Quick Transmigration: The Sick and Delicate Villain Has a Deep Routine

Chapter 56 Alone

In the dark night, a silver-white Bentley drove across the brightly lit Jiangcheng Bridge. The man in the car suddenly opened his brows and eyes, looking out of the car window.

He wore a small square blue gemstone ring on his little finger, he was wearing a snow-white suit with a complicated bow tie on his collar, and beside him was an iron box with a penguin pattern on it, and his snow-white hands were resting on it on the iron box.

There was a lingering but unclear sadness in the whole person, and the thin lips were pulled down, looking not in a good mood.

Today is the day when Xu Zhubai came out of the ward. He was beaten by a woman from Shijiu to the ICU. Such a shameful thing is really out of style. If it is spread to the business circle, the shareholders in the group will take the opportunity to make trouble again up.

In order to cover up his sister Xu Mirou's previous attempted murder, he couldn't even sue Shijiu.

It's just that in the half-bright light and shadow of that night, those words that Shi Jiu said with a dark face were like a wild beast shrouded in his heart, stretching out its claws from time to time, scratching his heart mottled with blood, as if it was about to shatter .

"Lin Zi died a long time ago, you killed her with your own hands..."

"Even if it was a lie, you still didn't choose her..."

"That girl named Lin Zi has liked you for ten years..."

"Unless you die, I will never let you go, Xu Zhubai..."

"Cruel? I'm just giving you back the damage you inflicted on Lin Zi. Now, it's just the beginning."

Every word and every sentence is deep in the heart.

Xu Zhubai didn't know what he did, he just broke up with Lin Zi on that snowy night and left her on that hillside because his sister was about to commit suicide.

No matter what wish my sister has, he will fulfill it for her. No matter what my sister wants him to do, he will do it, because his life is given by my sister.

Just suddenly, I felt a little reconciled.

Himself, what does he want?
Xu Zhubai's eyes fell on the box, and he suddenly smiled.The smile is like the breeze in the forest. There are some things that he once owned, but he accidentally lost them.

His ears began to whisper again, and a woman's dark and shrill voice could be heard in his ears, "If it wasn't for your sister's bone marrow, you would have died long ago, Zhubai."

"If it wasn't for donating bone marrow to you, your sister's body wouldn't be so weak."

"Zhubai, you must take good care of your younger sister, she is still so young..."

The remnants of his mother's memory in his mind are so ferocious, he can't see his face clearly, sitting in a wheelchair, haggard and dying.

If he makes a slight mistake, he will be severely punished.She would not hit him, but would scold him in that extremely disappointed and resentful tone.

Even though he became an adult and finally understood his mother's worries about him and Xu Mirou at the last moment, he still couldn't let go.

But he was really as she expected, obedient to her, even his own feelings and life.

Habit is a terrible thing. For more than 20 years, what he owed Xu Mirou has been doubled.

The car drove across the Jiangcheng Bridge, going further and further off, Xu Zhubai finally realized that something was wrong.

His driver hadn't spoken a word since getting in the car, and his expression was very stiff, as if a layer of fake skin had been pasted on his original face, which looked awkward.

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat was Xu Zhubai's assistant, his face was also ugly, with fear in his eyes, he didn't dare to look at Xu Zhubai.

Xu Zhubai clenched his hands tightly, and said coldly: "Who the hell are you? Who sent you here?"

The man in the driver's seat breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and swallowed his saliva, "Oh, I'll go, if you don't react, I'll have to keep silent."

He glanced back at Xu Zhubai, and said with some disdain: "It doesn't matter what my name is. I belong to Mr. Jing. We, Mr. Jing, just invited you to Jing's house for a cup of tea. If you don't know what to do, I will take you now." dealt with."

Dealing with these two words has a lot of meaning, Xu Zhubai turned his head to look outside the car, and a Volkswagen car was not far behind the car, it seemed that it was this person's helper.

Xu Zhubai's face turned pale, and he forced himself to calm down. Today's situation is a bit serious, "What does Young Master Jing want from me?"

"How do I know about Young Master Jing? But this matter is very urgent. If President Xu doesn't leave the hospital today, then I probably took someone to the ward to escort you."

Xu Zhubai's mood gradually sank to the bottom, what kind of intersection could he have with Jing Zhi?
Jing Shao from Jiangcheng is known to everyone in the business district.

The methods are ruthless, often hurt the muscles and bones, and take people's lives silently, but they are often done by others. The trick of killing with a knife is superb in his hands.

Capital shrinkage and corporate bankruptcy are mild measures compared with them.

Most of the consortiums that have made a fortune have used some dirty methods in the past. Even if they are now cleansed, there are signs to be found.

It is said that Jing Zhi has those handles in his hands.There is absolutely nothing he can't find out if he wants to find out.

In the past two years, Jing Zhi has lived in seclusion, and most of the social interactions that need to be seen are done by the CEO Jing Qing.

But the memory of him in Jiangcheng has not faded away, on the contrary, it has become more and more popular, and it has a tendency to become a legend.

Jingzhi’s violin performance at the Expo Center was so skillful and beautifully rhythmic that it was even reported by newspapers and e-magazines as headline news.

Xu Zhubai suddenly remembered that Lin Zi's piano performance seemed to be mentioned on another page of the news, like the wind blowing the fallen leaves in the autumn rain, crazy emotions, coupled with the precise beat like a computer.

The two people who were originally unrelated, Jing Zhi and Lin Zi, were subtly connected at this moment.

"Is it because of Lin Zi?" Xu Zhubai asked.

No one answered him, but Xu Zhubai knew that he had guessed right.

Probably he really did something that was very sorry to her in his previous life, that's why the retribution came so quickly in this life, wave after wave.

He fell silent again, put the tin box on his lap, and opened it with a snap, perhaps looking at these things for the last time.

From the moment he got in this car, he stepped into the trap woven by Jing Zhi, there was no way to retreat, no way to escape.

But for some reason, his mood was never calmer than before.

On the round iron box is a clumsy and cute cartoon penguin, behind the penguin is a snow-white iceberg.

In the iron box, there is a button, a dry white rose flower, a report card No.1 is Xu Zhubai, No.2 is Lin Zi, and an iron watch with a broken dial. stop turning...

He kept staring at the things in the iron box, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

In the second year of high school, at the grade performance, her hair was black and straight, she was wearing a loose school uniform, and her fingertips were flying, playing black and white keys. He sat in the middle of the stage, and his eyes touched the girl's fingertips.

At that time, he also seemed to be moved.

　If you don't abuse him, you'll be sorry for our crybaby Lin Apiao.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)