Paranoid villains always go crazy [Quick Transmigration]

The sun finally sank completely, and the last orange embers burned the sky.

The assistant who hurriedly got off the co-pilot was shocked to see his boss and a strange young man embracing each other tightly as if no one was around.

In the other car, Di Cong also showed a surprised expression, his eyes kept scanning Qiu Luo and Lin Jinran back and forth, and his brows became tighter and tighter.

After regaining her sanity gradually, Lin Jinran kept groping Qiu Luo's cheek, staring at him in disbelief: "You...are you having plastic surgery? Why do they all say you are dead?"

Qiu Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I didn't! I'll explain to you after getting in the car."

Lin Jinran was obediently led by him, as long as Qiu Luo was still alive, everything would be fine.

Until the little assistant yelled loudly from behind, he casually waved at the other party, and then followed Qiu Luo away without looking back.

Leaving the little assistant in tears: "Can I cancel tomorrow's ticket..."

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In the backseat of the Maybach, the two sat side by side, and Qiu Luo recounted what happened in the past few years.

Lin Jinran held Qiu Luo's hand tightly, with his fingers clasped tightly, and his palms were covered with sweat, as if he wanted to keep the wind firmly in his palms.

"...The thing is like this. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I'm afraid I wouldn't believe that such a thing exists in this world. I didn't have plastic surgery, and the one in front of you now is the original me."

Qiu Luo pulled his hand into his arms and gently comforted the back of his hand.

This story was so unbelievable that it was hard to digest for a while. Lin Jinran fell into a long silence, and the shock and absurdity in his eyes gradually faded away.

He fixedly stared at Qiu Luo for a long time, and suddenly, he stretched out his hand and squeezed Qiu Luo's cheek.

Qiu Luo covered one cheek and looked at him in astonishment: "What are you doing?"

Lin Jinran let out a long sigh of relief, and finally felt relieved: "It seems to be true."

Qiu Luo: "..."

Lin Jinran touched the red spot again, and asked, "No wonder I haven't been able to contact you for so many years. Haven't you received the letter I wrote to you?"

Qiu Luo shook her head: "I only found out today. What about you? How have you been all these years?"

Qiu Luo's appearance has changed, but his eyes and demeanor have not changed at all. His eyes are always clear and focused, and he can see the shadow of the past at a glance.

Lin Jinran just stared at him blindly, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and he was fascinated. It wasn't until Qiu Luo asked again that he realized it later.

With a slight smile on his lips, he said softly, "I'm fine."

Qiu Luo didn't believe it was as easy as he said, but the days ahead were long and they still had a lot of time.

In four years, Lin Jinran gritted his teeth and survived the unimaginable trials and setbacks. His whole body changed as if he was completely reborn. The rebelliousness and frivolity of his youth were all worn away by time and become restrained and calm.

Only those deep eyes, when staring at Qiu Luo, shone with an indescribable brilliance.

Lin Jinran paused, rubbing the back of Qiu Luo's hand with his fingertips, and said lightly, "I just miss you sometimes."

Qiu Luo was aroused by this sentence, so he moved closer, and the shoulders of the two touched each other. He lowered his voice and whispered: "Me too..."

Lin Jinran suddenly felt a dry mouth, and his Adam's apple slipped slightly. He stared at Qiu Luo, his enlarged face, and his lips that were getting closer. He didn't know whether he was leaning forward or the other party was moving Get closer to him.

There was only the beating sound of the heart beating in the ears, and the ambiguous atmosphere heated up crazily in the narrow compartment, making people forget that they were still in the car at this moment.

The two slowly approached like some kind of attracting magnet, until a heavy cough suddenly came from the driver's seat.

"Got home."

The two were awakened suddenly, Lin Jinran pursed his lips, his eyes were filled with vague regret, Qiu Luo covered his mouth and cleared his throat like a caught thief, and hurriedly pulled Lin Jinran out of the car.

Di Cong crossed his arms and cast a glance from the rearview mirror. His sharp eyes stared at Lin Jinran with a kind of scrutiny and vigilance, like a hunter patrolling his own vegetable garden, which was very meaningful.

Lin Jinran stood in the night wind in a black suit, staring at him without blinking, almost blending into the night.

Under Di Cong's scorching gaze, Qiu Luo bit the bullet and squeezed Lin Jinran's hand: "My father is at home."

Lin Jinran didn't say a word, just pulled him silently and refused to let go.

Qiu Luo ignored Di Cong's shocked eyes, lifted his head, kissed the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice, "I'll look for you tomorrow."

Only then did Lin Jinran come back to his senses, subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth.

Until Qiu Luo managed to escape from the joint bombardment of Qiu Mingyu and Di Cong, and returned to the bedroom on the second floor, the black car was still parked on the side of the road by the courtyard wall outside the window.

