Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Ji Jueming ignored Shen Sinan and immediately went to the security room of the cemetery to check the surveillance footage of the car that had just come down the mountain.

The man walked hurriedly and anxiously, not like a man in his thirties, but more like a panicked young man in his twenties.

This is very unlike him.

Shen Sinan originally turned back because of the lingering emotion in his heart, and he wanted to take another look at that glaring look.

Just one more look.

But when he saw Ji Jueming being so worthless and shameless, he got angry on behalf of Wen Ran.

"Are you really planning to bring that person back? For what? Keep him by your side as a substitute?" Shen Sinan walked slowly behind, but every word he said was heard by Ji Jueming in the distance.

Ji Jueming didn't say anything, which was tantamount to consent.

In the security monitoring room, Shen Sinan leaned against the door and looked at the person standing in front of the computer. He folded his arms and sneered lightly.

He wanted to say to his darling: Look, Ji Jueming doesn’t want you anymore when he sees someone else, but I want you.

"Ji Jueming, if you really dare to make such a thing to disgust people, then you let me move Guaiguai's grave today. You want that Wen or something, I want my Wen Ran"

Ji Jueming stared at the surveillance screen, his finger sliding the accelerator key on the mouse, and refused without even turning his head:

"I can't let you touch Ranran's tomb, and the Jin family won't agree either."

Shen Sinan narrowed his eyelashes, and the pair of light-colored pupils under the lenses fell on the monitor. Thinking of Jin Zhouxue, Shen Sinan and Ji Jueming, who had experienced Wen Ran's death together, began to feel hatred.

Wen Ran's death was caused by Jin Zhouxue.

The people who took Wen Liang away took advantage of the blind spot of the surveillance. Ji Jueming only saw the young man sneaking around Wen Ran's grave on the surveillance camera, then suddenly grabbed the chocolate on the plate and ran down the mountain as if someone was chasing him.

The boy disappeared in the next surveillance video.

"found it"

Ji Jueming zoomed in on the paused screen. Only the side profile of the young man sitting in the car was revealed, and he looked almost identical to Wen Ran.

He was conscious and willing to be taken away.

Ji Jueming wrote down the license plate number and turned away. He was going to check it out, and after that he would definitely go back there.

Shen Sinan was filled with anger. Ji Jueming was actually going to find that impostor.

Shen Sinan reached out and grabbed Ji Jueming who passed by him, his jaw clenched: "You are insulting Wen Ran by doing this"

Ji Jueming's voice was even without any fluctuation: "Although you don't admit it, the fact is that I love Ranran more than you do."

So he knew that Wen Ran liked to drink water in three sips, and would not touch apples as fruit. He knew that when he got angry, he would get himself red first, and when he did something wrong, he would not apologize but would bite the soft flesh at the corner of his mouth in fear...

He knew every detail about Wen Ran.

For another example, his Ranran would break chocolate into two halves when eating it, because every time he coaxed him to take medicine, he would only give him one piece. The seemingly spoiled but actually very well-behaved and obedient little master was reluctant to eat it, so he would leave half, like a little animal hoarding food.

The boy just took the strawberry-flavored chocolate and only ate half of it.

Ji Jueming believed in his intuition that Wen Ran must have returned.

But he wouldn't tell this to Shen Sinan.

He shook off Shen Sinan's hand and ignored him and continued to walk out: "What I do is my business. Unlike your performance-type personality, I just want to find Wen Liang."

Shen Sinan turned around and chased after him, grabbed Ji Jueming again and punched him.

Unlike the brutality of beating people, Shen Sinan's tone was frighteningly calm, as if two extremes in his body were controlling his actions and words.

"This punch is for Guaiguai. Don't lie to yourself by saying you love him more than I do. No one can replace Wen Ran! Even if someone looks like him, he is not Wen Ran."

The security guard of the cemetery was standing by anxiously. These two were important people. What would happen if a fight really broke out?

But Ji Jueming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and did not fight back, "Shen Sinan, remember what you said today, don't come to him."

Shen Sinan looked at Ji Jueming who was leaving, and suddenly covered his mouth and started coughing violently.

He tidied up his messy clothes. In Wen Ran's cemetery, he always looked the most perfect. Because the little guy looked at his face, Shen Sinan always remembered it.

The security guard was still trembling with fear, fearing that his job would be in jeopardy today, and asked hurriedly: "Are you...are you okay? I see you are coughing up blood."

Shen Sinan wiped the blood from his palm with a handkerchief:

"I'm fine, I just deserved it"

The faint sound faded into the crisp chirping of birds. Although there was no lingering sound, it dragged out a long and sad sigh:

I miss him too.

-

"Just stop at the intersection ahead"

In the car captured by the surveillance camera, the boy leaned on the car window, pointed at the intersection ahead, and turned his head to look to his side.

This man was also going up the mountain to visit the graves. Wen Liang didn't know him, but he was very easy-going and happened to be going down the mountain too, so Wen Liang offered him a ride.

Wen Liang was not that stupid. He was cautious and asked him what he was doing here.

He said he has a hobby that costs a lot of money and he has to come here often.

"What kind of expensive hobby brings you here?"

"Visiting the graves"

"........"

