Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Is this right? This doesn't seem right either.

Wen Liang took a step back and closed the door gently.

"You're not going to clean up?"

Wen Liang held it in for a while, then said haltingly: "Don't clean it up, it's fine to leave it like this."

The old butler sighed as he watched his lady leave.

Madam still hasn't gotten over the grief of Mr. Huo's passing. His funeral will be in three days, and Madam must be very sad.

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Wen Liang returned to his room and searched the closet, under the bed, behind the curtains, and in the toilet. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure there was nothing dirty.

Scare yourself.

Wen Liang took out the original owner Lin Mo’s mobile phone and wanted to see the chat history between the original owner and Huo Wei.

When he opened the friend list, he found only Huo Wei. Wen Liang was still hoping to contact Huo Wei's younger brother Huo Zian.

This is not severe social phobia, this is simply an accessory of Huo Wei.

The content of the chat history was also very simple. Lin Mo was greeting Huo Wei, and Huo Wei would occasionally reply with a sentence or two.

They sleep in separate rooms and their chats are not intimate. It seems that the relationship between Huo Wei and Lin Mo is somewhat different from the description in the novel.

Wen Liang filled in the contact information Bai Ge gave him in the afternoon into the search box and applied to add Bai Ge’s WeChat first.

It will be much more convenient to contact Bai Ge in the future.

When Wen Liang finished all this, a text message from an unfamiliar number suddenly popped up on his phone:

"Strange number": Baby

"Strange number": Baby

"Strange number": Baby

......

More than ten text messages were sent at a frequency of one per second.

Wen Liang was lying on his back on the bed, holding his phone in his hand. He stared at the text message and typed a question mark silently:

「Lin Mo」:?

「Lin Mo」: You sent it to the wrong person

"Strange number": Baby

"Strange number": Baby

Lin Mo: TD

Wen Liang sat up after replying to the text message and wanted to put his phone aside, but a message from an unfamiliar number immediately caught his eye:

"Unknown number": The baby ate very little today, only three mouthfuls of porridge and two shrimps. He was not obedient.

Below is a photo of Wen Liang sitting in a restaurant eating. This is Wen Liang who just had his meal.

Wen Liang's hands trembled, and he threw the phone onto the bed in fear. He jumped off the bed and leaned against the window far away from the phone.

"Om - hum -"

The phone on the bed was still ringing, and the vibration sound was eerie in the room. Wen Liang grabbed the curtain and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

【Wen Liang: Hello, is this 110? I want to call the police! 】

【110: ...Are you calling me? 】

[Wen Liang: There is a pervert here, please help me as soon as possible! Otherwise, I may lose something very important here.]

【110: Lost your life?】

【Wen Liang: Losing moral integrity! 】

110: .....

110 checked to see if the lucky bags were really distributed. Otherwise, why was it still unable to respond to Wen Liang's words?

[Wen Liang: For my moral integrity, please check if there is any surveillance in this room.]

【110: OK】

In less than a few seconds, 110 responded to Wen Liang: "There is only one surveillance camera in the room, on the mural in the southwest of the bedroom."

Wen Liang didn't turn around to look for the surveillance camera.

Wen Liang took a deep breath, walked to the bedside, picked up his phone and read the text message:

"Unknown number": Baby, you look so cute when you are scared, your eyes are red, as if you are about to cry

"Unknown number": Why are you so scared? Is it because you know I'm angry?

"Strange Number": Who is the man who sent you home today?

The feeling of the original wife questioning the mistress inevitably makes people think of Huo Wei.

Wen Liang asked 110 again in fear, "Is there really no ghosts in this world?"

110's answer is chilling

[110: In the setting of a horror dungeon game, if there are no ghosts, I will judge the script as poor]

Wen Liang rushed downstairs like a cat with its fur standing on end, holding his phone. He knocked on the old housekeeper's door and was so scared that he almost cried.

"Butler Grandpa? Butler Grandpa, please open the door. We are being targeted by a pervert. Grandpa? Butler Liu? Old Liu?"

The phone buzzed:

"Unknown number": Baby, you are not wearing shoes, the housekeeper just went out

"Strange Number": How can you be so cute? When you are scared, your eyes turn red and you only look for someone else

"Strange Number": You are so cute being raised by Huo Wei

Wen Liang calmed down instantly after hearing this.

The person opposite is not Huo Wei.

Wen Liang relaxed completely and slid down to sit on the ground with his back against the door.

Knock, after all this time it turns out that the person on the other side is not a ghost, just a pure pervert.

【110: ....that's all?】

[Wen Liang: You may not know that in my past missions, the concentration of perverts was very high. It makes me shed tears when I talk about it.]

The original owner, Lin Mo, was a socially anxious person, and the lucky bag plug-in also indicated that she would only have attacks when seeing strangers.

Since he couldn't see the real person through the phone, Wen Liang tried to feel it and found that it did not trigger any physical manifestations of social anxiety.

Wen Liang gradually calmed down, holding his phone and typing a reply to the pervert:

「Lin Mo」: Who are you?

"Strange Number": It's not important. What's important is that you don't talk to other men. They are all bad people. I am willing to give my life to you, baby.

"Lin Mo": If you have a good life, give it to me. If not, I don't want it. You peep at me because you like me?

「Unknown number」: Yes! Yes!! Baby smells so good, I love you so much!

"Lin Mo": Then send me a photo. I don't accept online dating.

"Unknown number": ...

Wen Liang snorted coldly, turned off his phone, pulled out the SIM card and threw it into the toilet.

He asked 110 to check the entire villa, which had a total of thirty-six surveillance cameras.

When the old butler came back, he and the butler dismantled the surveillance cameras one by one.

It is rare for people behind the camera to see the boy so close to the camera and so clearly. The cat stands on the ladder, looking up, staring at the camera with a serious face...

The man took screenshots frantically, one per second. Soon the camera broke down, and he immediately opened the next one.

By the time the last camera screen went black, the man had already captured thousands of photos in his desktop folder.

The next day, Wen Liang asked the housekeeper to take the dismantled surveillance cameras to the second-hand market to sell them as scrap.

It sold for more than 20,000.

Wen Liang received the transfer from the housekeeper and grinned.

Isn't this the income?

He took his spare clothes and newly opened shampoo, hummed a song and walked to the bathroom, then took off his clothes and took a shower with peace of mind.

The hot water flowed over his head and body. Wen Liang shrugged his shoulders and raised his head comfortably. His eyes were wet by the water. Wen Liang closed his eyes and rinsed his hair, then pushed it back and reached for the shampoo on the shelf.

I reached into the air and felt nothing.

Wen Liang opened his eyes and found that the shelf where shampoo was originally placed was empty.

"Didn't I bring it in?" Wen Liang muttered to himself, "I remember I took it..."