October is the golden autumn season.

The autumn wind in the park is bleak, and the forests are all dyed, which is reflected in Yan's clear glass pupils.He raised his eyes to look at the clear lake, his face was full of blankness.

The demon king, who was full of fights, was greatly shocked by this "grievance entanglement".

Faced with this kind of "plot" that he had never seen before, he recovered from "I don't understand it", and subconsciously wanted to find a system to express his confusion.

But there were too many doubts and no way to enter, so I found the biggest puzzle-for example, in the so-called plot, why do the main characters appearing with broken sleeves?Isn't it said that ordinary people pay attention to the harmony of yin and yang?

It's just that he just opened his mouth when he suddenly remembered that the system had fallen asleep due to exhaustion of energy. Before going to sleep, it seemed that he wanted to avenge who?

Yan put aside his doubts for a while, and dug out the task left by the system from the corner: to avenge this body.

Revenge for what?

The company's bankruptcy belongs to... He checked his memory, it seems to belong to improper investment.

The couple died, and the local police station decided it was an accidental traffic accident.

I can't save the couple who are already dead, and I can't do anything to save the company.

As a newcomer, he still doesn't know much about this world.

And looking at the whole plot, there's nothing like this body in it—wait a minute, I suddenly thought of something, and stood up, Wei?

The man dressed like a flower peacock just now seemed to have said something about the Wei family in Jingdu wanting to inject capital into the company.

He doesn't understand what kind of company or capital injection, but he remembers that Wei Yingshao seems to belong to the Wei family in Kyoto in the plot, and Wei Yingshao had a first love when he was young, and he ruined the first love's family...

Could it be that this body is the so-called first love?

There was a subtle change in the look of disgust. Although at the end of the plot, it was not clear who the corpse soaked in formalin in the basement was, but it was very likely to be "first love" - ​​so his body has companion?And the partner is a man?

He took a deep breath, slowly sat back on the bench, and browsed through the sea of ​​memory in this body with his divine sense.

The owner of this body is Liang Buyan, who is 19 years old.

His mother, Liang Anhua, inherited the contracting team left by his grandfather, and together with his father, developed the original contracting team to today's Liang's Real Estate.

In the early years, the couple had no children because they were busy with their careers. Liang Buyan was born after the Liang family developed.

Because the mother was not young when she gave birth to him, so he was the only child.

This is a very open-minded couple who dotes on their son but does not condone it, and cultivates him into an optimistic and sunny boy.

The boy grew up smoothly and never saw darkness.

The only trouble is that because of his good looks, there are always puberty girls who confess to him, but he only has painting in his heart.

Every time he faced a girl's confession, although he politely refused, the disappointed and gloomy eyes of the girls always made him feel guilty.

A boy's heart is soft.

But it is also doomed that he cannot bear any changes.

So when he received a call from his uncle Liang Anguo at school, he didn't even know how to get home.

He muddled through the affairs of his parents, immersed in the shock of his parents' death, and couldn't extricate himself from it. It wasn't until the police informed that the case was closed that he regained his energy a little bit. He rushed to the police station with Liang Anguo, and was replaced by annoyance.

After reading Liang Buyan's memory, Yanyan couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief—the memory of his body doesn't contain anything related to Wei Yingshao, so it doesn't look like Wei Yingshao's first love.

Anxiety, who had never seen dog-blood routines before, walked out of the park with confidence.

Opposite the park is an empty parking lot with a few 'iron boxes' parked sporadically.

Standing beside one of the semi-old cars was a young man with a mobile phone in his hand. He muttered and didn't know what to say. He glanced at it tiredly, knowing that this situation was either a selfie or a live broadcast, so he didn't take it to heart.

The road is wide, and there are occasional 'iron boxes' galloping by.

He walked very leisurely on the side of the road, tall buildings rose up in front of him, looking down on the city like huge and majestic giants, with his hands in his pockets, secretly looking at all the new and unfamiliar buildings around him .

Looking at it, he keenly sensed that something was wrong - as if there were a pair of eyes hidden in the dark, peeping at him.

He slowed down his pace, and was about to catch those peeping eyes out, when suddenly there was a vibration in his trouser pocket.

He paused, took out the vibrating box from his trouser pocket, searched out the name of the item from his memory, and looked at the word "uncle" that jumped on it, and connected the phone according to his memory——

"My little ancestor, where did you go?"

A clear voice came from the box to Yan's ears.

He automatically filtered out the buzzing 'flies', and with only a pair of beautiful eyes open, he put the phone in his hands curiously and amazed. In such a world without immortal energy or spiritual energy, it is incredible that ordinary people can achieve the effect of sound transmission for thousands of miles with only such a small box!

Moreover, from Liang Buyi's memory, there are still many interesting things in this world.

Either way!

Yan gripped the phone tightly, accidentally touching the phone with his fingertips and didn't pay attention to it, calmly hailed a taxi and reported the address of Liang Buyan's home.

Ordinary people value filial piety, so the revenge that Liang Buyi pointed out must be the real culprit that caused the death of the couple.

Liang Buyi was a naive young master who didn't even dare to kill a chicken, let alone kill someone.

Moreover, surveillance is everywhere in this world, and there is something called the law that restricts Liang Buyan's actions.

As for the plot, Liang Buyan was not mentioned throughout the story, so that has nothing to do with him.

