The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Today is another weekend, Jian Bojun invited Rong Ling as his girlfriend to attend a dance.

This ball was founded by a famous lady in Beijing. I heard that many celebrities were invited. Even though Mrs. Rong was not happy that Rong Ling and Jian Bojun got too close, she still picked out the most suitable dance dress for her.

The western-style white gauze skirt is layered on top of each other, the waist is tightly cinched, and the hem of the skirt has intricate patterns, shining brightly under the light.

Rong Ling's long hair was pulled up high, like a bride who is about to enter the wedding hall.

"It's really cheap for the kid from the Jane family." Mrs. Rong said, "Since you are both interested, when will the people from the Jane family come to your door to finalize your marriage?"

"Mom." Rong Ling glanced at her, "There is no rush."

"Oh, how can I not be in a hurry? You are so old, and the grandchildren of the wives who play mahjong with me can play soy sauce, but I am still the same. I used to rush your brother, and he was not in a hurry... ..."

Mrs. Rong talked too much, her voice stopped abruptly.

Rong Ling, as if he didn't hear it, leaned over and put on his high heels: "I'm going out, so don't stay up late playing mahjong in the future, it's not good for your health."

"The child is still taking care of the adult's business?" Mrs. Rong who had just said that Rong Ling was old changed her words again, "You, just take care of yourself."

Rong Ling took a deep look at Mrs. Rong, and went downstairs without saying anything.

Jian Bojun's car was waiting outside the door, and after helping Rong Ling into the car, he whispered: "You guessed it right, Jin Shuliang will also attend the dance tonight."

"Jin Shuliang is fond of love. Sex, he will definitely not miss this kind of occasion of hunting for sex." Rong Ling said, "When the time comes, just do as we agreed."

"Rong Ling..." Jian Bojun seemed a little hesitant, "Are you sure you want to do this, I'm worried about you..."

"It's okay." Rong Ling lowered his head and smoothed his skirt, "Trust me, it's absolutely safe."

Her words had an inexplicable soothing power, and Jian Bojun calmed down: "Okay, I will do as you say."

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When the Buick drove to the western-style building where the dance was held, cars from all walks of life were already parked outside.

With the support of Jian Bojun, Rong Ling got out of the car, and immediately attracted countless envious eyes.

As soon as he walked into the ballroom, he attracted countless attentions.

Rong Ling has long been accustomed to these eyes. Miss Xia who held the party was wearing a cheongsam today. She Shi Shiran stepped forward and said with a smile: "Miss Rong, it's been a long time."

"Long time no see." Rong Ling nodded.

Miss Xia shifted her gaze to Jian Bojun again: "Bojun has been back for so long and invited you many times, is he finally willing to come today?"

The intimacy in her tone was not concealed, Rong Ling frowned slightly, showing a bit of displeasure.

Jian Bojun didn't seem to notice: "I'm sorry, I was a little busy before."

"I'll call you again later, but I must remember to come." Miss Xia continued, "I haven't seen you for a few years. You have been studying medicine outside for so long, and you are unfamiliar with our friends..."

Talking about the old things in the past, Jian Bojun was no longer so polite, and chatted with Miss Xia endlessly.

When he realized it, he realized that Rong Ling beside him had disappeared at some point.

Jian Bojun hurriedly turned over to look for Rong Ling. After searching for a long time, he finally found her alone in the corner of the garden.

"A Ling." Jian Bojun asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Is it related to you?" Rong Ling sneered, "You can continue to find that Miss Xia and continue to chat with her. Jian Bojun, what do you mean by bringing me to this dance tonight?"

"No..." Jian Bojun couldn't argue with his words, "You misunderstood, there is nothing between me and Miss Xia, it's just the past..."

"You think it's nothing, I think that Miss Xia is very affectionate and righteous to you, she even remembers everything in middle school clearly." Rong Ling didn't believe it at all, "Of course I shouldn't stay there to hinder you couple eyes."

"Rong Ling!" Jian Bojun finally couldn't bear it anymore, "Can you stop being so unreasonable, I treat you like a Bodhisattva every day, what else do you want?"

"Okay, you really can't continue acting, can you? Could it be that I begged you to serve me? It's clear that you rushed to serve me. Now you are not happy, is it my fault?"

"I..." Jian Bojun was so shocked by Rong Ling's glib tongue that he couldn't speak a word.

Rong Ling took something out of his hand and threw it in front of him: "This is the bracelet you gave me today, take it back! I don't want this kind of thing that anyone can get."

As if he was talking about a bracelet or a person, Jian Bojun picked up the bracelet, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, since you are so ruthless that you don't even want to listen to half of my explanation, then we will have nothing to do after this." connection."

After finishing speaking, he left Rong Ling alone, turned around and strode away.

Rong Ling was left alone, sitting beside the flower table in a daze.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, there was a sound of footsteps in the grass behind, and Rong Ling hurriedly wiped the tears from his face: "Who is where?"

