The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

The eldest son of the Jin family went missing after attending a dance, and it took half a month before someone found his skeleton in the suburbs, which had been burned so black that he couldn't make out his appearance.

The only thing that can identify him is the imposing black car parked outside the burnt wooden house.

Master Jin was so sad that he couldn't help himself. When he saw his son's corpse, he was distraught and fainted in front of everyone.

When he woke up three days later, he vowed to find out who killed his son.

Following the clues, the first person to be suspected was naturally Rong Ling.

The pain of losing his son made Mr. Jin disregard his fear of Rong's status, so he brought people from the police station to arrest him.

Unexpectedly, Rong Ling had already made full preparations, waving a round fan in his hand, and took a bite of a sweet and juicy melon: "Master Jin misunderstood, I did drive out with your noble son that night, but after waking up from the wine, what did Young Master Jin say?" His face was really unattractive, and I lost interest again, so I went back home alone, as for who he offended and got killed, I don't know."

Master Jin didn't know the dirty things Jin Shuliang did behind his back, and he was skeptical of Rong Ling's words.

Rong Ling said again: "Besides, I'm a girl, and I do gentle things. I often leave food for the mice, and I don't light the lamps for pity moths. How could I do such a bloody thing?"

Rong Ling's face was so deceptive that no one would believe it except Mr. Jin.

In addition, Jin Shuliang's two subordinates were also secretly dealt with. Her words naturally led to the idea that Jin Shuliang had offended someone in the Tao, which led to his death.

Mr. Jin still wanted to ask again, but Mrs. Rong had already rushed over with a lot of people: "Mr. Jin didn't say anything, but brought someone to my house. It's a big rule."

After all, Mrs. Rong followed her husband to see the big scene, and her words poured down like cold water, which made the angry Mr. Jin sober up a bit, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions.

But just because the troublemaker left, it didn't mean that Rong Ling's ears would be quiet.

Mrs. Rong sat down beside Rong Ling: "Tell me honestly, does Jin Shuliang's death have anything to do with you?"

Rong Ling's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face: "Mom, what are you thinking? How could I do that kind of thing?"

Even if Mrs. Rong is well-informed and knowledgeable, she would never have imagined that her daughter would actually do such a thing. Right now, she has more important things to say: "A Ling, no matter how much trouble you caused outside in the past, as a mother, I don't care. Now, apart from going to school, you just stay at home honestly during the rest of the time."

Why is he training himself again, Rong Ling hurriedly picked up a snow-white snow-skin mooncake on the plate: "Mom, try it, it's Yijie's handicraft, it's delicious."

Zhong Shuyi didn't know where he learned the skill, and every three or two days, he could always send different foods to Rong Ling's room.

Mrs. Rong took a bite of the snowy mooncake, her brows and eyes softened a little, but it didn't mean she would let Rong Ling go easily: "After a while, people from the Jian family will come to propose marriage. You are the eldest lady of the Rong family. The Rong family's reputation has been upright for so many years, you should be more disciplined, and you can't ruin the Rong family's lintel."

Rong Ling's expression changed: "Mom, when did I say I was going to marry Jian Bojun?"

"If you don't marry him, you are so close to him, who else can you marry if you don't marry him?" Mrs. Rong raised her voice, she had never been so strict, and her expression was undeniably persistent.

"I won't marry!" Rong Ling also lost his temper, "Why do you want me to marry, I have to marry."

"Just because I'm your mother!" Mrs. Rong's expression became completely serious, and she said sharply.

Seeing that Rong Ling hung her head and said nothing, her tone softened a bit: "A Ling, you are not young, and you should be sensible. Mom doesn't ask for anything when she is old, she just wants you to be happy and safe. In this world, The sky may change at any time, you are a daughter's family, you should find a husband-in-law to protect..."

No matter how much she tried to persuade, Rong Ling remained silent.

The expression on her face was also gloomy, as if covered with a layer of dust.

Mrs. Rong sighed softly, turned her head and said, "Qiu Shui, look after Miss, don't let her run around."

"Hey." Qiu Shui hurriedly responded.

Mrs. Rong did what she said, and Rong Ling started to be picked up from school every day. She went to school during the day and went back to the house to rest after school. Yes, don't go out, and don't make things difficult for us servants, otherwise when the wife punishes me, where else can I go for a living?"

Rong Ling grew up being watched by the concierge Zhang, how could Rong Ling have the heart to be stubborn when a man over 40 years old begged her for a little girl like this.

With a puff of breath in her chest, she returned to her room and told Qiu Shui, "Go to the storeroom and get a bottle of wine."

"Miss, this..."

"Why, I can't go out, and I can't drink at home?"

Qiu Shui saw that his young lady was angry at the moment, so she didn't dare to contradict her, so she went to fetch the wine.

On the way back, he bumped into Zhong Shuyi who was coming over.

"This is, what?" Zhong Shuyi asked knowingly.

Qiu Shui looked embarrassed: "Miss said she wanted to drink, but I can't help it..."

If my wife finds out, I'm afraid I'll have to train myself again.

"Give it to me." Zhong Shuyi took the wine in her hand, "I'll deliver it for you."

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Rong Ling was suffocated in the room, and finally heard footsteps at the door: "It's just a drink, why are you so slow, could it be that you have to go to your wife to inform you about such a trivial matter?"

After waiting for an answer, Rong Ling turned around and realized that it was Zhong Shuyi who came.

Today she was wearing a light green cheongsam and a thin shirt, which contrasted with the green bamboos outside the courtyard. The sunlight behind Zhong Shuyi made her face white as jade, and she was extremely quiet.

