Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Russell turned his head and saw Wen Liang, then retracted his legs that were straddling the window frame.

Wen Liang was still daydreaming about how tall Russell and Jin Zhouxue were. If it were him, he wouldn't just straddle them, but ride them.

Russell smoothed his long curly hair, as shy as if he were meeting a blind date:

"So you're here too. What a coincidence. Nice to meet you again. Little White Rabbit, do you remember me? We met in the elevator today."

Wen Liang listened to Russell speaking English, which he couldn't understand, in an elegant London accent. His view of Russell was blocked by Jin Zhouxue who was walking over.

The foreign man leaned sideways and stuck his head out, pointing at Jin Zhouxue who was blocking him and said, "He climbed through the window in the middle of the night and fired a gun. He has no manners at all. I didn't climb."

【Wen Liang: What on earth is he talking about...】

【886: Points can be exchanged for translations, dear】

The financially strapped Wen Liang turned around and smiled back at Russell: "Hello, Good evening."

No matter what he said, he had already expressed his friendliness.

Russell blinked at the irrelevant answer and turned his head to ask Jin Zhouxue: "Doesn't she understand?"

Jin Zhouxue pursed her lips and said "hmm", then handed Jin Yuan's ID card to Russell and asked him to go to the front to open the door.

Soon the ship's doctor arrived and took the unconscious Jin Yuan away for treatment.

The slap mark on Jin Yuan's cheek was clearly visible, the blood on one of his earlobes had already coagulated and was noticeably red and swollen. The room was in a mess, with anesthetics and disinfectant on the table, and a rope tied to the head of the bed. It seemed that something must have happened here.

The sea breeze poured in through the broken window. Wen Liang stood barefoot against the wall the whole time, staring anxiously at the doctor carrying Jin Yuan away on a stretcher.

Wen Liang also wanted to take the opportunity to slip away, but Jin Zhouxue had been sitting on the sofa over there. The man had a straight nose and his eyes were emotionless, always calm, half graceful and half oppressive. His whole body revealed a sharp aura, just like Lord Guan Gong sitting in charge, making the villains and ghosts dare not move.

After all the medical staff left, Jin Zhouxue picked up Wen Liang's shoes on the ground, walked over, bent down and put the shoes in front of him: "Come with me"

To Wen Liang, these words sounded just like the words the police would often use when taking a suspect away for a statement at a crime scene.

He bent down and put on his shoes slowly, not even caring about the socks on the bed. He lowered his head and followed Jin Zhouxue out of the leaky room.

It's over. It must be that the uncle Jin Zhouxue wants to avenge his nephew.

Wen Liang glanced around secretly. Jin Zhouxue was walking in front, and Russell was behind him. Wen Liang was stuck in the middle and it was difficult for him to escape.

【886: Didn’t you say that Mr. Jin is a good person? What are you afraid of?】

[Wen Liang: That was my evaluation of him before I saw him shoot]

As soon as Wen Liang raised his head slightly, he could see the hand of the man in front of him hanging down at his side. The black Buddhist beads hung down like they were hanging on a black gun barrel, and the two merged into one.

The brief encounter in the elevator gave Wen Liang the illusion that Jin Zhouxue was introverted and gentle.

But in reality, he could be holding the Buddhist beads and kill someone with one shot in the next second.

The room that Jin Zhouxue took him to had to take the elevator upstairs, which should be the top two floors of the cruise ship.

The elevator is transparent on both sides, connecting the forward deck and the leisure and entertainment area at the back. Because the people on board are either rich or noble, and most of them are here to have fun, even when it was close to ten o'clock on the first night, the dining, poker, shopping... in the leisure area were still as lively as daytime.

The strange thing is that there seems to be an invisible wall in the middle connecting that side and this side. The more lively the two sides are, the quieter this side is.

Wen Liang watched the elevator number go up from the first floor, knowing that if he didn't run now it would be too late.

All he needed to do was to avoid being stopped by the two people beside him in the first step, run to where there were people, and the third step was to blend in with the crowd.

Wen Liang counted to himself in his heart, and after the last count, he turned around and rushed out from between the two people.

Russell blinked and the little guy had already run away. He muttered and laughed: "It really is a little white rabbit. It jumps so fast."

In fact, Wen Liang is really fast. He has a strong will, clear goals and clear logic. It's a pity that he has a body that holds him back.

Wen Liang ran around the corner and headed towards the leisure area at the back, but he started to pant after running not far.

When he was about to reach his destination, a dozen uniformed sailors appeared out of nowhere and blocked Wen Liang's way.

Wen Liang was like a small prey whose range of activities was confined. If he walked to the edge, he would be driven back.

