The first love of the villains ran away with a passerby [Quick Transmigration]

"Since you haven't done anything to Liang Buyi, what have you been hiding lately?"

Things are pretty much explained here.

But for the sake of caution, Wei Lanshu still wanted to ask more details.

But the miser was almost driven mad by him.

It was embarrassing to wake up and find that I had slept in the wrong place.

What's even more embarrassing is that the two of them haven't got any clothes on yet—does he need time to reflect on whether he has done anything bad while he was drunk?

He gritted his teeth and said with certainty: [I don't have any! 】

I didn't do anything to my little brother, and I didn't hide, I just went to memory.

It's rush hour.

The slow-moving car was blocked on the bridge across the river.

The street lights on the bridge penetrated the car window, reflecting on half of Wei Lanshu's face.

He looked at the "long dragon" in front of him, frowned his long eyebrows that flew into his temples, and then leaned over to get the mobile phone on the center console - the high ponytail slid down and swept over his ears, It landed on the corner of his slightly pursed lips.

Wei Lanshu turned on his mobile phone and sent a message to Liang Buyan that he would be late due to the traffic jam.

After regaining his senses, he continued to question the miser: "It's no use just saying it's useless? What about the specific details? For example, how did you sleep on the bed? Who took off the clothes of the two of you? Shouldn't you Explain clearly?"

The topic is back to the beginning.

But it was like a basin of cold water was poured on the head of the emotional miser.

He slowly calmed down and was silent for a moment.

[Can I explain to you? 】

The voice returned to its usual laziness: [Who are you Liang Buwei? 】

"Don't forget, my body is mine too, and I have the right to know." Wei Lanshu responded calmly.

[When you say that, I also want to warn you. ] Miser focuses on the main point and changes the subject: [I don't care who you like or fall in love with, but the body is also mine. If you mess with men and women, don't blame me for making trouble. 】

"I don't like Liang Buyan." Wei Lanshu subconsciously said.

The miser who heard the words snorted and said inexplicably: [Did I say it was with my little brother? You are so eager to explain. 】

Wei Lanshu: "..."

[Some people, there is no silver 300 taels here. 】The miser who seized the opportunity swept away the previous aggrievedness, and took the opportunity to laugh desperately: 【He said he didn't like it, but his body was very honest. He didn't even have money for a phone call—】

Halfway through he seemed to think of something.

The topic changed, and the voice was rare serious: [Qian Chuanzi, did you forget that you didn't take something when you left your little brother's house last time? 】

what?

Of course it is money in a snakeskin bag.

Yan took this bag of money as Liang Buyan's, and moved to the new house together.

Zhou Mingjie, who came to help with the move, saw him picking up a familiar snakeskin bag when he was cleaning the house, and said in a daze, "Didn't anyone take this thing away?"

"What?" Yan didn't respond for a moment.

"That's the one..." Zhou Mingjie, who didn't know the name, got stuck, and changed his words: "The snakeskin bag in your hand is from the man brought back from the bar last time. He has long hair and is the same as you... The one where your bed collapsed."

Wei Lanshu?

Tired of putting down the snakeskin bag, Yoyo turned around and looked at Zhou Mingjie.

"I may not remember anything else, but this snakeskin bag is too distinctive."

Zhou Mingjie scratched his head and explained: "When I helped you take the elevator, he was so drunk that his legs couldn't stand still, but the thing that was carried on his shoulders was firmly grasped. I took a few glances and found that he It’s not that I usually care about this bag, when I arrived at your house, I was so drunk that I sat on the ground, and I didn’t forget to hold this snakeskin bag tightly when I was done.”

"..." Such a large bag of cash must not be kept in prison!

"He didn't take it away last time?" Zhou Mingjie poked his head curiously, aiming at the snakeskin bag at Yan's feet: "What is it in there, have you seen it?"

I hate him.

Knowing that this bag of cash was not for Liang Buzhi, he twitched the corner of his mouth and called Wei Lanshu.

It happened that I hadn't eaten dinner yet, so I went out to the restaurant with Zhou Mingjie and waited for Wei Lanshu by the way.

The snack street is very lively at night.

The smoke rising from the place illuminated by the bright lights, wrapped in fragrance, keeps getting into the disgusting nostrils.

He glanced at the charcoal-smoked pork belly from the dazzling array of snacks. The charcoal fire reflected the transparent oven in orange, and clearly showed the meat strips hanging in the oven where the fat was sizzling. .

Smelling the overbearing aroma of barbecue, Ji Yan signaled Zhou Mingjie to go to the nearby restaurant to order first, while he followed the smell and walked to the barbecue stand.

The boss greeted him with a smile, and quickly took out a piece of roasted crispy pork belly and put it on the cutting board. While cutting, he asked him what seasoning he wanted to add.

Just as I was about to speak, someone patted me on the shoulder.

When he turned around, he saw a boy wearing sunglasses and trendy brand come up to him and give him a shoulder: "Looking at your back from afar, I sure as hell saw it right."

From the tone of his voice, he could hear the familiar Yan quietly put down his hand and raised his hand, and looked back to tell the boss to add the condiments.

Taking advantage of this gap, he flipped through Xia Liang's tireless memory, and after confirming the identity of the person who came, he asked, "What do you want from me?"

During the day Jing, Liang Buyan's classmate and roommate.

The relationship is mediocre, because this person is not in the dormitory five days a week.

