Am I the one who was wronged?

After replying to Dr. Yang's message, they all held the tablet and poked Zhao Ran with their hands, signaling him to move on.

Zhao Ran's face was full of gloom, and he took two mouthfuls of dust from his mouth, restarted the car, and drove in the direction indicated by the road sign.

After crossing the Shanzhuang intersection, there is no fork in the back.

After driving along the main road for half an hour, they saw the destination of their trip, Shanhai Holiday Villa.

There is a sign at the entrance of the villa, with the words "Mountain and Sea" written on it, as a landmark in front of the villa.

50 meters away from the entrance, there are security personnel on duty to strictly verify the identity of the visitors.

In front of them was the red sports car that just overtook them, and was stopped by the security guards in black.

The tall and long-legged security guards stopped the car and negotiated with the people in the car with a serious face.

The voice was not too loud, and words such as "birthday party" and "need an invitation" could be vaguely heard.

Zhao Ran quickly retracted his head and looked at his uncle, "Uncle, Uncle, I seem to have heard that you need an invitation to enter. Did Mr. Jin send you an invitation?"

They all shook their heads, and Mr. Jin invited him to climb the mountain without mentioning the banquet or the invitation.

His hearing is better than Zhao Ran's. The security guard in black said, "According to the regulations, only two people can enter each invitation. If you want to enter Shanhai Villa, these rules must be followed."

It is estimated that there are at least three people sitting in the car in front, but there is only one invitation card, so no one can get in.

Coincidentally, there were also three people in their car, and they didn't even have an invitation card, so wouldn't they all be unable to get in?

Oh, this is a bit embarrassing.

Holding the tablet in his arms, he sent a message to Dr. Yang with a "da da da", telling him to come out to save the scene.

I hated Dr. Yang for being unreliable, hum, it was clearly agreed to climb a mountain, why did it suddenly turn into a banquet.

He was laying down and typing, when the people in the car in front suddenly raised their voices, "Don't keep talking about the rules! The rules are that the dead are alive, we are here, why don't we just go back like this?" I said what the hell is going on with you security guard!"

The voice was sharp, and the tone was full of anger, which showed that he was really angry.

The security guy in black put on a serious face, he didn't step back because of the guest's anger, and apologized in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, my duty is to abide by the rules here.

If you stay here for too long, it will affect the travel of the following guests. Which two will go in, please make a decision within 2 minutes. "

After speaking, he raised his hand and saluted, and walked towards them.

Zhao Ran leaned on the car window, and waved to the security guy, "We don't have an invitation card, brother, wait a moment, and let my uncle see if the appointment is wrong."

The security guy was stunned, probably because he didn't expect him to be so direct.

Then he glanced sideways into the car, saw the bald young monk, and asked, "The one sitting in the car is Young Master Jiang."

Zhao Ran squinted his eyes to avoid the harsh sunlight, "Yes, my uncle's surname is Jiang."

The security guy held a tablet, verified their information, and nodded at them, "Mr. Jin has greeted us in advance, so there is no need to show the invitation card.

After waiting for 2 minutes, you can pass directly, and turn left into the villa to find the parking lot. "

Zhao Ran suddenly realized, and nodded quickly, "Oh, oh, yes, thank you, brother."

The little brother smiled slightly, and said in a deep voice, "You're welcome, I wish the three of you a happy time in the villa."

Turning around and walking back to the post, after a delay of 2 minutes, the people in the car in front also made a decision, and a young man with oily face got off, and the car continued to drive inside.

The man looked unhappy, avoided the harsh sunlight, and went to a cool place to hide.

Passing by their car, I glanced into their car, showing a shocked expression, "Zhao Ran! I didn't expect it was really you, why are you here?"

Zhao Ran glanced at him, he didn't recognize him.

He started the car self-consciously, but the man wanted to talk again, Zhao Ran had already stepped on the accelerator and drove into the villa.

The man chased the car and shouted twice, "Zhao Ran! Zhao Ran!"

After running two steps, he was stopped by the security guy, still a little unwilling, he dragged the security guard and questioned, "Why did he come out here, how could he have an invitation card?!"

The security guy looked serious and said in a low voice, "Sorry, this is not my job."

"Responsibility! Responsibility!" The man was so angry that his face was ugly. "Apart from responsibility, don't you have anything else in your heart?!"

