than the two-month cruise vacation and unlimited wine that the organization promised him when the mission was over.

When she came to her senses, her hands were already on the man's head, rubbing it.

Qi Heng's hair, which was not smooth to begin with, became even more messy.

“Well, Mr. Qi Heng, please do what you say and keep your promise.

Otherwise, the outcome will not be what you want to know.”

Li Jian's tone did not contain any threat and could even be described as gentle.

But when Qi Heng heard these words, they had nothing to do with gentleness anymore.

Qi Heng nodded and was about to express his loyalty.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Li Jian, who wrapped his large, calloused palm around Qi Heng's head, as if as long as he exerted force, the head would explode like a watermelon, oozing red and white juice.

Qi Heng was even more afraid to move now, and was as obedient as a quail.

"Brother Jian, don't scare him. Yu Bai is still waiting inside."

Song Yuyue, who appeared out of nowhere, spoke in a gentle tone. He looked at Li Jian, but his eyes never paid any attention to Qi Heng.