[Quick Travel] The villain is a coquettish

Song Lu pinched the smoke with his fingertips, the scarlet flame flickered on and off, and the smoke obscured the deep and sharp facial features.

He pulled his lips, and the smile in his eyes was a little thick with blood.

Wen Ling tilted his head to look at Song Lu, covered his mouth and coughed lightly twice.

Song Lu extinguished the cigarette and patted Wen Ling's head: "Let's go, it's cold outside."

Wen Ling was led into the room by Song Lu with his arms around his shoulders, watching him sitting gracefully on the sofa drinking coffee.

Mrs. Song hasn't come back since she left yesterday, and the servants in the manor seemed a little ready to move when they saw that Song Lu could stand up again.

"Master, this is the egg tart I just baked, try it."

With a gentle voice mixed with a little sweetness, the servant walked up to Song Lu with a tray.

Wen Ling recognized her. When that woman bullied him, she was an accomplice.

The woman noticed Wen Ling's gaze and gave him a warning look.

Song Lu didn't look up, but just handed the egg tart to Wen Ling: "Try it."

The little guy took the egg tart with both hands and took a bite. The overly sweet taste made him frown.

"Unappetizing?"

Wen Ling looked at the girl's resentful expression and nodded.

"Take it and pour it out." Song Lu waved his hand in a casual tone.

The girl was anxious: "But you haven't tasted it yet!"

Song Lu raised his head, his eyes were indifferent: "Didn't you see him shaking his head?"

"What can he taste as a servant, maybe...Ah!!!"

The girl bit her lip indignantly, she looked down on Wen Ling, now that Song Lu's leg was healed, he gained power in front of Song Lu as a mute, which made her feel even more uncomfortable like grass growing in her heart.

Song Lu threw the tray and egg tarts on the girl's body: "Since you like eating so much, then eat them all."

"Xu Ze, look at her, don't let her in until you finish eating."

With that said, a few swift bodyguards forked him out.

............

After Song Lu's legs healed, he became more and more overwhelmed with social activities, and he came back later and later.

At first Wen Ling went to and from get off work with Song Lu, but later on, Song Lu had to go to the banquet after work, so Wen Ling had to be sent back to the villa by the driver alone.

Looking at the man sitting on the black seat signing the document, Wen Ling carefully served him the coffee brought by his special assistant.

Song Lu hugged Wen Ling in his arms: "I'll ask Xu Ze to pick you up first, and I'll come back later."

Wen Ling nodded.

After Song Lu's leg healed, Mr. Song also intended to train Song Lu to be his successor, and kept taking him to various social occasions.

At four o'clock, Song Lu kissed Wen Ling's lips until his lips became red and swollen before letting him go.

"Xu Ze will be here in a while, you just wait here for him."

After Song Lu left, Wen Ling sat in the office and waited for the housekeeper to come and pick him up.

Not long after, Wen Ling's cell phone received a text message.

[I'm already here, come down. 】

Wen Ling didn't doubt that he was there, so he turned around and went downstairs after picking up his things.

The car was parked in the underground garage. After Wen Ling rushed to the underground garage, he successfully found Song Lu's license plate number.

Looking at the empty car, he suddenly felt a little weird.

Turning his head, Wen Ling suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Xu Ze's head was bloodied, and he was lying in a corner not far away.

wrong! !

Wen Ling turned around and was about to run, but his head was hit hard by something.

In an instant, the brain began to roar, and the sharp tinnitus and blurred vision made Wen Ling lose his balance.

He fell to the ground, completely unconscious.

In the abandoned factory, Wen Lingshou was cut backwards and tied up.

Both arms were so painful that they were numb, and they were swollen with blood.

But the pain in the arm was far less than that in the head, and the wound on the top of the head was in sharp pain almost tearing Wen Ling apart.

He looked at the dilapidated environment, but there was some unspeakable fear in his heart.

"You're the one who caused my son to go to jail, and I fucking want you to pay with blood!" The middle-aged man kicked Wen Ling's stomach hard, causing Wen Ling to cough in pain.

In the middle of coughing, Wen Ling suddenly realized a problem.

He...can make a sound.

"Stinky dumb, why are you disabled going to Qiyao? Do you know how much my son spent to go to Qiyao? Now it's all fucking ruined because of you!!"

The man became angrier as he talked, and kicked Wen Ling several times.

Holding the knife in his hand, his expression twisted: "Now my son's future is ruined, so don't even think about it!"

As he said that, he swung his knife and was about to stab Wen Ling in the stomach just now.

Wen Ling watched as the man's stabbing movements began to slow down infinitely, slow down.

A familiar voice came from my mind.

[Fuck, why did you get bullied when I just came here? 】

The villain looked at the man in front of him, and with one force, he flipped him four or five times and fell to the ground.

[How the hell dare to bully my son while I'm not around?kill you! ! 】

Wen Ling's eyes suddenly became sore when he heard the villain's voice.

【Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...】

The villain hurriedly comforted in a low voice: [Don't cry, don't cry, I will avenge you, let me see who dares to bully you! 】

After receiving all of Wen Ling's memories, the thug cursed: [Still fucking bullying the disabled?If I don't take his head off today, I'll call it his fate! 】

The man got up from the ground and looked at Wen Ling in horror: "There is a ghost... There is a ghost!!"

[Lingling, hide first, I feel that someone is rushing here with great malice. 】

The rope on Wen Ling's body was untied, and he endured the pain and ran towards the small woods behind the factory.

Not long after hiding in, there was the sound of an engine in front of the factory.

Xiao Lu's sharp curses were extremely piercing in the open space: "You let him run away? Are you a waste? Can he let him go without speaking?!"

The man shook his head tremblingly, looking terrified: "There are ghosts, there are ghosts!"

Xiao Lu spat and then drove away without looking back.

If Song Lu notices after a while, it will be difficult for her to escape.

From now on, she doesn't know anything.

Seeing Xiao Lu gone, the man lost his backbone for a while, and ran out staggeringly.

Seeing that everyone had left, Wen Ling returned along the road just now, trembling with his cell phone, and called the police.

Sitting in the police station, Wen Ling's hands were still shaking.

The blood-filled purple-red strangle marks on his arm looked a little hideous, and Wen Ling's voice was a little hoarse. He opened his mouth, but still didn't speak. He just wrote on the tablet: [My friend, how is his injury? 】

The police contacted the hospital and comforted Wen Ling: "Don't worry, he has been treated in the hospital and his life is not in danger."

Song Lu arrived very quickly. He was still wearing a banquet suit, and he looked cold and cold.

Seeing Song Lu, Wen Ling hurried over.

"what happened?"

Seeing the blue and red strangle marks on Wen Ling's arm, Song Lu seemed to lose control of his emotions.

Wen Ling scratched Song Lu's palm reassuringly, and briefly explained the matter.

[Lingling, the hero's blackness value is too high now, you should stay away from him recently, he has a tendency to be anti-social.The other one named Xiao Lu has far higher vicious value than you, you have to find a way to surpass her. 】

Wen Ling was brought back by Song Lu. Along the way, Song Lu pursed his thin lips without saying a word.

Song Lu was already at the beginning of anger, Wen Ling obediently followed him into the bedroom, almost as soon as he entered, he was pressed on the bed by a domineering force.

The kiss fell gently, with a force that could not be refused.

Wen Ling was forced to kiss Song Lu by pinching the soft flesh of the back of his neck. He pinched the corner of Song Lu's clothes and almost drowned in his kiss.

"I'll find out who did it." He stroked the soft hair on top of Wen Ling's head, hugged him and pampered him.

Wen Ling closed his eyes, but he couldn't help but think of Xiao Lu's voice in the factory.

Why would she do this?

Without evidence, if Wen Ling told Song Lu rashly now, it would only cause him trouble.

He had to figure it out somehow.

............

It seems that since the last incident, Song Lu has been paying more attention to him.

When the little girl opened the door and came in, her face was as embarrassed as ever.

"Miss Xiao is here again, in the reception room."

There was no expression on Song Lu's face, and he didn't even answer.

The little girl knew it well, so she closed the door and backed out.

Song Lu held the document in his hand and called the special assistant: "Get ready, there will be a video conference in 10 minutes."

Wen Ling wrote on the tablet: [I'll go to the lounge to get something to eat, you start the meeting! 】

Song Lu patted Wen Ling's head: "Go, I'll be over in a while."

After closing the door, Wen Ling held the tablet in his hand, hesitating a little.

【Lingling, go face to face with her, she wouldn't dare to attack you with me around. 】

Wen Ling pushed open the door of the reception room, and upon hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiao Lu galloped over like a butterfly. As a result, when she saw Wen Ling's face, she turned up the volume almost uncontrollably.

"Why are you here?!"

Wen Ling just looked at her steadfastly, opened his mouth and asked hoarsely, "Why did you do this?"

Hearing Wen Ling's hoarse voice, Xiao Lu's expression suddenly became contemptuous and vicious: "So you can talk, but I thought you were dumb, but you pretended to be dumb for so long. Don't you know that Song Lu hates others for lying to him the most? "

"I didn't offend you, why did you kidnap me?"

Just as Xiao Lu was about to speak, she suddenly spotted a shadow standing at the door from the corner of her eye.

The words that I was going to say turned around in my mouth, and my tone changed drastically.

"Song Lu probably doesn't know about your ability to talk, right? You'd better pretend to be a little more like it, or you will reveal your secrets and our affairs will be exposed."

"what..."

Wen Ling was at a loss.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Xiao Lu suddenly rushed over to hug Wen Ling, Wen Ling took two steps back in fright, but bumped into a hard chest.

With a deep voice, it was difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger, Song Lu curled his lips, and there was no smile in his eyes.

"Not dumb?"