The security guy was silent for a long time, with a calm expression, "Sorry, no."

He was so angry that he was so angry that he wanted to swear, but just as he opened his mouth, he saw behind the security guards, a dozen or so security guards in black, all looking at him sullenly.

The scolding that came to his throat was swallowed abruptly, his chest hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

After entering the gate and guard post, turn left and soon you will see the parking lot, with a huge sign erected outside.

Dr. Yang was leaning against the signboard, wearing the simplest white shirt + black trousers, which made him look taller and longer, with a superior appearance, and his glasses shimmered.

Facing the direction of the entrance, his expression was calm, and he looked unhappy.

Their car drove past, but Dr. Yang didn't react at all, and kept staring at the direction they were coming from.

When the car stopped, they all jumped out of the car with their Baina bags in their hands.

Doctor Yang saw him, and then looked at the car behind him.

She raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise, "Whose car are you driving, I thought you came up by taxi."

They all curled up their lips and smiled, holding the tablet and typed "da da da", "The car is mine, Mr. Jiang gave it to me, and the driver is Zhao Ran."

Dr. Yang looked at the "Mr. Jiang" he typed, and he slowed down for two or three seconds before the expression on his face was not so surprised.

Coughing twice, he leaned over and whispered to him, "You know, Mr. Jin Gang asked me yesterday what should I give as a gift.

I wondered if he wanted to give you a gift, so I asked him to give you a nice car, didn't it mean that boys like cars.

I didn't expect people to be able to take the lead. Fortunately, Mr. Jin's gift hasn't been delivered yet, otherwise it would be really embarrassing. "

Giving a gift to someone who is heavy is like flattering a horse's leg, isn't it embarrassing?

All of them quickly shook their heads, not embarrassed, how could they be embarrassed.

It is also a car, given by Mr. Jin, it must be different from others!

With him, Mr. Jin has always been so different!

He was beating the drums in his heart, even if Mr. Jin gave him a toy car, the one with the battery and no remote control, he would definitely like it very much!

But... Touching the Seven Treasures Buddha Bead on his wrist, he still likes the Buddha Bead given to him by Mr. Jin the most!Nor can it dampen Mr. Jin's enthusiasm for him.

Touching the tablet and typing, I very implicitly wanted to remind me that I could exchange a gift, "Actually... I'm not very good at driving, so I don't particularly like cars."

To say that his skills are not very good is actually reluctant. He has never learned to drive at all, and he doesn't even have a driver's license.

After hearing what he said, Dr. Yang looked at him strangely, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It looked like I wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and I didn't know what to think of.

He reached out and touched his bald head, "It doesn't matter if your skills are not good, Mr. Jin will drive, I guess the skills should be pretty good, so don't worry."

Let Mr. Jin drive for him?This is not good.

Mr. Jin is not Zhao Ran, he is very busy on weekdays and can't finish his own affairs, so there is no time for him to drive.

Yiyi widened his eyes slightly, shook his head slightly, and tapped the words "da da da", "Forget it, this is too troublesome."

Dr. Yang finally couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud, "It's okay, it's nothing troublesome at all, trust me, Mr. Jin will definitely be willing to drive you."

Touching his bald head, the corners of his mouth turned up, "But this will not work until you grow your hair."

Yiyi, "...?" What does this have to do with his hair?

Dr. Yang held back his smile and coughed heavily.

That's a big deal, Mr. Jin will not be able to drive again when he sees your round bald head.

After all, this is not a car to go to kindergarten!

Although in their circle, many people like to play some cosplay, thinking about new tricks all day long.

Uniforms and temptations can't satisfy them anymore.

If those people see the little monk, they will definitely be like a mad dog seeing a fleshy bone. They will try their best to hook him and abduct him to the bed.

They really dare to think, and they can really do it.

But their Mr. Jin is different. He is an old-school gentleman who restrains himself and keeps good manners.

As long as the little monk has been a monk, Mr. Jin can be friends with people for as long as possible. Want to see the little monk drive with Mr. Jin?

...and he can only think about it in his mind.

They stood under the license plate for a while, Zhao Ran and Jiang Ruo walked over, Doctor Yang smiled gently, "Let me take you in, it's hot standing here."