Jin Zhouxue was waiting there, turning the beads in her hand. Her faint anxiety dissolved silently into the darkness, and her sight was fixed vaguely in front of her, without focus.

After a while, the brave little fellow was sent back the same way. Russell turned his head to look at Jin Zhouxue. The beads that were spinning fast just now stopped. The man did not ask any questions and even blocked the elevator door again, waiting for the little white rabbit to come up.

The little white rabbit doesn't know that he looks cowardly and has a lot of useless ideas in his mind, and everything he wants to do has a clue.

Russell followed the two people to the room on the twelfth floor as if he was watching a play.

He knew that Jin Zhouxue was in a very good mood because the Fujian Dahongpao was brewed again and someone sent hot milk over.

This person planned to use the high-quality tea leaves that were hard to come by at a high price to make milk tea for the little beauty.

The man moved gracefully, and he performed the tea-making process perfectly. Russell felt secretly disgusted. It turned out that no matter how old, mature, or cold a man is, when he meets someone he loves, he will become like a peacock seeking a mate.

Jin Zhouxue handed over the milk tea mixed with hot milk, and the frightened little guy sitting on the sofa immediately took it with both hands.

Jin Zhouxue finally started talking about business:

"Tell me, what's going on between you and Jin Yuan?"

Wen Liang held the cup, tilted his messy head back, and his eyes were so bright that people couldn't help but wonder if he was about to cry, because they looked like they were holding back water.

It was just a simple question, but he seemed to be forced to answer it, and he wanted to shrink into a small ball:

"Jin Yuan is fine. I didn't hurt him. He will wake up soon. He was wrong first. I was acting in self-defense. Uncle Jin, you can't retaliate against me..."

Russell once again heard Little White Rabbit calling Jin Zhouxue Uncle. He drank the tea he got by chance with a gloating look on his face, and looked back and forth between the two of them.

Jin Zhouxue behaved abnormally when he met this little white rabbit, and this little white rabbit seemed to behave abnormally towards Jin too.

She seemed to be very afraid of Jin Zhouxue.

That’s right, there are few people who are not afraid of Jin Zhouxue.

It’s just that other people are afraid of Jin Zhouxue, so Jin Zhouxue will choose to ignore them, or he may not have ever paid attention to other people’s attitude towards him at all.

But the little white rabbit was so timid and well-behaved that Jin laughed several times.

The curve of the corners of his mouth was barely perceptible, and only those eyes that had been calm for thousands of years showed a smile. If he wasn't familiar with him, he wouldn't have been able to tell his emotions.

Russell sighed, feeling sorry for his love that ended before it even began.

"You're staying at my place tonight"

As soon as Jin Zhouxue finished speaking, Russell spat out a mouthful of tea.

Jin Zhouxue dodged back to avoid being touched by the spurting tea, turned his head to look at Russell, and practically cursed at him with his eyes.

Russell scratched his head, tactfully laughed it off and stood up: "I'll go get some tissues to wipe it off."

Now only Wen Liang and Jin Zhouxue were left in the room.

Jin Zhouxue continued what she had just said: "I know a little about what happened between you and Jin Yuan, but not much. With Jin Yuan's temper, he might do something radical when he wakes up. You live with me and I live next door, so he doesn't dare to mess around."

Wen Liang’s alarm radar kept beeping. Did Jin Zhouxue know his identity?

He stumbled and tried to find an excuse to refuse: "I still have to go find popcorn, that puppy. I picked it up when I just got on the boat this afternoon. I still..."

"It's in the next room. I'll have someone bring it over later." Jin Zhouxue blocked Wen Liang's first excuse.

Wen Liang paused, but didn't give up. He held the phone and said, "Thank you, Uncle Jin. I'm very grateful that you don't blame me for making Jin Yuan faint. I won't bother you anymore. I have friends on the boat too. It's okay if I buy some midnight snacks and go find them later."

Wen Liang took out his cell phone and wanted to call Ji Jueming or Shen Sinan, but when he took out his phone he found a bunch of unread messages.

Shen Sinan sent him a message saying that his arm was bleeding again and couldn't stop, and he also attached three full-scale photos.

Ji Jueming also kept asking him where he was and whether he had found a room to live in.

Wen Liang replied to this and that, and for a moment he actually ignored the man sitting opposite him.

Jin Zhouxue stopped twisting the beads and threw the string of Buddhist beads on the table.

Startled by the noise, Wen Liang looked up at him.

"which one do you like more?"

The man's unreasonable words made Wen Liang confused: "What?"

Jin Zhouxue raised her chin slightly: "Ji Jueming and Shen Sinan, which one do you like more?"