Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Along the way, Cheng Shuyang held his head with one hand and stared quietly out of the car window. The woman sitting next to him could not help but raise the corners of her mouth while holding the password box.

The evidence she had been thinking about for so many years was finally in hand!

At first, she wanted to force the woman away with this paternity test, but failed in exchange for Rong Qi asking her to abort the child.

She should be Rong Qi's wife. It's not enough for that bitch to take her place, he also needs to take her son's place.

But fortunately, all these years of grievances are coming to an end, and she will kill Rong Mo and send him to see his mother.

The more the woman wanted to laugh, the more greedy she became, and Cheng Shuyang's face darkened as he watched.

Why hadn't he noticed his mother's disgusting face before?

The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the community, where a man in a suit was already waiting for them.

"Hello, Ms. Chang, I am the person sent by Mr. Xiu."

"I've got the stuff, let's talk about it after we go in"

Chang Qian walked in front carrying the password box, eager to take out the contents, and did not see the strange Cheng Shuyang at all.

Several people gathered around the password box, staring at the piece of paper. Chang Qian picked it up and looked at it again and again.

“This is it, the one I gave that bitch at that time, it’s not wrong!”

""In that case, Mr. Xiu is waiting for your good news."

Cheng Shuyang sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and looked at his excited mother indifferently.

What would her expression be like if he rushed over and tore it off now?

If her 20-year dream is shattered, will she go crazy?

Unknowingly, he had been raised as a black lotus by his so-called mother. He never asked for maternal love, and he wanted to see this woman's madness after she became disillusioned.

Cheng Shuyang looked away and controlled the urge to rush over and tear up the paper.

Of all the methods, this is the stupidest one. If he tears it up, I'm afraid he will be the first person killed.

So what should we do?

Cheng Shuyang's fingertips kept tapping the armrest of the sofa. After a moment, he had an idea.

"Yangyang, we don't have to live here tomorrow. Mom will finally fulfill her promise to you."

Cheng Shuyang raised a smile: "Well, yes, I'm so happy."

Late night

Finally, after all those people fell asleep, Cheng Shuyang wore a black coat and quietly touched the security door.

He came to the people's cars parked downstairs, cut off the brakes one by one, and then carefully returned home.

The moment he closed the door to the room, his beating heart gradually calmed down. He took a deep breath, took out his phone, and clicked on a person's profile picture.

Cheng Shuyang: Brother Tang, can you come to my house to pick me up tomorrow? I have something to go to see Brother Mo.

Tang Zhuo, who was being forced to work overtime by Xiu Jin, had two panda eyes and nodded from time to time. The buzz of his mobile phone on the table suddenly woke him up.

Thinking it was Xiu Jin who had some instructions, he quickly picked up his phone. The moment he saw it was Cheng Shuyang, his face quickly darkened.

What message should I send to him after staying up in the middle of the night?

Tang Zhuo: No, Master Rong has no time to talk to you.

What he said was absolutely correct. Young Master Rong had been in love with Mr. Xiu these days. It would be better for Cheng Shuyang, a former scandal target, not to commit suicide.

Looking at Tang Zhuo's reply, Cheng Shuyang frowned.

Cheng Shuyang: Okay, then I’ll just ask Brother Mo to pick me up.

"Pfft!" Tang Zhuo was so frightened that he spat out a mouthful of water.

You've already told me not to seek death, so he still wants to take shortcuts?

Tang Zhuo: What time will it be tomorrow?

Cheng Shuyang: I will tell you tomorrow...

???

On short notice?What does he think?Mr. Xiu just pressured him to work overtime, but Master Rong was Mr. Xiu's favorite person, and he accepted his orders.

Why is this little brother who I haven't known for a long time taking advantage of him?

Holding his breath in his heart, Tang Zhuo did not dare to refuse. With Young Master Rong's urine, if he really went to pick him up, Mr. Xiu would not be able to skin him.

He sighed resignedly and couldn't figure out why his status suddenly plummeted. He picked up the phone and reluctantly replied "I know."

After receiving a positive answer, Cheng Shuyang raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction and got into bed.

Early next morning

It was only seven o'clock when Cheng Shuyang was pulled out of bed by his mother.

"Yangyang, let's go, it's time for us to set off."

Cheng Shuyang rubbed his sore eyes, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a neatly dressed woman with heavy makeup.

He quickly concealed the disgust in his eyes and nodded.

"Well, I know mom"

Taking advantage of Chang Qian's leave of his room, Cheng Shuyang sent his location to Tang Zhuo.

The next thing to do is to buy time.

Cheng Shuyang walked into the bathroom unhurriedly, and then a crackling sound came from the bathroom.

Chang Qian opened the door and rushed in. She saw Cheng Shuyang squatting on the ground picking up broken glass with his hands.

Maybe she opened the door with too much noise, which scared the person squatting on the ground. The glass pierced Cheng Shuyang's hand, and the blood instantly turned the palm red.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mom, I didn't catch it, I didn't mean it."