"Then what...it's nothing." After finishing speaking during the day, Jing stretched out her hand to wrap his shoulders.

The palm on his shoulder lightly patted twice in a comforting sense: "That's, I've heard about your family, you... hey, my condolences will change."

Probably no consoling experience.

All said a little dry.

Yan shook his head, and took the barbecue packed by the boss: "Have you had dinner? If you haven't eaten, come with me?"

"No, no, no, I have an appointment, you go eat first." During the day, Jing let him go quickly, and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, yesterday the counselor found some brothers in our dormitory privately, let us persuade them You, my brothers discussed going to Liangcheng to see you this weekend, now that you are back, I will tell my brothers later, let's go out for a drink?"

"Okay, get in touch later."

With her back turned to him, she waved at him.

Back at the restaurant, Zhou Mingjie, who was sitting at the door, looked a bit ugly.

"What's wrong?" Yan sat down with the barbecue and asked casually.

Zhou Mingjie stared at him for a moment, then boasted his shoulders, pushed the mobile phone on the table over, and sighed: "I was fired by Boss Wei."

Ok?

With a disgusted expression, he picked up the phone solemnly, and opened the screen to the chat box.

Boss Wei: The transaction between us is over.

Zhou Mingjie: The transaction is over?

Zhou Mingjie: Mr. Wei, there must be a reason for you doing this for no reason, right?

The two messages sent by Zhou Mingjie seemed to have disappeared without any response.

"I also called just now, but I can't get through."

Hearing the words, I looked at the news, thought for a moment, raised my head and returned the phone to Zhou Mingjie, and said, "Do you know why he wants to terminate the deal with you?"

"If I knew that I still need to be depressed? You bastard, the final payment hasn't been paid to me yet!" Zhou Mingjie said, picking up the drink on the table and pouring it vigorously.

Tired raised his eyebrows and opened the package of barbecue.

He took out a pair of chopsticks and tasted it.

Zhou Mingjie, who was extremely depressed, drank half a bottle of drink and slammed it on the table, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

After a month of hard work, I was almost drowned by 'Liang Buyan', and I was able to survive only by the final payment hanging in front of me--now that the transaction is over, there is no reason at all, what is it if you want to renege on the debt?

Or do you think that you don't know his identity, so you're not afraid of stabbing Liang Buyan in front of him for hiring him to follow and secretly photograph Liang Buyan?

He talked about guessing and disgust.

What I am now thinking about is whether Wei Yingshao will find another person to continue to follow him. After hearing what Zhou Mingjie said, he put a piece of burnt pork belly into his mouth noncommittally, and said vaguely: "You have evidence to prove that he hired me. Is this yours?"

"Yes." Zhou Mingjie said, "When he paid me the deposit, he used his own account. Otherwise, how would I know his identity?"

He had to be more cautious about following up and secretly filming, and investigate the identity of the employer clearly?

In this way, once the car overturns and enters the police station, he can also use the handle to find his employer to fish him out.

At this time, the boss brought three bowls of noodles over.

Just when his cell phone rang, he looked at the information, took two bowls of noodles and put them in front of him, lowered his head and took a deep breath, then skillfully picked up vinegar and chili peppers and sprinkled them on the noodles, and said lightly: "Dry .It should be easy for you to get his number, you can try to threaten him like this and see if he recognizes it."

Will Wei Yingshao recognize it?

I feel that he will calm down. After all, Wei Yingshao is just a young man who has just been taken back to the Wei family, and his mind is far less mature than in the plot. Otherwise, he would not use his own account to trade when he was looking for Zhou Mingjie to follow Liang Buyan. Then leave such a big handle.

But once Wei Yingshao grows up, Zhou Mingjie's situation will be difficult to say.

After finishing a bowl of noodles, the tired cell phone rang.

He motioned to the thoughtful Zhou Mingjie to place the order, connected the phone and walked out of the restaurant, just in time to see the black car stuck in the crowd.

After hanging up the phone, he walked to the co-pilot, opened the door and sat on it.

There was a faint fragrance in the carriage.

If there is nothing, it is a bit like the smell of lotus, lingering in the tired nose, and the smell makes people feel comfortable.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath in enjoyment, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously: "The perfume in your car smells good, very discerning."

The man who had been peeking at him since he got into the car coughed lightly.

Calmly, he raised his hand and touched his nose, taking the opportunity to inhale the perfume sprayed on his wrist.

[Do you think your behavior is a bit wretched? 】The miser complained.

Wei Lan ignored his eyes and didn't listen, started the car slowly, and said to the young man beside him with bent lips: "This is a perfume called 'Ai Lian Shuo', if you like it, I will bring you some next time." bottle here."

Eileen said?

I love this name when I hear it, but...

"Don't be so troublesome." Turning around, he can just buy it himself.

"No trouble, there is a special counter for this perfume in the shopping mall near where I live." Having said that, Wei Lanshu felt that this perfume was still a little bit bad, and it couldn't match the scent of "Liang Buyan" last time. Natural fragrance for comparison.

'Liang Buyan' has a scent of lotus on her body.

The smell is very weak, so weak that you can hardly smell it, and it only became stronger after the two of them sweated after a fight.

[I said that after you went back last time, you were suddenly willing to spend money on flashy things like perfume, and your feelings were still for your little brother. 】

The author has something to say: I made up what Wei Lanshu said about Ailian's perfume.

I don't know if there is reality.