The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 13

Sui Ling noticed that Ji Ye's gaze was moving around her body, and finally fell on the knife in her hand.

Feeling the cold and defensive attitude of the person opposite, Sui Ling turned the tip of the knife and put it far away.

She doesn't want to find a younger brother who can bring down Wen's... her partner is ruined.

Ji Zhaoan pressed Ji Ye's shoulder, pondered for a long time, and asked incomprehensibly, "Aren't you just a top student in the history department? Why did you get involved with my brother?"

"By the way! What did my brother call you just now? Miss Shen? Isn't your surname Li?"

"Shen Suiling, the child recovered by the Shen family not long ago."

Ji Ye was holding the menu to order food for Ji Zhaoan. Hearing this sentence, he added without raising his eyes.

Ji Zhaoan blinked his eyes in surprise, and then smiled happily, showing his small canine teeth, and the dimples on his lips made him feel even more youthful, "Bless you! Find your real parents!"

Sui Ling didn't talk about whether she was favored or not, with a smile in her eyes, her voice was warm but distant, "Thank you."

The waiter brought the steak, and Ji Ye naturally took it, cut it up, and pushed it to Ji Zhaoan.

The cold-blooded and ruthless young master of the Ji family spoiled his younger brother so much.

Sui Ling folded her hands flat on the table, and the tiny lamps sprinkled into her starry eyes through the lush branches and leaves.

The information given by 1087 is only the development of the plot from the perspective of the heroine Shen Qingyue, so the other side branch Sui Ling is not aware of it.

But she vaguely remembered that Ji Zhaoan died very casually.

【It is raining cats and dogs all over the world, and the sound of the majestic rain resounds through the clouds. The lights in Ji Zhaoan's ward are not turned on.

The thin and lonely boy flaunted his dazzling blond hair and stared at the dark sky without saying a word. Occasionally, a flash of lightning flashed, illuminating the face that was lost in front of him.

It took a long time to hear the random decision.

"Mother, I want to save my brother."

Ji's mother was full of disbelief, and walked quickly to Ji Zhaoan's side, with a painful tone: "An'an, that's your life!"

"I also owe my brother my life. My father is dead. The Ji family cannot live without a pillar."

Shen Qingyue stood outside the door, the door was opened a crack, she could clearly hear Ji Zhaoan's choice, she clenched her hands tightly, tears welled up in her eyes.

Her Ji Ye was saved. 】

Sui Ling held the orange juice in her hand, her hair drooped slightly and hung on her shoulders, the falling strands covered her eyes, she silently recalled the plot.

As the male protagonist, Ji Ye still has some special features, such as the useless panda blood all over his body.

Except for him and Ji Zhaoan, there are very few panda blood types in Jiangcheng.

In the original plot, Ji Ye had already fallen in love with Shen Qingyue at that time, and in order to deal with the mess after she pretended to be aggressive, he was severely calculated.

Lost vision, lost too much blood and entered a state of shock.

At that time, Shen Qingyue was still complacent about killing the underworld boss casually, completely unaware that it was all because of Ji Ye.

When she heard the news that Ji Ye was critically ill, she couldn't believe it, and rushed to beg Ji Zhaoan to donate blood.

Nor worried about whether the frail teenager would die from excessive blood donation.

She didn't even think she was wrong, she cried and complained beside Ji Ye's bed that he didn't know how to plan and did things blindly.

Time is running out, Ji Zhaoan is not afraid of death, he loves his elder brother even more.

Maybe it was to make his brother feel better. Ji Zhaoan didn't die from being too weak. He died at 6 o'clock in the morning when the sun was just rising due to a heart attack.

In Suiling's file, Ji Zhaoan didn't even have a name, and all used the second young master of the Ji family.

He only appeared in a few scenes, most of which were when donating blood, a tool man who indirectly paid for the heroine's mistakes.

Sui Ling raised her eyes, and the young man on the opposite side raised her brows and eyes, and the smile on her lips seemed to never disappear, and she always looked as bright as the scorching sun.