It will be June soon, and the sun above the head is starting to become venomous. Even if the altitude of the mountain is high enough, and there are forests around, the temperature is not too high.

But it was still steaming in the sun like that, and I felt very uncomfortable all over.

Everyone nodded, he didn't want to stand here either.

He came to see Mr. Jin, can he see him standing here? Obviously he can't.

Follow Dr. Yang to go inside, step into the gate of the villa, and you will be greeted by the cool wind from the air conditioner.

Blowing makes people full of energy and refreshes the whole body.

The whole villa is in Chinese classical style, built according to the mountain, with many exotic flowers and plants planted in the middle of the house, which has the taste of ancient pavilions and pavilions.

The corridors running through the front and back are all made of solid wood, and the texture is very good to the touch.

Dr. Yang saw that he was interested, and explained to him with a smile, "This is all high-quality pine wood, and it smells fragrant."

As a holiday villa, Shanhai Villa covers a vast area, and all kinds of buildings are very distinctive, and the materials are also very good solid wood.

Overall, the cost is high, and the finished product is naturally good.

According to the architectural style of "one step, one scene", everything is exquisite and small. Walking from the gate, there are beautiful scenery everywhere, which makes people unable to see it.

From where they passed by, a lotus pond can be seen in the distance.

The lotus leaves are scattered on the pond without any gaps, holding white or pink lotus flowers.

There is still some distance from them, and the sweet fragrance of lotus can be smelled faintly, accompanied by the soft voice of conversation.

In the open space by the lotus pond, many well-dressed people gathered in a circle in twos and threes, bowing their heads and chatting casually. It seemed quite lively.

Dr. Yang saw him looking towards the lotus pond, and followed him, "The lotus pond is very large, if you want to go boating, I will take you in another direction later.

Those are the guests invited by Mrs. Jin, her daughter's birthday is today. "

When talking about Mrs. Jin, Dr. Yang's tone was a bit cold, as was his expression.

He didn't pay attention at all, he just went in shock.

What the hell, where did Mrs. Jin come from! ?

Could it be that Mr. Jin is already married and even has a daughter? !

Looking at his shocked eyes, Dr. Yang thought to himself that Mr. Jin was not unrequited love, as for the little monk's expression, it was obvious that there were double arrows.

Hey, hey, the little monk is returning to vulgarity, just around the corner.

He didn't want to be the stick for beating mandarin ducks, it doesn't matter if it's good or not, the main reason is that he would break Mr. Jin into a small wooden stick with one hand because he was afraid of offending Mr. Jin.

He quickly explained with a smile, "That's not Mr. Jin's daughter, but his niece."

Oh, niece, everyone is relieved, niece is good, niece is good.

He patted his chest to keep himself from being so nervous, holding the tablet and typing "da da da", "Does Mr. Jin still have a niece?"

Doctor Yang nodded, and said flatly, "Yes, Mr. Jin has a niece."

The current Mr. Jin is actually not the intended successor of the Jin family.

Mr. Jin has an older brother who died in a sudden air crash eight years ago, leaving behind a two-year-old daughter.

That Mr. Jin is gone, and the important responsibility of the Jin family's family business falls to the current Mr. Jin.

To say that Mr. Jin is also very powerful, he has an older brother who was not originally raised as an heir.

From childhood to university, everything followed my own interests, and I didn't know much about Jiang's family business.

But after his eldest brother died for some reason, it only took three or four years to prop up the huge Jin family.

Not only did he stabilize his heels, but he also stood taller and walked more steadily than before.

Mr. Jin, who has retreated behind the scenes and cultivated in City B with peace of mind, often sighs with his grandfather. Fortunately, their Jin family has Jin Fengyu.

It was not at the point where there were no successors, otherwise the Jin family would have been disbanded due to the changes experienced in the past few years.

If Mr. Jin turned the tide and made the Jin family stand upright, he can be regarded as a great hero of the Jin family.

From top to bottom in the Jin family, no one dissatisfied with him.

Except for his eldest brother's wife, who is now Mrs. Jin.

In her heart, the death of Mr. Jin's elder brother was because Mr. Jin coveted the Jin family's property and tampered with it on the plane.

Including Xiaoqianjin's weak health, it is also because Mr. Jin is playing tricks behind his back.

