The male god of quick time travel, don't trick me anymore

Chapter 4

There must be people from them outside, but no one should see his face.

Going out now is obviously not a wise move, maybe they are just waiting to catch everyone who goes out from here!
"Miss Zhuang, Miss Zhuang, wake up."

"Hmm~" Zhuang Yi let out an uncontrollable moan.

She rubbed her aching head and opened her eyes in confusion.

Seeing the magnified face in front of me, I didn't react for a while, and I stretched out my hand to slap me!

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound.

Some people standing in the room couldn't help covering their faces, tsk tsk, why did they feel that their faces were hurting, they stretched their necks quietly and poked over, and a very striking red mark appeared on their boss's sallow face When the thin face came into contact with his warning sight, they immediately retracted their necks.

Stand with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Tsk tsk, the beating by my wife probably didn't hurt so much.

A few people thought so.

The face of "you" completely woke her up. "Are you Captain Wang?"

Wang Huan covered his face depressedly, his face was still respectful, and his tone was still flattering: "Yes, it's me."

Zhuang Yi was quite surprised to find that his eyebrows were twitching quietly, and the muscles on his face were also obviously twitching. He secretly thought, this person can bear it.

Zhuang Yi took advantage of Wang Huan's hand, sat up from the sofa, thanked him, and stared at the person in front of him with confusion: "Captain Wang, what's wrong with me?"

"What's the matter, don't you remember anything?" His eyes became darker because of his obvious doubts about her words.

"Captain Wang, what do you mean?" Zhuang Yi glanced at the whole room, and asked imposingly: "Are you suspicious of me? I don't even know what happened. You want to suspect that I did something?" What?"

After speaking, he brushed the teacup he handed over to the ground.

There was a crisp sound, causing the people around to lower their heads involuntarily, but they were surprised to find that the teacup that fell to the ground did not break with the sound, but most of the tea spilled out.

The only person who was not speaking from the beginning, who was wearing a military uniform instead of a police uniform, squinted his eyes, and some inexplicable thoughts flashed in his eyes.

However, the doubts in Wang Huan's eyes dissipated a bit, and he was not angry because of her inexplicable temper. He had seen many young ladies who were many times more arrogant than this one, and Zhuang Yi was able to give them face. .

The tone also softened: "Then, Miss Zhuang, can you tell me why you are here?"

Zhuang Yi replied without thinking: "Why should I tell you?"

When he raised his eyes, he saw the man in military uniform staring at him. Even if his eyes met his at this moment, he looked back very calmly.

It's a powerful one, but I don't know which side it is from.

She poured herself a glass of water, and everyone's attention was attracted by her sudden movement.

She covered half of her pretty face with her wide sleeves unhurriedly, took a sip, and then slowly continued the topic just now: "Come order a dress for A Ying."

Before they could ask, she continued, "A Ying's birthday is coming up, and I want to give her a surprise."

Wang Huan did not let her go and asked: "Then do you remember what happened before you fell into coma?"

Zhuang Yi glanced at the man in military uniform sitting not far away, his face was almost covered by his collar, only those piercing eyes that were still biting her tightly were left, they were so bright and scary .

She came back to her senses, leaned on the back of the sofa relaxedly, and thought for a while before continuing: "I'm right, after I came in, I discussed some requirements for the clothes with the boss, and then I drew the clothes by myself." style, then"

She raised her fingers and tapped her head, and finally put it down with regret: "Sorry, I felt a pain in my head after that, and I didn't know anything anymore. When I woke up, I saw you."

"That's right." Wang Huan walked to the back hall with his arms folded, his brows frowning more and more. After a while, he walked out again with a piece of paper in his hand, handed it to her, and asked, "Is this the picture you drew?"

Zhuang Yi took it over and looked at it carefully, and replied with certainty: "It is it!"

"Miss Zhuang's painting is very good."

"Do you know ink painting?" The voice was full of surprise.

Wang Huan rubbed his nose: "How can it be? Isn't it better to paint like the real thing? How can I really understand it?"

If I really understand this, how can I use it to be a policeman that the world doesn't like to see now?he murmured.

"what"

Of course, Wang Huan also heard the disappointment, and couldn't help but secretly cursed himself why he was looking for trouble, he could just ask if he could!

"So, what's going on here?"

Wang Huan and the man in military uniform looked at each other, and without getting any information from his eyes, he said to himself: "The owner of this store is dead."

To his surprise, the lady in front of him was not frightened by this kind of thing, but just said with a wry smile: "What kind of bad luck is it for me to encounter these things all the time."

He secretly sighed that he was indeed a born master, and he was not frightened by this kind of scene, unlike the one raised by the young master of the Liu family who is about to take over.

"Then Miss Zhuang, has something suspicious happened?"

Zhuang Yi nodded without hesitation this time: "Yes."

This action made Zhuang Yi, who has always shown off everyone's demeanor, look a little cute.

But everyone present had no intention of thinking about this. They just looked at the young lady more attentively.

"When I walked outside the shop, I realized something was wrong." Zhuang Yi glanced out of the window, and continued: "When I came here, there were shops selling fruit, newspapers, cigarettes, and even tea shops. The seats are full of people, but here, it’s just a remote old alley in the old town.”

Before she could finish speaking, Wang Huan had already yelled at someone: "Take down that group of people outside!"

But I knew in my heart that most of them returned without success.

This is the man in military uniform who finally spoke: "Since you know there is a problem, why do you still go in?" The clear voice was like a spring in the cold winter, dispelling the chill brought by his own ruthlessness.

Zhuang Yi didn't look at him, but looked directly at Wang Huan in front of him with puzzlement, and knocked the teacup in his hand casually: "Why didn't I come in, I just returned to China, and I didn't offend anyone, who would?" To deal with me, even if it is affected by irrelevant things, as long as my name is reported, who would dare to touch me?"

The tone was born with pride and dignity.

(End of this chapter)