Under the bright moonlight, Lin Jinran's aura-like figure was leaning against the car door, with a scarlet and flickering cigarette butt between his fingers, his long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, looking up at the direction of his window.

Qiu Luo quickly opened the window, waved to him, and pressed the voice button on the phone: "What are you doing downstairs?"

Lin Jinran said slowly, "I'll wait for you in advance."

The little assistant in the car couldn't help covering his face in shock. He had been with the other party for two years, and he never thought that the cold and indifferent boss would say such old-fashioned love words, and his three views were about to collapse.

Qiu Luo sat by the window, looking at him itchingly with her cheeks propped up: "If you don't leave, I'm afraid I can't help but jump out of the window to find you."

Lin Jinran repeated this sentence on his mobile phone. After listening to it several times, it seemed that it was not enough. He lowered his head and seemed to smile, with the tenderness in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

He waved to Qiu Luo, indicating that he was leaving, and then opened the door to get in the car. The eyes of the two were intertwined through the window glass, and with the smoke and dust from the car, they finally separated gradually.

Lin Jinran opened the address book, wrote the word Juliet in Qiu Luo's note, saved it, and kissed it on his lips.

The car finally disappeared in the depths of the night. Qiu Mingyu and Di Cong looked at each other silently at the window of the lobby on the first floor of the villa. It was rare that they had a close relationship on the same matter. They could see from each other's eyes that their carefully cultivated cabbage had been picked up by wolves. Gone are the mixed feelings.

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The next day.

As soon as Qiu Luo woke up, he received several messages, and Lin Jinran would send one every once in a while. He almost suspected that the other party didn't sleep at all at night.

After dealing with the company's affairs in the morning, Qiu Luo looked at the itinerary mentioned by Lin Jinran. At this point, he should be in a business negotiation salon. When Qiu Luo arrived by car, he thought about it and decided to surprise Lin Jinran.

"Sir, do you have an appointment?" the lady at the front desk asked him politely.

Qiu Luo was wearing a white casual suit, young and handsome, more like a fledgling college student than a business elite.

He looked around and said with a smile, "I'm looking for Lin Jinran. Which conference room is he in?"

The lady at the front desk looked at him with some embarrassment: "Sorry sir, we can't just tell you without an appointment."

It seemed that the surprise was going to be in vain, Qiu Luo felt a little pity, so she took out her mobile phone and called Lin Jinran.

"Are you looking for Lin Jinran? Who are you? I know Mr. Lin and I can take you there." Someone suddenly said behind him.

Looking back, Qiu Luo saw a man in his late thirties standing behind him, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and beside him was a young man dressed in fashion. Qiu Luo felt familiar, as if he was watching some popular TV Take a look.

The man smiled and made a gesture of invitation, signaling Qiu Luo to follow him.

Qiu Luo followed him through the hall and into a long corridor.

The young man beside him sized Qiu Luo up and down, with blatant hostility in his eyes, and snorted with some disdain: "Since Lin's capital entered the internal entertainment, more and more [-]th-line Babas have come to hug their thighs, I Last time I saw one being dragged out alive by the bodyguards around Mr. Lin."

Qiu Luo laughed, but he didn't ask what kind of business Lin Jinran's company is currently engaged in, but he is different from those people.

He stuffed his phone back into his pocket and smiled softly: "I'm his boyfriend. Sir, can you tell me where he is? I can go by myself, don't bother to lead the way. "

As soon as these words came out, the man in the gold-rimmed glasses blinked in surprise, and the young artist beside him couldn't help but sneered, and sneered: "Boyfriend? I'm afraid it's just a spoiled thing, and it will really embarrass me Put gold on it."

The surroundings were very quiet, his voice was neither loud nor soft, and it was transmitted far away.

Qiu Luo squinted his eyes, he was a dignified young master of the Qiu family, and his good temper didn't mean he was made of clay figurines.

With one hand in his pocket, he took advantage of his height to slightly lower his eyes to look at him, with a polite smile on his lips, the demeanor cultivated from a young age was naturally revealed with his posture without needing to show it deliberately.

He said in a calm voice, "Your Excellency has misunderstood, after all, I am different from you."

The young artist was so choked that his face turned white and red, and he wanted to refute but couldn't find an excuse for a while. When he thought that he was just trying to be a part of Lin Jinran's side before, but he couldn't even see him, his heart suddenly fell. Annoyed.

The man wearing glasses frowned slightly: "Okay, don't be so unreasonable."

Although the things around him are eye-catching, their self-cultivation and demeanor are far from those of the handsome young man in front of him.

I don't know where Lin Jinran found his little lover, but he has a good eye.