Wen Liang asked him again why he wanted to give him a ride down the mountain for no reason, saying that usually people who were so kind as to give others a ride were human traffickers.

The man raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, and Wen Liang was stunned for a moment.

This is a very sunny person, and he has a nonchalant vibe. I guess that's how the charming and badass protagonists in novels smile.

He said: "My wife is home today, I'm happy, so I'm doing something nice. If you plan to take a taxi, just ignore what I said."

Wen Liang immediately shook his head: "If you don't want to take a taxi, then thank you for your help."

It cost Wen Liang nearly a hundred dollars to take a taxi here, which was not a means of transportation that should appear in the world of such a poor person.

Wen Liang's only small trouble was to ask the man to take him to the nearest bus stop.

Seeing the platform speeding away from him, Wen Liang turned around and looked at the man sitting next to him: "Um, why didn't your driver stop the car..."

The man leaned on the handrail by the window, supported his face and tilted his head to look at Wen Liang: "Because I didn't ask him to stop."

"Then ask him to stop."

“But I don’t want him to stop.”

"why?"

The man pursed his lips and squinted his eyes as he came closer: "Because I want to kidnap you."

"..."

Wen Liang didn't expect that his casual talk just now would lead to robbery and kidnapping in the cemetery.

He looked at the driver, then at the man who was blatantly breaking the law, and wondered seriously whether he was joking.

The car was still driving, following the planned route, but in a different direction from when Wen Liang came.

"No..." Wen Liang licked his lips, "I provoke you, and I have no money, why did you kidnap me, human trafficker? You said you were a good person, aren't you lying?"

The person next to him laughed: "I'm a liar and you're a thief, it's a good match."

"Who is the thief!"

"Oh, but I saw you stealing the offerings."

Wen Liang couldn't get the breath down, and the air stuck in his throat made his face flush red: "How can that be considered stealing!"

Ji Jueming originally brought that chocolate for him to eat! Can't he just take a few pieces?

That’s totally fine!

"Oh, then how about letting the policeman have a piece of chocolate too?"

Wen Liang was very upset.

He was very upset.

It was true that Shen Sinan had met him today, but Shen Sinan seemed to be particularly disgusted with him.

It’s easy to imagine that the last 10% of the task is difficult.

What Wen Liang feared most was that those people would discover his identity before the mission was completed. He would just be a transparent board after escaping death, so if it didn't work out today, he would just go back to his rental house and find an opportunity to meet Shen Sinan alone.

No one else was seen.

But just on the first day when he was planning to live a peaceful life, this weirdo came out to disrupt his plans.

[886: I told you to get down the mountain earlier. You keep procrastinating.]

[Wen Liang: I turn off the alarm clock within a second of hearing it this morning. I don’t have a procrastination problem]

Wen Liang took out all the chocolates in his pocket and placed them on the seat. "Here, here, here! All for you! You can send me to the police station if you want!"

The boy angrily picked up the remaining half of the piece, peeled off the tin foil and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

This is not doing good deeds, this is being addicted to being a Bodhisattva. He just stole a few pieces of chocolate in the cemetery, but they arrested him and sent him to the police station.

[Wen Liang: How about I jump out of the car?]

【886: .....It's just a few pieces of chocolate, he's just teasing you】

Wen Liang inexplicably felt that the person next to him was capable of doing anything.

After swallowing half a chocolate, Wen Liang's throat felt choked. He thought about it and decided to control his temper and have a good talk with this man.

A trip to the police station wasn't a good idea.

Just as he was about to turn his head and speak, there was a sudden brake sound accompanied by a violent friction sound of the tires, and Wen Liang flew forward. The man next to him immediately stopped smiling and grabbed him almost instantly, and his back was swung forward by inertia and hit the backrest of the seat in front of him heavily.

Wen Liang was hugged into a solid and safe embrace. He only felt a slight dull pain from his shoulder hitting the man's chest. The person protecting him on top of his head hit him harder and gasped with a hissing sound.

The driver turned his head and looked over with an anxious look on his face: "Mr. Jin! Mr. Jin, are you okay? Someone is stopping our car!"

Wen Liang's shoulders and forehead were still hurting. When he heard the surname, he looked up at the man holding him in disbelief.

Last name Jin? Are you a relative of Jin Yuan?

Could it be that Jin Yuan asked him to come? That's why he is so familiar with others?

Wen Liang quickly climbed up from under the seat. He was pressing down on the man, and if he couldn't get up, the man couldn't get up either. He was not hurt, but the sound of the man hitting the seat was very loud.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Wen Liang reached out and pulled the man up, then looked up at the front of the car.

When he looked up, Wen Liang was startled. The car that stopped the car was not just one car. Wen Liang looked around.

Their car was also surrounded.

I didn't check the almanac before going out today, and Wen Liang was stuck in traffic all day, either being blocked by people or by cars.

"Are you hurt?" Mr. Jin, whose surname is Jin, rubbed the back of his head. The first thing he did when he got up was to care about Wen Liang.

Wen Liang shook his head: "I'm just worried about you, maybe your enemies are here to find you."

The driver in front suddenly changed his tone. He swallowed and turned back to the man and said:

"Mr. Jin, it's... it's Mr. Jin."