"You! Why are you so useless? You can't even hold a cup!"

The woman habitually raised her hand to hit him. Cheng Shuyang shrank and covered his head with his bloody hand in fear. The blood dripped on his still immature face.

Chang Qian retracted her hand instantly.

No, you can't fight. If you want to see Xiu Jin, you can't let anyone see that Cheng Shuyang is injured.

Her chest was rising and falling with anger, and she gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Get it done quickly, don't make me wait too long!"

Cheng Shuyang nodded timidly, threw away the glass shards in his hand in a panic, and then cleaned the wound.

The woman walked away angrily on high heels. Cheng Shuyang glanced at the door coldly, not showing any fear as before.

After a while, the phone dinged.

Tang Zhuo: I'm here, where are you?

Cheng Shuyang's bandaged hand trembled slightly and replied.

Cheng Shuyang: Let’s go down now.

Putting away his phone, he put on the clothes his mother had prepared for him and walked out.

Chang Qian outside the door had a gloomy face and said impatiently: "Hurry up! It's not enough to succeed but it's easy to fail!"

Cheng Shuyang lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong: "I'm sorry, Mom."

"Tsk, I hate it when you look so submissive!"

Chang Qian stepped on high heels and got into the BMW. Cheng Shuyang glanced around and saw a Rolls-Royce driving over not far away.

"Hey, what are you doing, kid? Why don't you come here quickly?"

Cheng Shuyang changed direction and ran towards the Rolls-Royce.

"Brother Tang, did Mr. Xiu ask you to pick me up?"

"Huh? What repair..."

"Mr. Xiu is so awesome. He knew I was going to find him today, but he actually asked you to pick me up."

There was a bit of shyness in Cheng Shuyang's smile, which made Tang Zhuo feel chills.

Why don't you ask him to come last night?Why are you involved with Mr. Xiu again?

"Yangyang, who is he?"

Chang Qian came over from behind.

"Mom, this is Tang Zhuo, Mr. Xiu's subordinate. Mr. Tang, it was Mr. Xiu who asked him to pick me up."

???

Tang Zhuo glanced at Cheng Shuyang in disbelief. The man had an innocent smile on his face and looked so pure.

If he hadn't seen Cheng Shuyang's desperate fighting methods, he would have truly believed that he was a pure and beautiful young man.

Chang Qian looked at the tall man in the car and looked back at those people uncertainly.

The people nodded and then closed the car windows.

"Hello, Mr. Tang, did Mr. Xiu ask you to pick up Yangyang?"

"..." Tang Zhuo was confused by the question, but he still nodded with a cold face.

Cheng Shuyang was afraid that Chang Qian was asking questions, so he quickly said: "Mom, then I'll get in Mr. Tang's car."

The woman's smile froze and she stared at Cheng Shuyang closely. Cheng Shuyang immediately pretended to be scared: "Mom... do you want to come with me?"

“Not everyone can sit in my car.”

Chang Qian's nails almost got into her flesh, and she had to smile and said: "No, we can just follow behind."

Tang Zhuo closed the car window without answering. Cheng Shuyang tugged the corners of his lips at Chang Qian and reluctantly got into the Rolls-Royce.

"Drive, drive quickly, go find Mr. Xiu"

"???, what are you doing? Aren't you going to find Master Rong?"

"I can't explain it to you, but today we are going to find Mr. Xiu. Those people behind you know you. They claim to be Mr. Xiu's people."

Tang Zhuo stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

"Mr. Xiu? Mr. Xiu's father has long gone to live abroad."

"Is Mr. Xiu his father the only elder member of the Xiu family?"

"..."

Tang Zhuo paused slightly. Of course, there was not only Mr. Xiu, but also another one, but he had been kicked out of the Xiu family and was currently not in the country.

But how did Cheng Shuyang know?

At the same time, Xiu Jin also received a call from his uncle.

Rong Mo lay on the bed and rubbed lazily against Xiu Jin's arm, and Xiu Jin pinched the soft flesh around his waist.

"Don't make trouble..."

The old voice on the other end of the phone was filled with disbelief: "Huh? Xiu Jin, are you talking to me?"

Rong Mo's hand touched the man's abdominal muscles dishonestly. The man's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his voice was low and hoarse with a hint of lust: "No, uncle, what's the matter with you?"

"I have something to ask you for, and my people are already on the way."

"Yeah, I got it, hang up"

"Huh? You..."

Before the person on the phone finished speaking, Xiu Jin hung up the phone and threw the phone aside, confining the dishonest person under her body.

"What are you doing? I told you to be honest."

Rong Mo smiled wilfully: "I am not the one who is dishonest."

Xiu Jin's Adam's apple twitched, a delicate kiss fell on Rong Mo's ear, and his voice was hoarse: "Well, it's not you now."

"Hey, hey? People say they have something to do with you. You can't do anything random."

He is only responsible for starting the fire, not putting it out.

Rong Mo pushed the man on top of him. Just as Xiu Jin was about to say something, there was a knock on the door.