Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

play piano?

Jia Zhujue was a little dazed, he didn't know anything about the piano, where did the plot of the book crossing come from?

Qiu Lin had already sat down on the black leather piano bench, and waved to Jia Zhujue, beckoning him to come and sit beside her.

The grand piano is inlaid with gorgeous gold and jade, and the exquisite mirror paint can clearly reflect the figure of the player.

"When you were young, practicing the piano was boring, so you often pestered me and asked me to play the piano with you."

Qiu Lin's slender and strong fingers flicked across the keys at will, and the extremely pleasant tone understated her own extraordinaryness.

Jia Zhujue lingered and sat down half of his body, his heart skipped a beat. Could it be that he was trapped?

Several thoughts flashed through his mind, and finally he comforted himself, it's impossible, how can the protagonist of the book-wearing novel be found to be soul-wearing?

He quickly found a reason to prevaricate: "Brother, have you forgotten? Since the car accident, I don't remember many things, even how to play the piano. Why don't you play the piano, I just listen."

Qiu Lin was unmoved: "I know, but even if you lose your memory, a person's muscle memory will not be completely forgotten. Come on, try it, maybe you can recall some interesting memories?"

Jia Zhujue realized that he couldn't escape, so he forced his fingers down on the piano keys, and poked them a few times with each finger, playing chaotically and out of tune.

He raised his head in embarrassment, but saw Qiu Lin restrained his smile and stared at him with some kind of scrutiny.

Jia Zhujue's scalp was numb from the other party's stare, and he felt uneasy, so he reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth: "Look, brother, I really forgot... If I play it again, my head will hurt again. .”

The silence was only for a moment, Qiu Lin quickly patted the other person on the shoulder, and said gently: "Brother wants you to restore your memory too hastily, don't take it to heart, since you are not feeling well, you should go back to your room and rest."

Jia Zhujue got away with it, and secretly let out a long sigh of relief. He really deserves to be his good brother, and the trick of pretending to have a headache is really tried and tested.

Qiu Lin watched his "brother" disappear on the second floor, and the old housekeeper stood behind him silently, slightly bowed his head, and said, "Eldest young master, according to your instructions, we have sent additional staff to protect the second young master 24 hours a day." gone."

Qiu Lin nodded: "Everything he has done recently, preferably what he said, and all his whereabouts, should be reported to me at any time. Don't let him find out."

The old butler: "I will arrange it, but the second young master's attending doctor mentioned the possibility of split personality. What is the eldest young master's plan?"

Qiu Lin frowned and said: "Then it is even more important to find a way to cure Xiao Luo and regain his past master personality. This matter must not be let anyone know, including father and mother. Father is old and can't stand this. Stimulate."

The old butler nodded: "I understand."

Qiu Lin pressed the center of her eyebrows. If she had a split personality, she might still be cured. If it wasn't...

Where did the confident and cheerful younger brother go?How could a car accident turn him into a different person?

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At this time, an important board meeting is being held in the top conference room of the Lin Group headquarters.

There was no sound in the meeting room, only Lin Jinran's deep voice echoed, and he presided over the work in a leisurely manner.

The thick curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were drawn tightly, and there was a spacious solid wood long table in the center. Everyone's eyes were fixed on him.

Next to Lin Jinran's main seat, a chair was specially added, but the one sitting on it was a black cat.

Qiu Luo put her front paws on the table, tilted her head, and stared at these directors with different expressions for the blind Lin Jinran.

The fourth one on the left is playing with his mobile phone, the one on the right has a casual expression, um... the second one on the left is listening very seriously, which is worthy of praise. The little black cat nodded seriously, and felt that his gaze was very majestic.

The one who dared to play with the mobile phone was severely remembered by Qiu Luo, waiting to go back and report to Lin Jinran.

In the quiet conference room, a mobile phone rang suddenly. Everyone looked over and looked at the person playing with the mobile phone sympathetically. Everyone here knew that what Mr. Lin hated the most was being interrupted when he was presiding over his work. .

