Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 13 The Big Sister, the Movie King, Little Petite (13)

Lou Yan unconsciously thought of that sweet-smelling kiss in that stinky alley.

She appeared very timely at that time, she was obviously not his illegitimate fan, but she knew his whereabouts like the back of the palm of her hand.

Said to save him, but left without nostalgia.

Lou Yan took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I'm tired and need to rest."

I don't want to hear it anymore, and I don't want to think about it anymore.

Anyway, it's just a stranger who just met today.

Some inexplicable feeling in his heart came a little strangely, which made him repel instinctively.

But he also had to admit that he was inexplicably aroused by a strange woman.

……

Day two.

Sang Jian took the money from the robbery a few days ago, changed his place of residence, and transferred all the money in the check to his own account.

Lou Family Manor.

Yang Shao looked at the reminder of the text message on his mobile phone that the money had all gone into Sang Jian's account, and was so angry that he reported the matter to Lou Sen, the person in charge of the Lou family.

"Master, that woman directed and acted on her own, found someone to kidnap the young master, then went to rescue the young master herself, and then stole [-] million from me. The money has already been withdrawn by her, and it was withdrawn from the bank in the Northwest District." .”

Once a lie is told too much, even the person who lied will think it is true.

So when Yang Shao said this, he was very natural, without any trace of lying.

Lou Sen is Lou Yan's nominal father.

Now that he is a little older, he is leaning on a cane, and listening to Yang Shao's words, his face is displeased, "Since you know where she lives, you still need me to teach?"

Yang Shao hesitated and said, "But it's not under our people's control."

In other places, he can go directly to arrest people with a bunch of policemen.

But that is the Northwest District, it can't be controlled, and it is easy to die, so the people in the bureau don't want to manage it.

"People in the Northwest District, then use the money to find people in the Northwest District to solve her. What kind of waves can a woman make?" Lou Sen dropped these words and left with a cane.

Yang Shao nodded and watched him leave, with a hint of calculation flashing in his eyes.

……

three days later.

Sang Jian was lying in his newly bought small villa and swiping his phone.

The news that I brushed was basically about Lou Yan, such as how old he was and how many awards he had won, the youngest actor in history and so on.

The articles on the Internet are basically praising him, which is enough to show how influential he is in the entertainment circle.

Of course, the greater the influence, the more jealous people will be.

Not only did he have to guard against people in the society who would be against him, he also had to guard against some villains in the entertainment industry.

What a terrible word.

"You're on fire in the North West."

The voice of the system suddenly sounded in Sang Jian's mind.

"Huh?" Sang Jian put down the phone and blinked, meaning to ask him to elaborate.

She has also been running outside these two days, why didn't she hear any news about herself?
"The group of people you beat up last time called their boss and planned to seek revenge on you. They are distributing everywhere in the Northwest District. A certain woman surnamed Sang said that she is the father of the Northwest District. Less public outrage." The system explained.

"Many people are looking for you now, wanting to teach you how to be a human being."

People in the Northwest District are like this. They don't do their business all day long, but eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and are proficient in everything.

And life and death are bearish, and if you don't accept it, you will do it.

If she wants to be the father of the Northwest District, it depends on whether her life is hard enough.

When Sang Jian heard this, he continued to pick up his phone, and swiped it calmly, "What does it have to do with my surname Song when they are looking for a person surnamed Sang?"

(End of this chapter)