What I usually like to do most is doing all kinds of overt and covert things, and doing right with Mr. Jin.

This time too, Mr. Jin's leg injury was getting better, and he was invited to come to the villa to cool off. He thought the environment here was good, so he asked the little monk if he wanted to come and play.

Thinking that the mountains are cool and there are many things to play, it is quieter than staying in the city.

Mrs. Jin saw that Mr. Jin had come to the villa, so she hurried over with her people. If she wanted to hold a birthday party for the little daughter here, she had to ask Mr. Jin to arrange it.

Dr. Yang was sent to deal with this matter, which was the accident he told Yiyi.

Passing through the cool and airy corridor, they stopped in front of a round moon gate.

Dr. Yang stopped Zhao Ran and Jiang Ruo, "Mr. Jin is afraid of making noise, so you can go in by yourself. I will take them to play elsewhere. If there is anything to do, send a message."

Everyone nodded, indicating that there was no problem, and stepped into the Moon Gate with their bags.

This is an independent small courtyard, with many tall trees planted inside, full of fiery red flowers blooming all over the trees, the sunlight penetrates through the flower branches, and falls vigorously.

Only the color of the flames remained, making the whole courtyard a light red.

Just like in the evening, the sunset glow floating in the sky falls from the sky to the ground.

He walked through the entire red glow and slowly took two steps forward.

Mr. Jin was sitting under a flower tree, pinching a white ball with his slender fingers, as if he was thinking about how to make a ball.

Hearing movement, he raised his head slowly.

The eyes blended with mountains and rivers looked at him calmly and gently through the crimson rays of the sun, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

They all stopped in their tracks, held peach wood rosary beads, and silently recited two scriptures before walking over slowly.

Jin Fengyu put down the chess pieces in his hand, looked at him calmly, his voice was warmed by the red clouds all over the yard, "What scripture did you just recite."

Holding the tablet in their arms, they typed slowly, "Heart Purification Mantra."

Just for a moment, he felt that what he saw was not the real reality in the world, but that he had strayed into the illusion left by a certain fairy.

Otherwise, how could he see the immortal who held the chess and said nothing.

Mr. Jin was slightly taken aback, then he frowned and revealed a beautiful light smile.

The unhappiness caused by his sister-in-law just now disappeared in an instant, leaving nothing behind.

He raised his finger and pointed to the opposite position, motioned him to sit down, and asked in a low voice, "Do you know how to play chess? All."

Looking at the chessboard with many chess pieces in front of him, the black and white chess pieces on it are entangled with each other endlessly, which makes me feel a little headache.

Yiyi scratched his bald head in some embarrassment, and slowly typed with the tablet, "Well, I can play backgammon, okay?"

Mr. Jin was slightly taken aback, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he brushed the chessboard with his hand.

With the sound of "哗啦啦", the black and white chess pieces that were fighting fiercely on the chessboard were disturbed into piles.

Picking up the white pieces and throwing them into the chess box, the voice was gentle and pampering, "Okay, just backgammon."

The chess pieces were thrown into the box, and they made a crisp sound, "jingling", like the most beautiful music in the song.

Yiyi touched the chess pieces, looked up at Mr. Jin who was sitting across from him, his chest was jumping a little louder.

Mr. Jin, who is holding a chess piece, looks good too.

With a "click", the slender fingers pinched the chess piece and dropped it. Jin Fengyu knocked on the chessboard, looked at his face flushed by the color of the suit, and said in a low voice, "It's your turn."

His thoughts were pulled back, and he followed Bai Zi down, all of them raised their heads, and showed a big smile to Mr. Jin, signaling that he was fine.

Jin Fengyu didn't reach out to take the chess piece, but looked at him, his voice was like a spring flowing, hitting jade and stone, "Yiyi, you really don't remember me?"

Yiyi was stunned by the movement of pinching Heizi, and stared blankly at Mr. Jin for a long time.

Just threw away the chess piece, touched the tablet and typed "da da da", "Have we met before?"

Mr. Jin nodded, his voice was clear and faint, unable to tell whether he was happy or angry, "Well, I've seen it before."

Yiyi, "..." How is that possible!

Whoever saw a beauty like Mr. Jin would not remember it, even the little monk.