Sure enough, Lin Jinran's face darkened, and he ignored the man's flustered apology, and only said coldly: "Go out. You don't need to come in again."

The man's expression was slightly stiff, so he had to leave the conference room in despair.

At the end of the episode, everyone at the conference table regained their spirits, and no one dared to desert.

The lengthy meeting had been going on for nearly two hours, and Qiu Luo was so bored that he fell asleep. Lin Jinran specially asked someone to prepare snacks and tea for him, and he was idle, so he simply jumped to the conference table to enjoy the refreshments.

In the conference room, apart from Lin Jinran's speech, there was only the little black cat's babbling and gnawing, which caused everyone to cast secret and curious eyes on it.

After eating the snacks, Qiu Luo stretched her paws towards the teacup again, who knew that the temperature was too hot for a cat, and accidentally knocked over the teacup.

The hot tea splashed out, and he subconsciously yelled "Aw", which startled everyone.

Lin Jinran, who was interrupted again, frowned fiercely. Just when the directors were worried that he was going to get angry, Lin Jinran had already reached out and groped for the black cat along the table, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

While smoothing the hair, he asked softly, "Where did you burn it? Did it hurt?"

"Meow!" The little cat was scalded to the point of tears, raised its paws, and screamed tremblingly with grievance.

Lin Jinran didn't open the meeting, rubbed its scalded paws, and blew gently on his lips.

"That's the end of today's meeting, let's break up. Secretary Chen, go and get someone to show it!"

All the directors in the room looked at each other, their jaws dropped in shock. Is this still the gloomy and indifferent President Lin?Shouldn't he be bewitched?

The pain came and went quickly. Qiu Luo nestled the cat's head in Lin Jinran's neck. The man's fingertips were slightly cool, and he was rubbing its paws intently. There was a very faint smell of cologne on his body, which covered the smell of the herb. bitter.

Qiu Luo looked at the distressed and nervous side face of the other party, and couldn't help rubbing his hairy head against his chin.

"Mi." How can you treat me so well, Lin Jinran.

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Because Qiu Luo's accident delayed work, Lin Jinran had to stay in the office to deal with matters that night, and the little black cat stayed silently on the cat climbing frame beside him to accompany him.

The wall clock on the wall ticked by every minute and every second, Qiu Luo fell asleep for a long time, and when he woke up, the sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows had turned pale.

It jumped off the cat climbing frame, but saw Lin Jinran falling asleep on the table, with a cup of cold coffee and several audio files in hand.

Qiu Luo knew that the other party almost forgot to sleep and eat when working, but for a blind man, no matter how hard he worked, his work efficiency was still far inferior to that of ordinary people.

On this point, Lin Jinran was extremely stubborn, never willing to admit defeat.

Qiu Luo brought a blanket from her mouth and gently covered the man's back. Looking at the side face with slightly frowning eyebrows, she couldn't help stretching out her paws, and the soft pads caressed the peak of his eyebrows.

Lin Jinran's sleep was extremely shallow, and this awakened him. He "looked" towards Qiu Luo with unfocused but vigilant eyes, and soon relaxed, but the pupils were still dark, without a trace of light.

The man gently stroked the back of the black cat's neck, his voice hoarse: "When is it?"

"Mi." Qiu Luo glanced out the window, it was almost dawn.

Lin Jinran laughed: "I almost forgot that you can't speak."

Qiu Luo pressed the timekeeping button of the desk clock, and the synthesized electronic sound immediately sounded: "5:14."

Behind the desk is a whole wall of huge floor-to-ceiling glass. Lin Jinran stood up, walked slowly to the window, opened the curtains, and held the cold glass with both hands.

A ray of light from the morning light quietly fell on his face, and a ray of pale golden sunrise faintly appeared in the eastern sky, indicating that a grand sunrise was coming.

