After I divorced, I was targeted by villains

Chapter 42
After a day and night of connecting flights, Wen Zhiyu finally arrived at Pretola Airport.

The current time for Ren Laurence is eleven o'clock in the evening on December 12th.

The domestic BJ time is at 12 am on December 11.

As soon as she got off the plane, Wen Zhiyu felt the temperature brought to her from a foreign country, which was bitingly cold.

It's not that Wen Zhiyu didn't turn on the phone during this day and night.

But she has never received any messages from Z.

It's not that I didn't receive it, but I didn't.

This thought was like a spell, constantly buzzing in her ears, making her uneasy.

When she found her suitcase and walked out of the airport, her mobile phone rang for the first time after turning it on.

Standing in the corridor of the exit, Wen Zhiyu stopped and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

A string of unfamiliar phone numbers flashed on the screen.

Suddenly, the words of the man she met at the Modu airport appeared in her mind, "When Miss Wen arrives in Renlorence, someone will pick him up, and then Miss Wen can follow along."

Could it be what the man said, the one who picked her up?
Wen Zhiyu answered the phone without knowing why, and a deep and cold male voice came from the other end of the phone, "Miss Wen?"

"It's me. Hello."

As soon as he heard the address of the other party, Wen Zhiyu knew that this was the one that the man could say to pick her up.

"Where is Miss Wen now? I'm waiting beside the black Clio at the exit."

After the other party explained his location, he hung up the phone.

Wen Zhiyu, who was in a daze, followed the path pointed out by the other party, and successfully found the location of the person on the phone.

Wen Zhiyu didn't come back to his senses until she got into the car and the car started driving on the streets of Renlorence at night.

Perhaps to ease the awkward atmosphere in the car, Wen Zhiyu pressed the window button.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind poured into the car, mixed with scattered light snow, falling on Wen Zhiyu's face, icy cold.

Snowing.

Ignoring the cold wind piercing into the skin through the clothes, Wen Zhiyu stretched out his blue and purple palms, and pressed them against the car window to pick up the falling snow petals.

"Miss Wen will go to the place ordered by the master to rest tonight, and report to the school tomorrow."

Through the fender inside the car, the man driving glanced at Wen Zhiyu who seemed to be playing in the snow from the corner of his eye, and said in a low voice.

He was still thinking about Wen Zhiyu who was snowing, but his mind was empty and he didn't hear what the driver said.

It wasn't until the other party called her "Miss Wen" softly again that Wen Zhiyu regained her composure and said in a panic, "Huh?"

"Miss Wen, it's very late now. I think it's starting to snow outside, why don't you go to the place arranged by the master to rest for a night, and then go to school tomorrow. The place where you live is not far from your school, you Don't worry." The man didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face, he looked through the rearview mirror seriously, saw Wen Zhiyu recovering, and solemnly said what he just said.

"Oh, good." After agreeing meekly, Wen Zhiyu felt that her answer was too reasonable.

After hesitating for a while, she blushed again, looked at the man in the driver's seat, and whispered, "Thank you for me, my father. Also, thank you for coming to pick me up so late."

"It should." After getting Wen Zhiyu's approval, the man driving the car replied in a deep voice, stopped talking, and concentrated on driving.

Wen Zhiyu also closed the car window that had just been opened.

The uneasiness and embarrassment brought to her by the unfamiliar environment dissipated a lot after the man's words just now.

At this moment, Wen Zhiyu can calmly look at everything in front of her.

Wen Zhiyu, who didn't know what to do, and didn't know how long it would take to get there, held the backpack in his arms, unzipped it casually, and wanted to take out something from the bag so that she wouldn't look so embarrassed.

It's just that before she touched anything else, she felt that the touch of her fingers was a little smooth.

It's that envelope.

Maybe it's because the envelope has been kept in the bag and has not been exposed to the outside temperature. The envelope's skin is still warm to the touch.

Reaching into the backpack with his right hand, he stroked the surface of the envelope. For some reason, Wen Zhiyu felt restless.

After touching for a while, Wen Zhiyu stretched out his hand from the bag.

Wen Zhiyu took out the phone from his pocket, unlocked the screen, and glanced casually.

There is no information about Z.

Wen Zhiyu realized that the time in China was different from the time here when he glanced at the time in the upper right corner of the phone from the corner of his eye.

The time on her mobile phone has been automatically updated to the local time, and the domestic time should be around 6 am now.

Maybe he hasn't woken up yet.

In her heart, she was silently looking for reasons and excuses for the other party not to reply to her messages. Wen Zhiyu didn't realize that now she was in a state of being in love and waiting for her lover to reply to messages, nervous, restless, and anxious.

With such emotions and states that he couldn't figure out, Wen Zhiyu went to the place arranged by others.

After nearly 20 hours of tossing and flying, the moment Wen Zhiyu saw the bed, no matter how big a stone was in Wen Zhiyu's heart, he was temporarily blocked.

When Wen Zhiyu was surrounded by the warmth of the quilt and fell into Duke Zhou's dream, in the private room of the Moonlight Clubhouse in Yunyan City in China, Master Mian, who everyone talked about turned pale, was answering the phone.

The male voice on the phone was somewhat familiar, it was the man who picked Wen Zhiyu to settle in today.

"Well, let's see what she thinks. If you need her to contact you, you just need to follow her request."

It seemed that after listening to the other party's report, Shi Mianzhi had no expression on his face other than calm.

After explaining the last sentence, Shi Mianzhi hung up the phone.

Clicking on the profile picture on WeChat that he had seen many times, Shi Mianzhi murmured inwardly: Fortunately, the little wild cat is quite obedient!

The time in daze was not long, Shi Mianzhi quit WeChat and made another call.

Zhong Rui, who was still in his sleep, scattered a lot of banknotes, suddenly heard an inspiring melody from the mobile phone beside the bed, his whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, he jumped up from the bed, picked up the mobile phone took a look.

Seeing the name flashing on the screen, Zhong Rui's mind, which was still confused just now, became clear in an instant.

After answering the phone tremblingly, Zhong Rui called out in a low voice, "Master?"

"Is Jiangjia Jewelry going to hold a stone betting event recently?"

Shi Mianzhi's cold voice pierced through the microphone and hit Zhong Rui's heart directly, making him forget for a moment what the activity the boss mentioned was.

After being stunned for ten seconds, he straightened his mind, and quickly answered, "Yes, in five days."

"Is the previous batch of goods sold out?"

"It's over."

"Is the follow-up process clean?"

"It's clean."

"Well, wait until that day, you can find someone to do YN's publicity work, focusing on private haute couture."

"Okay, boss."

　Zhong Rui: Migrant workers, the soul of migrant workers, I love working day and night!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)