After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

The noisy nightclub was dimly lit and crowded, but no one seemed to be staring at me.

But my feeling is generally not wrong.

Not once or twice, every time I come to the nightclub, I feel like someone is staring at me.

"Sister, I'm too tired tonight. I'll give you an extra tip later." I said close to the male model's ear.

Today's male models are really exquisite, and they also use high-end neutral fragrance, which is refreshing and clean, not greasy at all.

I returned to the booth and as soon as I sat down, Ji Yan handed me a plate of peeled oranges.

"I asked Miss Wen to peel off all the orange peel for you." He curled his lips, looking very pleased with me.

Following his line of sight, I saw... Wen Yu.

The eldest lady of the Wen family in Beijing and Ji Yan's fiancée.

She sat quietly in a corner, her waist straight, her posture elegant, her temperament gentle and intellectual.

Catching my gaze, she nodded politely.

"I'll feed you." Ji Yan said, feeding a piece of orange to my mouth.

I ducked immediately.

What's going on with him?

He asked his fiancée to peel oranges for me in front of everyone, and also fed me oranges in front of his fiancée.

What a stinking virtue!

"I hate eating oranges." I gave him a cold look and moved far away from him.

I saw that Wen Yu was neither noisy nor fussy, and was indifferent.

After a while, Ji Yan went out to hook up again and had a lot of fun with a group of beauties.

"All men have bad morals." I complained to Luoluo after taking a sip of wine.

"I heard that Ji Yan didn't want this marriage and was forced by Uncle Ji. Don't you know that Miss Wen is now a well-known licker in Beijing circles. She chases after Ji Yan every day to please him and even learns motorcycles for him. Ji Yan I can’t get rid of her no matter what.”

Luoluo told me in a low voice.

This is the first time I've heard of this.

Seeing the way Ji Yan glanced at Wen Yu from time to time, I curled my lips and said, "Wait for the crematorium! However, Wen Yu doesn't seem to be sincere to Ji Yan."

"Can you also see this? Wen Yu did have a dead Bai Yueguang. Ji Yan should know that." Luo Luo said again.

I:"……"

I don’t know what to say at the moment, it’s so heart-wrenching to be in love.

"Stop talking about this, Qiaoqiao, you are in great shape now. I am happy for you. Let's go!" Luoluo clinked glasses with me.

I touched hers too.

Thinking back to those half-month dark days two years ago, I really came back to life again.

I think of a chicken soup saying: In fact, it is your emotions that have entered a dead end, not your life that has entered a dead end.

At 10:30 p.m., Luoluo and I left the nightclub on time.

We put our arms around each other and staggered down the bar street towards the parking lot.

"Luoluo, someone is following us."

I didn't stop, I whispered close to Luoluo's ear.

Luoluo suddenly paused and looked back.

I also looked around, and it was obvious that a figure was hiding in the darkness when we turned our heads.

"Who? Come out, Miss!" Luoluo took a step forward and was about to go over, but I pulled him back.

"Let's go now."

I didn't want anything to go wrong, so I pulled her and kept moving forward.

I felt like I needed to call the police.

At the next intersection, Luoluo pulled me around the corner and hid against the wall.

"What are you doing?"

"Look who it is!"

she said quietly.

I was so angry with her, she was really not afraid of causing trouble.

We hid at the base of the wall. After a while, a figure appeared on the ground and a man walked out from around the corner.

He was dressed in work clothes, wearing black Martin boots, with a neat short haircut, flaring inverted ears, and a black headset.

Luoluo swung the bag and threw it at him.

Only then did I react and stepped forward to pull Luoluo away.

But, it's too late.

Before Luoluo could get close to the opponent, the opponent turned around and kicked Luoluo with his long legs.

I was shocked.

Fortunately, the opponent retracted his foot in time.

"Fu Ren."

I recognized the man standing under the streetlight, with a stern and thin face and a posture as straight as a pine tree.

"Qiaoqiao, who is he? Do you want to call the police?"

"No, I know you." I reassured Luo Luo.

Fu Ren looked at me with an arrogant expression, as if he didn't want to talk to me.

I didn’t want to pay attention to him, and I didn’t want to ask why he always stared at me in the nightclub, so I dragged Luoluo away.

He met Fu Ren face to face again in the underground parking lot.

As soon as I got out of the car, a robber wearing a black hood suddenly snatched my bag and took out my mobile phone.

Fu Ren suddenly rushed out and hit the opponent on the back with a bat, causing the opponent to fall to the ground immediately.

He threw the phone to me and bent down to help me pick up the bag on the ground.

"Tell your master, it's useless to snatch my phone. I have a backup of those videos, idiot." I said scornfully as I rushed to the robber who was gasping for air on the ground.

There is no doubt that Qin Lulu must have asked him to do this.

Taking the bag from Fu Ren, he signed at me.

"I don't understand." I said coldly.

He grabbed my phone and started typing in a memo.

I accidentally caught a glimpse of his missing little finger.

Soon, he turned the phone screen to me: Who is his master?

"Why should I tell you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?" I grabbed the phone.

Remember, this Fu Ren didn't like me in the past and even touched my brake line for Shixia. Now he follows me and protects me. What does it mean?

But what the hell.

I turned around and left.

He signed to me again. I glared at him, but noticed that there seemed to be a bit of sadness in his eyes.

I hesitated for a moment, then handed him the phone again and asked him to type.

Fu Ren tapped his thumb on the screen of his phone, hesitantly and thoughtfully, and I leaned over.

On the memo, he just typed the words "Brother Fu called"...