Holding the chess piece in his hand, he raised his head and looked eagerly at Mr. Jin, hoping to get some hints.

When, where, and what they were doing when I saw them, can you give me some hints?

It's a pity that Mr. Jin stopped talking. He twirled the white chess piece and landed it lightly on the chessboard. His voice was also light, "Don't worry, you have a lot of time, think slowly."

Yiyi, "..." Mr. Jin is angry, isn't he?

He touched the tablet and typed with a "da da da", "Then what did you look like before, Mr. Jin?"

Looking at the tablet handed in front of him, Jin Yuyu was slightly stunned, with a hint of helplessness flashing in his eyes, and continued to place pieces on the chessboard, "You take your time to think about it."

They all held the black chess pieces, thinking where they had met before, and their minds were not on backgammon, and they quickly lost the game.

Dr. Yang came over and spoke to Mr. Jin in a low voice, "Madam Jin asked you to meet the little lady, and if you don't want to go, she will bring the little lady over."

Jin Fengyu frowned, his face was cold, and he said in a low voice, "I'm going to see her, you can take them all to play."

The relationship between Jin Fengyu and his sister-in-law is not harmonious, but he cares about the daughter left by his brother. He should go and see the little guy's birthday.

His leg injury is not fully healed and he is still in a wheelchair.

Before leaving, he looked at Yiyi with gentle eyes, "Think seriously, there will be rewards for thinking about it."

Always, "..."

He wants to remember it, isn't it hard to understand, and you didn't remind me.

Zhao Ran and Jiang Ruo were playing by the lotus pond. When they all passed by, they were sitting in a row by the lotus pond, holding lotus leaves in their hands and poking water drops on them.

He walked to the middle of the pavilion and sat down, put down the tablet and began to scan Weibo.

Zhao Ran took Zhang Heye and leaned over to talk to him, "Master, what are you doing?"

They all pushed the tablet over, and the word "Jin Fengyu" was written in the search box, and all the information below was related to Mr. Jin.

Zhao Ran was a little speechless, "...Others search for news on the Internet because they can't see the real person. Why did you come here to check Weibo when you saw someone?"

After checking the news all the time, Mr. Jin said that they had seen it, but they didn't give him a reminder, what can he do!

I can only look through the previous photos and try to remember if I can remember them.

There are not many photos of Mr. Jin on the Internet, and there are only a dozen or so photos of all ages.

There is also a photo of a baby, looking chubby, and was dubbed by netizens as "handsome since childhood".

But in Yiyi's opinion, Mr. Jin was good-looking when he was a teenager, but he was definitely not as good-looking as he is now!

Of course these are not the point.

The point is, he looked over the dozen or so photos over and over again, but he still couldn't remember where he saw Mr. Jin!

Oops, the little monk is in trouble this time!

Zhao Ran had a great time over there, so he jumped directly into the lotus pond, took out two short lotus root joints from the mud, and prepared to wash them with the pond water and taste them.

He was arching his back to wash lotus roots, when he heard footsteps behind him, he was afraid that someone would come and cause damage.

For example, pushing him into the water or something, that would be bad, so I quickly turned around and took a look.

It was a girl in a red dress, walking towards this side in a hurry.

He was looking around for something, just happened to look over, and met his eyes.

The four eyes met for a moment, Zhao Ran realized that it was someone he didn't know.

He took the lead to look away, turned around and continued to wash the lotus root, waiting for the girl to walk by.

Unexpectedly, the footsteps not only did not go away, but gradually approached.

Zhao Ran heard the sound, turned around and looked at her vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

Although it was a hot day, the pool was cool.

But jumping in by himself is not the same concept as being pushed in by someone.

The girl in the red skirt looked hesitant, and tentatively called him, "Zhao Ran?"

Zhao Ran was called out by name, still holding the lotus root in his hand, his face was full of doubts, "I am, you are..." Who is it?

I don't know you either, what are you calling me for?

The girl stood quietly in the corridor with her high heels on, looked at Zhao Ran with delicate eyebrows, and sized him up from head to toe.

From his messy haircut, to his cheap, ill-fitting T-shirt, to his shapeless baggy shorts, and finally to the dirty dirt on his hands.

There was some obvious pity on her charming face, "I'm Lu Ting, why, how did you become like this."