She put down the orange juice, and her eyes fell on the clock. The pointer had already pointed to eight o'clock, and she stood up slowly.

Ji Zhaoan picked up the steak and saw Sui Ling standing up suddenly, his mouth was vague, "Are you leaving?"

"See you."

Sui Ling lowered her head and shook her hand calmly.

Ji Zhaoan: "See you tomorrow!"

Sui Ling didn't say anything to Ji Ye, the hero is destined to fall in love with the heroine, and she has no way to stop it.

[Sui Ling host, if the heroine seriously collapses, the hero may not fall in love with the heroine. ]
Sui Ling leaned against the car window, it was already dark, and the night belonging to the city came, and the broken neon lights illuminated half of her face through the window.

1087 popped out suddenly, abruptly rejecting Sui Ling's previous thoughts.

So?

After Sui Ling left, she returned to her icy look, lowered her glistening eyelids, raised her eyebrows and asked back.

[So you are not going to save Ji Zhaoan? ]
Is that my task?
Sui Ling nestled back on the back of the chair again, talking to 1087 expressionlessly, her words were cold-blooded.

[Although it's not your task...but don't you want to save him? ]
1087 can't understand Sui Ling at all, it can often feel the gentle kindness from her attitude towards others.

But when she was alone, the coldness in her eyes was as cold as a millennium cold pool, so cold that it was unreasonable to fear, and she treated the salty fish state of life loosely and indifferently.

How could someone be so complicated!

1087 hugged his little wings with a melancholy expression, thinking of Mr. 007.

When Sui Ling heard the question, she pondered for a while, and said with a look of course, "I want to save, but I can't."

[…] Do I believe you?

If he hadn't seen her ability, 1087 would definitely believe it.

1087 didn't care, anyway, Ji Zhaoan had nothing to do with the task assigned by Lord 007, so he fell silent after hearing this answer, and didn't bother Suiling anymore.

Back at Shen's house, Sui Ling immediately lay down before coming.

Suddenly, the rapid ringtone of the phone forced Sui Ling, who was just about to rest, to open her eyes, glanced at the phone, and was about to hang up, but saw that it was Wang Yi calling.

She twisted her fingers and pressed on.

"Miss, Mrs. Wen seems to have found her."

Wang Yi's breathing was unsteady, as if he was running.

Sui Ling frowned and asked, "Where are you now?"

"The shopping mall is so crowded that they dare not do anything. Mr. Wen is now at the Diyi Hotel, and Wang Wu is protecting him. I have attracted the attention of the people sent by the Wen family. He should be safe."

With a calm voice, Wang Yi reported to Suiling in an orderly manner.

"Be careful and dispose of them."

Sui Ling stepped forward, put her fingers on her wrist, and her slender figure quickly disappeared into the Shen family.

[Do you really have a driver's license? ]
1087 looked at Suiling asking Uncle Wang to borrow the car keys with a serious face, and couldn't help asking questions.

Yes there is, there is no there is.

Sui Ling hooked the key and didn't answer directly.

That's not it, 1087 watched Sui Ling open the car door, the action of firing was a little rusty, and fell silent.

Although Sui Ling's firing movements were unfamiliar, but when she really drove, the speed was so shocking that 1087 could not close her mouth from ear to ear.

Smooth ending, cornering, when there is no car or no one, the accelerator is almost pressed to the bottom.

1087 watched Sui Ling keep overtaking and speeding up, and he had already anticipated the scene where the ticket was full.

Sui Ling's car drove very fast, and the road that originally took 30 minutes to reach was cut into 10 minutes by her.

She came to the room Wang Yi said, raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

Wang Wu's voice was vigilant, and he quietly picked up the big knife and stood by the door.

Wen Jingce, who was sitting on the bed, heard the sudden knock on the door, and slowly clenched his fingers, veins spreading out of his fair and slender hands.

"Sui Ling."

(End of this chapter)