Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 48, The Angel Who Doesn't Smile
Lin Anluo, who was waiting for Sima Ling on the side of the road after signing, was chatting with the system: Wei Xiujie is in jail, can I fast forward to the day of my normal death?

[System]: Yes, yes, but if you don't fulfill Xia Ying's wish, you won't get her gift.

Lin Anluo: What is her wish?
[System]: Revenge on Wei Xiujie, complete your studies well, and support her grandma until she dies. You have only completed the first stage.

Alas, Lin Anluo sighed, except for the first one, they were very common and ordinary wishes, but Xia Ying couldn't fulfill them. Her life like a flower died at the age of 17 in the summer because of someone else's malice.

To be honest, Lin Anluo quite likes Xia Ying's grandma, Chen Yuqin, with a typical cold face and warm heart, she raised her granddaughter while patriarchal, scolded her for only spending money, and left her a certain amount on the table every day when she went out. pocket money.After hearing that my granddaughter was being bullied, I held up a kitchen knife to kill the bad guy who bullied her. After the bad guy was punished, I was afraid that she would not be able to think about it, so I said thoughtful words of enlightenment.

With a thin figure, she made up for all the family affection that Xia Ying lacked, and what Lin Anluo lacked was the imagination of family affection.

[System]: Wei Ming is rushing towards you from your left rear, please dodge quickly!
Lin Anluo subconsciously looked back vigilantly, took a few steps back before Wei Ming grabbed her, and shouted coldly, "What do you want to do? Go to jail with your son!"

She didn't run, she wasn't afraid at all, this was at the gate of the police station, whenever Wei Ming wanted to do something, she would yell, saying that he had evil intentions.

Of course Wei Ming didn't dare to do anything excessive. After running around all night, black stubble appeared on his face. The decadent and frustrated middle-aged man's eyes were strangely fanatical, and his voice was urgent, "Student Xia Ying, little girl, Uncle apologizes to you, tell Mr. Sima Lan to let my son go, uncle will promise you whatever you want."

Lin Anluo didn't want to look at his ugly face, she turned her head and said coldly, "I don't want anything, I just want him to go to jail, this is the retribution he deserves."

Hearing the deep hatred in her tone, Wei Ming also knew that she would not let go. After being disappointed, he asked tentatively, "What is your relationship with Mr. Sima Lan? Can I meet him? If you had told me earlier, Knowing him, uncle has already tied that bastard Wei Xiujie to you to plead guilty, why bother him to do it."

He was so snobbish that Lin Anluo didn't bother to talk to him.

"Classmate Xia." Seeing that she remained silent, Wei Ming reluctantly said, "Wei Xiujie is already in jail, so you should be relieved. If uncle doesn't hold you accountable for what you did in the hotel before, don't tell Sima Lan. That's too much to say, let's each take a step back, offset our grudges, and let each other go. Uncle promises that when Wei Xiujie comes, I will not let him cause trouble for you."

Is he so afraid of Sima Lan?

Lin Anluo never had too much understanding of Sima Lan's strength from beginning to end, because Sima Lan had always been very gentle to her, just like an ordinary young uncle from a friend's family, playing with and supporting the junior, but she didn't expect that he was Wei Mingguang was deeply afraid of this person when he heard his name.

He also wanted to use her incident of calling the police to offset her grievances. Since she was the only one who had grievances against him from the beginning to the end, what did he use to offset her?A sneer appeared on Lin Anluo's face, and her petal-like lips said the most decisive word, "Impossible."

Sima Lan's coquettish dark purple sports car had already appeared on the street corner. After Lin Anluo saw it, her smile became even brighter and her words became more provocative, "According to what you said before, you said that I am beautiful, and you attracted Wei Xiujie's attention. , so Wei Xiujie deserves to bully me. But now, you have no ability and you have offended me again. I have the ability to teach you a lesson, so I should not leave you any room. No reason, because you are weak, you deserve it. Sima Mr. Lan has promised me that after punishing Wei Xiujie, it will be your turn next. After all, the son does not teach his father his fault. If the son did something wrong, the father should also share his sins."

"Don't go too far! Little yellow-haired girl!" Wei Ming became more and more angry as he listened, his eye sockets bulged, he took a step forward unbearably, and grabbed the girl's arm forcefully, his fingers were like steel and iron, tightly tightening her delicate flesh, He raised his hand at Xia Ying, "I gave you some face, but you are even more arrogant. Let's see who teaches who."

Faced with his violent behavior, Lin Anluo closed her eyes as if death was at home, but she was silently counting "three, two, one"

With a creak, the dark purple supercar stopped abruptly beside them, and the tires screeched.The people in the car got out of the car quickly, and the sound of closing the door sounded very hard. It could be heard that the owner was in a very bad mood.

As expected, the pain did not fall on her. It was the third time that Lin Anluo was brought into his arms by Sima Lang. This time he changed to a perfume, which was much stronger than the previous one, and filled his body with a sense of aggression. her nose.Lin Anluo put her arms against his waist and could feel the solid muscles in his abdomen.

Her body was shaking slightly, as if she had not yet escaped from fear.When Sima Lan pulled her away, he kicked Wei Ming hard, knocking him to the ground. The extremely dangerous anger could be heard in Sima Lan's low voice that sounded above her head. "You don't have to rush to seek death."

Wei Ming is a middle-aged man who works in an office and has a fat body that has not been exercising all year round. Half of his life is almost lost under this fierce kick. His throat is fishy and dizzy. stand up.

Sima Lan asked coldly, "How many times did he hit you?"

"Not yet, not yet. He just caught me, and I'm fine." Lin Anluo whispered, taking a long breath with lingering fear, "Fortunately, you arrived in time again."

She came out of his arms and rubbed her arm. On the joint-like forearm, the bright red fingerprints were very conspicuous.Actually, it wasn't any real harm, but Xia Ying's skin is white and tender, and it's easy to leave marks when she scratches lightly. What's more, Wei Ming is so strong when he is angry, and the fingerprints are engraved on her snow-white skin. What a cruel treatment.

Sima Ling's eyes froze on it for a few seconds, and when he looked at Wei Ming, he was murderous. He said, "You should be glad that this is at the gate of the police station."

The subtext of this sentence is that otherwise he has no guarantee that he will do anything.Wei Ming heard it and looked at the young man standing in front of him with fear, realizing his identity almost instantly.

"Mr. Sima Lan." He stood up, his back was still bent, but he forced a flattering smile on his face, his distorted facial features couldn't bear to look directly at him, "I'm sorry, I was impulsive, and my attitude when talking to Student Xia Not too good, I mean no harm."

You even raised your palm and said you meant no harm.Lin Anluo curled her lips. Needless to say, Sima Lan must have thought the same.Anyway, the scenes of how she was violently bullied by members of the Wei family were all presented in front of Sima Lan, without her needing to add embellishments, Wei Ming couldn't find a way to please Sima Lan who he was afraid of.

Although this act was a bit mean to take advantage of Sima Lang's sympathy, it was really because Lin Anluo hated Wei Ming so much, she hated him even more than Wei Xiujie. Apologizing to her was done with a condescending air, as if it was her who was in the wrong.

(End of this chapter)