Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 79 The little mute girl and her 'men' [11]

An Ran looked at Lin Yitong who was falling down quickly in front of him, and seized the time to quickly take off his clothes.

Finding a few obscure angles, pressing the shutter, An Ran flipped through the photos, appreciating his photography skills and pressing Save satisfactorily.

After An Ran finished his work, he walked towards Lu Mao who was lying on the ground in front of him and looked at the knife that was only lightly pierced on his right shoulder.

Not much blood was left, An Ran knelt down and pulled out the knife from the opponent's shoulder.

"Ah——" Lu Mao opened his eyes wide in pain, looked at An Ran who was smiling at him, closed his eyes, and then lay back and pretended to be dead.

An Ran wiped the blood from the knife on the green hair who was pretending to be dead.

Seeing the other party's trembling body in pain, but desperately holding back and not daring to move, An Ran found it particularly amusing.

After putting away the wiped knife in his hand, An Ran looked around the warehouse.

There were still people guarding not far outside the warehouse, An Ran carefully went through the side door, and ran out while the other party was not paying attention.

An Ran didn't know which direction to go, so he fled in the opposite direction of the abandoned warehouse where he had been kidnapped.

Just walking along the road like this, although it was dark in summer, it was already dark after such a toss.

The sound of cicadas seems to be louder in the open suburbs, and there are crickets in the grass beside the road one after another.

An Ran has been walking on this road for nearly an hour, but he didn't come across a single car.

However, the sky was not beautiful and it was raining lightly. An Ran felt that he might really catch a cold this time.

Finally, An Ran, who had been walking in the rain for a long time, saw a car approaching, and rushed to the road to stop it regardless of what happened.

Sure enough, the road was slippery in rainy days, the car still rushed forward inertially after braking, and hit An Ran who was blocking in front of the car.

"Ah -" An Ran fell to the ground in pain and could not bear to touch this porcelain until death.

"Young Master Tang." The driver in the cab asked after seeing the scene in front of him.

"Uncle Wu, go down and take a look." The man sitting in the back seat of the car said without raising his head as he continued to flip through the information in his hand.

"Yes." The man known as Uncle Wu got out of the car to check the situation.

An Ran couldn't speak, so he could only keep gesticulating to tell the other party that he didn't mean it.

An Ran was just rubbed for a while, not seriously, holding the front of the car to get up, gestured and asked the other party if he could take a ride?
"Young Master Tang, you seem to be a mute who can't speak, and wants to take our car." Uncle Wu came to the car window and said.

Tang Wenyao frowned when he heard that the other party was dumb. He looked up at the person standing in front of the car and found that he was an acquaintance.

"Let her come up." Tang Wenyao looked at An Ran who kept bowing and thanking in front of the car.

An Ran, who didn't know what was going on in the car, almost didn't react when he saw an acquaintance in the back seat of the car.

In this uninhabited ghostly place, you can meet them all, evil fate.

An Ran looked at the acquaintances in the car, dilated his pupils in horror, and hurriedly wanted to exit.

But the other party grabbed the wrist and made An Ran sit back.

"It's so late, and it's in the suburbs, and you can't get a taxi, how do you want to go back." Tang Wenyao looked at An Ran who was still struggling, and said.

An Ran had no choice but to sit back, lowered her head obediently the whole time, and shrank aside without speaking.

Tang Wenyao didn't speak at all, just looked at the unfinished document in his hand, but didn't know why he didn't read a single word.

After a while, An Ran began to feel cold, and his small body hid aside and shivered.

Tang Yaowen replaced the cold air conditioner in the car with a hot air conditioner in the summer, took off his suit jacket and put it on An Ran.

There was no talking along the way, and the sound of papers being turned in the quiet car could be heard from time to time. As for whether the people who watched were on it, they didn't know.

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PS: I learned a new vocabulary.

Boss, please take care of me.

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