The man in glasses was a little happy to see Lie, he usually had no other hobbies, so this was all he wanted, especially when other people's little lovers fell into his arms.

He looked at Qiu Luo with meaningful eyes: "I know where he is, and I will take you to find him."

Qiu Luo was disturbed by these two people, his good mood was disturbed, he immediately shook his head: "Don't bother, I will call him directly."

He was holding his mobile phone and was about to dial, but the man with glasses suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist, rubbed his thumb calmly, with a warm smile on his face: "Boss Lin is busy with business, Just don't bother him, I'll take you to the next door and wait for him."

As he spoke, he pushed open the door of a conference room and pulled Qiu Luo inside.

Qiu Luo frowned slightly, stopped in place, and said in a cold voice, "No, please let go."

He withdrew his hand vigorously, but he didn't expect the man with glasses to hold him firmly, and his voice was full of hints: "Why do you reject people so far away? I can give you what Lin Jinran can give you. Here you are, just more and less, why don't you go and find out, who am I—"

Qiu Luo exerted all her strength to break free from him, pinched her finger bones slowly, and sneered in a low voice: "Who is your Excellency, I'm not interested, but I advise you to find out who I am."

He looked at the other party's face that changed suddenly, and added slowly: "This is for your own good."

The man with glasses looked ugly, and lowered his voice: "Toast, don't eat fine wine——"

He snorted coldly, bypassing Qiu Luo and was about to take the young artist away. Unexpectedly, just as he took a step out of the meeting room, there were two tall bodyguards in black blocking his way at the door.

A slender man stood in the middle, walking towards him step by step. The pure black haute couture suit was upright and dignified. From hair to cuffs, every detail was meticulous.

The man's eyes were dark and fierce, he looked at him as if he were looking at a dead person, and he said in a low voice, "Who do you want to drink as a fine?"

The moment the man with glasses met his gaze, his head seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife, and his heart beat heavily: "Lin, Lin Jinran, I just brought your little lover here out of kindness, what's your attitude?"

Lin Jinran took Qiu Luo's hand directly, squeezed it firmly in the palm, and gave him a cold look: "Don't think I don't know what you are doing in front of my cooperation. But you don't have to worry that I will target you. Because you don't have the qualifications."

Lin Jinran took out a pen from his pocket, and casually signed the document handed by his assistant: "I forgot to tell you that your company has been acquired by me just now."

After all, he didn't care about the angry face of the man with glasses, and walked out with Qiu Luo in his arms.

Qiu Luo turned her face to the side and looked at him with dark eyes and a look of depression all over his body, which was a little funny, and the annoyance just now had long since been forgotten.

If this was four years ago, Lin Jinran would have punched him, but now he has finally learned to behave like a mature man.

Qiu Luo pulled Lin Jinran into her arms, and said with a smile, "What's your expression? Are you unhappy to see me? I came here specially to find you..."

Lin Jinran's footsteps stopped suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't hold back anymore, he suddenly pushed Qiu Luo to the wall of the corridor, pressed his restless chest tightly, pressed the opponent's shoulder hard, and pressed his lips heavily Kiss him.

"you are mine!"

The ambiguous breath was instantly ignited, and the aggression of lips and tongues was in full swing. Qiu Luo was shocked, and immediately hugged the man back hard, grabbed his head with both hands, and grabbed the countless folds of the suit on the back.

He turned his back on the guest, and he learned to defend and counterattack without a teacher. The tip of his nose rubbed against each other repeatedly, and he kept changing the angle.

Regardless of the assistants and bodyguards behind them, as well as anyone's eyes, in the dark and narrow corridor, the two kissed fiercely.

The indescribable emotions were flourishing wantonly, and the throat and breath seemed to be splashed with sparks, and some kind of nameless raging fire was about to be ignited in the hot eyes.

Lin Jinran's chest heaved and he was short of breath, the base of his tongue was numb from being kissed, but he still refused to let go.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiu Luo held each other's shoulders and slowly raised her head, both of them were still breathing in disorder.

He looked at Shang Lin Jinran staring at him, and there was something crazily surging in the dark eyes.

It's a kind of forbearance with the utmost restraint, it's a worry about gains and losses after regaining something, as if trying to confirm the existence of the other party.

Qiu Luo's eyes darkened, and he exhaled heavily, then cupped his face, and kissed him tenderly again.

The deep kiss was lingering and sweet, and Lin Jinran felt that the uneasiness and restlessness were instantly soothed, and the warm and soft breath enveloped him, and his beating heart was soaked in a puddle of warm water.

Qiu Luo stroked his cheeks and the corners of his lips, and whispered, "Someone is watching..."

Lin Jinran gasped: "Go to the car..."

The author has something to say: The little assistant covers her face: broad daylight!Indecent!