"Is the sunrise about to come?" Lin Jinran looked into the distance, the tallest building in the city center was under his feet, and he could have a panoramic view of the splendor of the whole city from the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Qiu Luo jumped on the side of the drawer and called softly: "Meow."

"The sunrise is beautiful, isn't it?" Lin Jinran's eyes were floating in the air without landing, his voice was very soft, and the expression on his face was the tranquility that Qiu Luo had never seen before, even with a hint of envy.

"I don't seem to have noticed what the sunrise looks like. Before, I just thought it was ordinary. How can it be as beautiful as those depicted in those literary works?" He stroked the top of the cat's furry head, with a very soft sigh in his voice.

"Now I feel that it would be great if I could watch the sunrise with you..."

Qiu Luo looked into his eyes, as if her heart had been bumped unsuspectingly, with a dull burning sensation.

Lin Jinran's wish is so simple, but he can't even describe it for the other party.

In the distant sky, a round of golden sun slowly rises, and the brilliant and warm light shimmers on the glass windows, magnificent and grand, dispelling all the haze, and the whole city gradually wakes up.

The little black cat climbed onto the man's shoulders, hugged his neck, leaned its little head, and stood next to him, welcoming the silent and colorless sunrise together.

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The Bentley was speeding at high speed on the fast track, and the lights on both sides of the road were thrown far away.

Secretary Chen sat in the passenger seat and reported to Lin Jinran the information of a major business negotiation in the afternoon.

Soon, the car slowly stopped beside a five-star hotel.

It is not possible to bring a cat with you on occasions like business negotiations, so Lin Jinran had no choice but to put Qiu Luo in his arms in the back seat of the car, and told him, "Stay in the car obediently, and I will come back to pick you up when it's over."

Qiu Luo nodded and yawned, it seemed that he was going to sleep all afternoon again.

The little black cat group took a nap on the sofa in the back seat, and woke up after a nap until the sun was in the west. Qiu Luo stretched her waist, unexpectedly, her limbs could not be stretched.

He froze for a moment, looked at his hands, the red moles on the palms were bright, and looked down at his naked body, with gold beads hanging around his neck, and a cat's tail draped softly on his thigh behind him.

"Damn it!" Qiu Luo blurted out, turning into a human at such a time!

If this is seen by others, the whole world will know that he is a cat demon!

He suddenly looked at the driver in the driver's seat, and saw that he was snoring and fell asleep. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a loud horn on the road woke the driver up.

Qiu Luo's complexion changed drastically, and his heart turned violent. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slashed the driver's side of the neck with a knife. He didn't even groan, and went from sleep to coma.

"I'm sorry, brother driver, I will definitely ask Lin Jinran to compensate you!"

While Qiu Luo was rambling, she quickly took off the driver's coat and pants and put them on her body.

The driver might wake up at any moment, and it is impossible to control the transformation from a cat to a human. Qiu Luo looked anxiously at the window for a while, and decided to get out of the car first, and find a place nearby to wait for Lin Jinran to come back.

He found a pair of large black sunglasses and a peaked cap from the car and put them on. He just got out of the car and walked a few steps. His eyes were firmly attracted by a gallery on the street.

Draw... yes!

Qiu Luo's eyes lit up, he touched the cash in his trouser pocket, and immediately walked into the gallery.

The owner of the gallery is a short old man. When Qiu Luo entered the store, the owner was talking with a man holding an oil painting.

This man was tall and tall, with a straight back, wearing expensive casual clothes, a pair of brown sunglasses and a white mask, completely invisible.

The boss said impatiently: "You can find someone else, your painting is so mediocre and worthless, only the blind will buy it!"

The man seemed extremely disappointed, he apologized in a low voice, turned around holding the oil painting and was about to leave.

At the moment when he turned around, Qiu Luo caught a glimpse of the painting, was overjoyed, and immediately grabbed him: "Are you selling this painting? Why don't you sell it to me? I'm looking for one!"

The man froze for a moment, and frowned behind the sunglasses: "Are you sure? Do you know who I am?"