All he had to do was to turn around and ask who was the one who killed the couple by that gaudy fly, and killing them would be regarded as revenge for Liang Tien.

With a plan in place, Yan temporarily put aside the search for the thing that knocked him into the space-time vortex.

After all, it was hard to find in the vast crowd, and he didn't know whether the thing died in the space-time storm or not.

The phone vibrated again.

He put it in his trouser pocket without even looking at it, and looked up through the rearview mirror of the taxi, and saw a young man in casual clothes standing on the side of the road, holding a mobile phone in his direction.

Seeing this scene, he frowned. This young man... Was it an accident or was it?

Anxiety temporarily suppressed the doubt in my heart.

.

Liang's villa is located in the wealthy area in the city center.

When the taxi arrived at the gate of the community, it was stopped by the guard. I tired of imitating Liang Buyan's memory, scanned the QR code with my mobile phone to pay the fare, and followed my memory to find Liang Buyan's home - a three-story villa with its own garden.

As soon as he opened the door, a figure rushed towards him: "My little ancestor, you are back."

He turned slightly, avoiding the embrace of the person coming, and walked into the living room.

Liang Anguo didn't care either. Seeing that he was safe and sound, he heaved a sigh of relief and followed, complaining: "You little ancestor, what do you think you are running around? Didn't I just say something to accompany Master Wei to have a meal? As for what? You don’t even answer the phone! We are the only ones left in the family now, if you have any accidents in this situation, how can I explain to your parents when you call me uncle..."

Tired of being annoyed by him.

He was chattering endlessly, and was about to tell him to shut up, when he suddenly heard him say something about having dinner with Young Master Wei, he paused, and Liang Anguo, who was following behind, bumped into him without defense.

Yan stood still, but Liang Anguo staggered on the spot.

"...Why did it stop suddenly?"

"Who were you talking about just now?" Yan turned his head and stared coldly at Liang Anguo who looked dazed: "Who do you want me to accompany you to have a meal with?"

"Master Wei!"

It is related to the survival of the company and the rest of his life. Liang Anguo is almost a conditioned reflex: "It is the Young Master Wei from the Wei family in Kyoto that I told you at the gate of the police station. Someone gave me the news that Young Master Wei is very fond of your paintings. Interested, I want you to have a meal with him, if you make him happy, he will inject capital into our company."

"Master Wei?" The disgusted face suddenly darkened.

He analyzed the relationship before, and he analyzed the loneliness.

But in order to make sure that this Young Master Wei is the other Young Master Wei, he asked again: "What is the name of this Young Master Wei?"

"Ah?" Liang Anguo was taken aback for a moment: "I don't know that!"

The Wei family is in the capital, and he is an old dude in Liangcheng, how could he know the name of the young master of the Wei family!

"Then what do you say you are good for?"

Looking back in disgust, he went upstairs and said: "The company can't be saved, so let's file for bankruptcy, and maybe I can leave you with two sons by then."

"No—" Liang Anguo became anxious when he heard that he had filed for bankruptcy.

He rushed up and grabbed Yan's arm: "Why did you file for bankruptcy? As long as you have a meal with Young Master Wei, Young Master Wei will inject capital into the company."

Looking at him with disgust and sneer: "Can you hold on after being rescued?"

"Why did I..." Under the mocking gaze of his nephew, Liang Anguo let go of his nephew's arm guiltily, and whispered, "I can't do it, don't I still have you."

Yan sneered, leaned against the handrail of the stairs, put his hands in his pockets, and said calmly, "I can't do it either."

Liang didn't tire of asking him to save the company, and he simply didn't understand, so he didn't bother.

And the reason why he knew about filing for bankruptcy was because Liang Buyan remembered the Enterprise Bankruptcy Protection Act.

"Why can't you?"

Liang Anguo blushed so anxiously that he began to speak indiscriminately: "As long as you coax the young master of the Wei family well, and with his help, the company won't have any problems!

You have to know that Liang's is your parents' lifelong painstaking effort. If you just give up like this, would you be worthy of your parents?And do you still want to learn to draw?Do you know how much your tuition and expenses are for a year?If the company goes bankrupt, do you think you are still the old young master?Or……"

He paused, staring suspiciously at the young nephew in front of him: "Your parents secretly left you private property?"

Liang Anguo had tried this question several times after Liang Buyi had dealt with his parents' funeral.

It's just that Liang was not tired of being immersed in the pain of his parents' sudden death, and ignored his temptations.

I am tired of turning over the memory that I never tire of.

His talent followed his father's. He was only interested in art and knew little about the company. Therefore, when his parents were alive, he never forced him to take over the company after graduation. They only decided to train grandchildren or find a professional manager after retirement. Help him run the company.

There is indeed a bit of private property, but does it have anything to do with Liang Anguo? !

Therefore, he proudly stared at Liang Anguo, his thin lips parted slightly: "None of your business!"

The author has something to say: Q: What kind of experience is it like to time travel to a dog blood novel?

Tired: Thank you for the invitation, I have time-traveled, just finished watching the plot, it is rare to use my brain to analyze it, I feel that I have nothing to do with the plot of blood, I did not expect that the clown is actually myself.

By convention, the tetralogy is the first attack, and this book is no exception.

However, Yan is different from Qiuqiu. Qiuqiu is gentle and tolerant by nature, while Yan has a more... irritable personality. She is a violent beauty who will never bb if she can do it.

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