"Just drink, it's not good." Zhong Shuyi said, "I did, snacks."

It was only then that Rong Ling noticed that she was still holding a food box in her hand, and inside the box was a plate of pastries that she didn't know what to make.

Zhong Shuyi put the wine and snacks on the table. Rong Ling reached out to pick up the wine bottle and opened the lid, only to find that it was a bottle of rice wine.

But she can still go on, she filled the glass with wine, then looked at Zhong Shuyi: "Do you want to drink?"

Zhong Shuyi shook his head, indicating that he did not drink, but he did not leave either: "I will accompany you."

Rong Ling didn't bother to care what she was doing here, so he raised his head and swallowed the whole glass of wine.

The wine was not strong in the throat, but it still seemed to be burning in the stomach, bringing raging warmth.

Rong Ling doesn't drink well, but after three or two drinks, her cheeks are flushed like a peach blossom, and her lips that are stained with wine are so crystal clear.

Rong Ling didn't notice that there seemed to be some strangeness in Zhong Shuyi's eyes. He picked up a dim sum with his fingers and tasted it. It was red bean cake.

It's sweet and soft, and it will drop scum when you bite it.

After drinking and eating snacks, the long wind passed through the corridor and blew in through the windows, and Rong Ling didn't feel a little cold.

She leaned against the back of the chair carved with pear blossom wood behind her, hugging her knees, feeling a little absent-minded.

Zhong Shuyi moved closer, and wiped the crumbs from Rong Ling's lips with a handkerchief.

Rong Ling didn't seem to say a word, but she was already drunk, her eyes were blurred, she raised her head, and couldn't tell who was in front of her: "Brother?"

Zhong Shuyi paused, didn't say anything, only wiped his lips clean before turning around to pack his things and leave.

Who knows how Rong Ling let him go when he thought he saw his brother whom he would never see again.

She hurriedly stretched out her hand to grab him, but forgot that she was sitting on a chair right now, her upper body was out of balance, and she was about to fall in a panic——

Zhong Shuyi had quick hands and quick eyes, and helped him up.

Rong Ling didn't care about anything else, and clung to her tightly: "Brother, I miss you so much."

Zhong Shuyi sighed helplessly, and when he was about to say something, Rong Ling's trembling sobs came from his arms: "Woo, after you left, everyone bullied me, father bullied me, mother bullied me, even Qiushui bullied me ..."

Zhong Shuyi had never seen her so fragile, like the softness exposed under the clam shell.Meat is only presented to the most trusted people.

It's a pity that she is not Rong Yuanyun, Zhong Shuyi wiped Rong Ling's tears with a handkerchief, and patted her on the back with his palm.

Rong Ling had already drank, and shed a lot of tears, pouring out all the grievances and pains he had suffered these days, and felt a little tired, so he fell asleep in this position buried on Zhong Shuyi's shoulder.

Zhong Shuyi sat quietly for a while, and seeing that she didn't intend to wake up, she moved her stiff arm, put it on Rong Ling's back carefully, and wrapped her other hand under her knee.

She has done rough work since she was a child, and it is easy to hug Rong Ling, who is as light as a feather.

Rong Ling was safely carried by her to the bed and put down, and Zhong Shuyi put the thin quilt on her body.

Just as she was about to leave, Rong Ling in her sleep seemed to sense something, and hurriedly grabbed her hand: "Brother, don't go."

Having been admitted by Rong Ling several times, Zhong Shuyi has a bit of a temper even if he is a clay figurine.

She pursed her lips tightly, and said word by word: "I'm not, your brother."

The slightly hoarse voice woke Rong Ling up, she opened her eyes in a drunken way, and saw the person in front of her clearly: "It's you, sister."

The last two words, still sticky with waking up, are so soft on the tip of the tongue that it makes one's heart tremble.

Rong Ling rarely called Zhong Shuyi like this, but this time, for some reason, he called it out naturally.

The word "sister" is very light, like a tuft of fluff with sparks, floating and floating, it ignites in Zhong Shuyi's heart, burning her limbs, internal organs, and internal organs with unprecedented itching.

Rong Ling felt inexplicably that Zhong Shuyi's gaze sank a lot when looking at him.

She was puzzled and tilted her head to look at Zhong Shuyi.

Then, there was a burst of crispness on the cheek.The itching was caused by Zhong Shuyi's hand touching Rong Ling's face.

Because of the rough work she did in the past, she had a lot of calluses on her palms, and she was not used to the worn and delicate skin. She subconsciously wanted to turn her head to avoid it, but Zhong Shuyi's thumbs pressed against her tender lips.

Then, before Rong Ling could figure out how things turned out like this, Zhong Shuyi pressed down with a fiery kiss.

Rong Ling's eyes widened, if it wasn't for the softness of her lips, and the varying intensity of Zhong Shuyi's breath on her cheek, she would have suspected that this was a dream.

Zhong Shuyi has no experience in kissing, so he only needs instinct to do this kind of thing.

The tip of her tongue easily pried open the jaws of Rong Ling who was still in shock, wantonly sucked every inch of body fluid, and gently teased Rong Ling's soft and feeble tongue tip.

Poor Rong Ling has lived for more than ten years, not to mention kissing, he has never even done anything like interlocking fingers.

Now Zhong Shuyi is doing both, Rong Ling's eyes can't help but water, and he let her absorb it in a daze.

When Zhong Shuyi kissed her forehead before, Rong Ling regarded it as a caring relationship between relatives, but now he fully understands that Zhong Shuyi... she clearly has ulterior motives for herself.