Qiu Luo just stared at the painting and said casually, "You? Of course you are a painter who sells paintings."

The man was silent for a moment, and smiled very shallowly: "Yes. Do you really like this painting? No one else can tell."

Qiu Luo doesn't know how to appreciate oil paintings. He only knows that it is a picture of sunrise, with the bright sun, the blue sea, and two figures leaning against each other on the seashore. There is simply no work that suits his heart better than this.

"I like this, can you draw one for me?" Qiu Luo caressed the frame of the oil painting fondly, "Not on paper, but on me, is that okay?"

The man was startled, almost suspecting that his ears had heard wrongly.

Even the gallery owner looked over in surprise, it was the first time he heard such a weird request in so many years.

The man hesitated and said, "I haven't tried painting on the human body..."

Qiu Luo held his hand earnestly: "Please, I really like this painting, I want to paint it on me!"

The man's face was slightly moved. Someone actually likes his paintings, for this reason?

Apart from work, painting is his only hobby. He has no family or friends, and he likes to stay alone in the studio after work.

If he made his identity public, let alone his paintings, he was afraid that the waste paper would be snatched away, but he didn't want to tell anyone, and he didn't want his paintings to be valuable just because of themselves.

Before the man could answer, the door of the gallery was pushed open again. This time a few burly men came in. The leader of the men spit on the ground and shouted to the owner of the gallery: "Smelly old man, what about the gambling debts your son owes?" Not yet!"

"If you don't pay back the money today, we will burn your shop down!"

The big man took out a lighter, threatened to set it on fire, and circled around the picture frame.

The boss was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat: "I, I really have no money. The business has been too bad recently. Can you give me a few more days?"

Another man with scars all over his face held a baseball bat in his hand. He nodded at Qiuluo and the painter, and said with a strange smile: "Aren't there two people who have been taken advantage of here? You are here to buy paintings, why don't you buy more? Otherwise, it will not be easy to get out of this door today."

Qiu Luo squinted his eyes, there was only such a studio nearby, his time was very tight, how could he have time to waste with these bastards.

The young man put down the sunrise picture, pinched his wrist casually, the wrist bone made a slight sound, and the finger bones protruded sharply. He raised his chin to the opposite side, and said contemptuously, "Who will deliver first?"

Scar's face was so angry that he swung a baseball bat and rushed over. Qiu Luo reacted extremely quickly, punched the opponent with his right hand and left hook, and kicked the opponent's kneecap. fall down!

The whole process was clean and tidy, and before the few people could react, Scarface was brought down.

The leading man was furious, and surrounded him with two younger brothers. Seeing that Qiu Luo was besieged, the painter calmly joined the battle.

In the chaos of fists and kicks, the lighter was knocked to the ground, and the sparks met the grease and cloth, and they ignited all at once, and the narrow gallery was instantly ignited with open flames, billowing with thick smoke!

"Ah! There's a fire!"

Everyone was startled, and a few debt collectors turned around and ran away.

Qiu Luo narrowed his eyes and coughed a few times, grabbed the boss's collar with his left hand, grabbed the painter with his right hand, and dragged him out of the gallery. The three of them were disheartened, and before they could speak, Qiu Luo turned around and ran into the gallery again!

"Hey! Are you crazy?" The painter was startled, but he stretched out his hand but didn't catch him.

The smoke alarm and fire prevention device in the gallery had already started spraying water, and after a few breaths, Qiu Luo hurried back, holding the sunrise picture in his hand, and didn't even notice that the sunglasses were off.

The corners were blackened, and he patted the soot on it distressedly, handed it to the painter, and smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, I almost forgot your painting."

The painter froze in shock, frowning and looking at Qiu Luo's face in disbelief. After a moment, he took off his mask, revealing a handsome and stern face.

"...how is it you, Qiuluo?"

Qiu Luo's heart skipped a beat, isn't this person Gong, the movie star Guan Ling who wears books? !