"It's really a fate." The person who answered was Jin Shuliang, "Miss Rong, we met again. What about the young master of the Jian family, why did you leave you alone? I really don't understand pity."

Rong Ling didn't look him in the eye: "It has nothing to do with you."

After saying this, she straightened her skirt and walked into the ballroom without looking back.

Women who are emotionally at a loss are most likely to be taken advantage of by others. A look of interest appeared on Jin Shuliang's face, and he hurriedly stepped on the heels of his leather shoes.

The ballroom was full of people, and the music was loud again. Jin Shuliang searched for a long time before he found Rong Ling in the corner.

She got a bottle of red wine from somewhere, poured it into a goblet, and was drinking alone.

After the beauty was drunk, her cheeks were flushed, and she was even more attractive. Jin Shuliang felt itchy to see it, and stepped forward again cheekily: "It's a pity to drink such a good wine alone?"

"Oh." Rong Ling seemed a little drunk, "I like it, can you control it?"

She raised her eyes inadvertently, and she didn't know what she saw, and a bit of surprise appeared in her expression.

Jin Shuliang followed her gaze. In the middle of the dance floor, Jian Bojun was dancing with Miss Xia, and he didn't seem to notice the movement here.

Jin Shuliang immediately showed the energy of a swinger: "Why does Miss Rong look so far away, maybe the right person is far away and right in front of you."

"Heh." Rong Ling sneered, "Just you?"

"of course."

Rong Ling picked up an empty glass, poured a full glass of red wine into it, and pushed it to him: "I'm afraid you can't even compare to me in drinking, so stop pretending, if you are capable, you can be like me, and you can drink it all the time." Drink the whole glass of wine in one breath."

With that said, Rong Ling picked up his glass and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp.

Jin Shuliang has a lot of patience when dealing with beauties. Although drinking wine like this is not in line with etiquette, as long as it can soak Rong Ling, there is nothing wrong with it.

Without thinking, he brought the wine glass to his lips and drank it in one gulp.

Jin Shuliang didn't notice, but at this moment Rong Ling's eyes shone with a frightening light.

He only thought that Rong Ling had changed his mind about himself, and shook the empty cup in his hand quite proudly: "Well, what does Miss Rong think?"

"What kind of skill is drinking?" Rong Ling sneered, "You men are all boasting when you talk big. If you really let you do something, I'm afraid you'll pee your pants in fright."

She spoke indecently, but Jin Shuliang became interested: "Oh, when is that?"

"It's very simple." Rong Ling said, "Let's go out and talk."

She got up staggeringly, Jin Shuliang was afraid that the swan meat in her mouth would fly away, so she hurriedly followed.

What he didn't expect was that Rong Ling actually brought himself in front of her car: "I just learned to drive recently, and that coward Jian Bojun dared not sit in the co-pilot seat no matter what, how about it? I don't know if Young Master Jin has the guts ?”

Jin Shuliang immediately became interested: "What if I sit down?"

"After that, Jian Bojun will never get in my car again, and you will get in instead." Rong Ling opened the car door, "How about it, is Young Master Jin coming?"

Of course, Jin Shuliang would not miss this kind of excitement. He happily sat in the co-pilot and closed the car door.

The two attendants wanted to follow up, but before Rong Ling could speak, Jin Shuliang had already opened his mouth and said, "I'm dating Miss Rong, what are you doing here? Why are you all leaving?"

Seeing the two servants leaving with nodding and bowing, a sneer appeared on the corner of Rong Ling's lips.

These small fish and shrimps are left to Jian Bojun to clean up, and Jin Shuliang, the big fish, is in her pocket.

Get in the car, start it, Rong Ling stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom.

Jin Shuliang was so drunk that he woke up for three minutes, but he still couldn't hold back and said, "Miss Rong, be careful, it will be bad if you bump into the rickshaw driver."

"Don't worry, I have my own measure." Rong Ling turned his head to look at him, "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, you can take a nap first."

There was an obscure smile on the corner of her lips, and Jin Shuliang inexplicably felt that he was indeed starting to feel sleepy, and his eyelids were about to close unconsciously.

how so……

Jin Shuliang suddenly seemed to realize something, and looked at Rong Ling, but before he could open his mouth, his vision darkened and he passed out completely.

When Jin Shuliang opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the room.

This is a dark wooden house, only the moonlight shining in from the window allows him to see the uneven ground in front of him.

When Jin Shuliang moved, he realized that his whole body was tied to the chair.

There were crows chirping and rustling outside the window, as if someone was grinding something on a slate.

"Is there anyone?" Jin Shuliang broke his throat, "Is there anyone?"

"Don't make noise." At this moment, a voice finally appeared coldly.

In the dark, Rong Ling walked up to Jin Shuliang.

At this time, Jin Shuliang finally understood that the source of the rustling sound was the kitchen knife in Rong Ling's hand, which was still stained with water and had been polished to a bright shine by her.