Tianzihao Xiaobailian

Before Wang Fuxing left Qingding, he did not forget to put the car key of the a6l on the roof of the car, which is not conspicuous, but you can definitely see it when you get closer. Although the bodyguard named Furukawa is not as skilled as Wang Fuxing, But it was enough to protect Xia Qinwei. He walked quietly on the road, touched his pocket, and found that there were thirty yuan in change. The work was too hard, so he reached out to stop a taxi, Wang Fuxing got in, silently calculated the distance, reported the location of his home, and planned to go home.

The phone rang suddenly. Wang Fuxing took out the phone and looked at it. It was Xia Qinwei's number. He didn't answer it or hang up. He held it quietly. After the third time, he gave up calling. Wang Fuxing was going to put the phone back into his pocket, but suddenly saw an unread text message from Chu Qianyuan on the screen. The content was very simple: "Let's have dinner together tonight, shall we?" It doesn’t matter if you bring your cousin.”

Wang Fuxing thought about it, but instead of replying to the text message, he simply called.

The phone was connected quickly, and Chu Qianyuan's voice came over, soft and weak: "Hello?"

"Let's have lunch together later? But I have no money in my pocket, so I definitely want you to treat me."

Wang Fuxing said softly, with a calm tone, and there was nothing to be angry about. Xia Qinwei, as the eldest lady of the Xia family, will definitely be worried by a large group of people. She will stay by her side as a bodyguard, waiting for the Xia family After coming, he will definitely leave. Wang Fuxing is very open about this aspect.

"Are you off work?"

Chu Qianyuan asked in a low voice, as if he was listening to music at home, and the soothing melody was transmitted to Wang Fuxing's ears through the mobile phone.

Wang Fuxing hummed, but didn't say much.

"Okay, you come to my house to pick me up, and I will treat you to dinner at noon."

Chu Qianyuan said with a charming smile, her tone seemed to confuse her boyfriend to absent from work.

Wang Fuxing smiled and said yes, hung up the phone, and reminded the driver to go to Qingyun Villa, which is in the same direction anyway, so you don't need to turn around, just drive there.

After a journey of more than 40 minutes, at the gate of Qingyun Villa Area, Wang Fuxing paid to get off the bus. The consumption in Huating is really high. The starting price of a taxi is 14 yuan, and the total cost is [-] yuan at the destination. Fortunately, it did not exceed Wang Fuxing's budget. Otherwise, the person who can come to the villa area to pick up his girlfriend can't even afford the taxi fare, which is too embarrassing.

Wang Fuxing, who only had three yuan left on him, would be enough for breakfast tomorrow, closed the taxi door. Just as he turned around, he happened to see Chu Qianyuan coming out of the gate. At around ten o'clock in the morning, the sun was gradually scorching hot. Her long black hair was tied into a ponytail, she was wearing a sun hat, and she was paired with ordinary jeans and a T-shirt. She looked like a girl next door. When she walked up to Wang Fuxing, she was indescribably playful.

"Where's your car?"

Chu Qianyuan wondered, came to Wang Fuxing's side, hesitated, stretched out his little hand, and gently took his arm.

"That car doesn't belong to me, it's left in Qingding."

Wang Fuxing smiled softly, with a cigarette in his mouth, no matter what his heart was, at least on the surface he was very free and easy, without any sense of loss.

Chu Qianyuan frowned slightly, she was not stupid, at best she had a simple personality, but her mind was very delicate, she was keenly aware of the difference from Wang Fuxing's words, and said cautiously: "Are you having a conflict with your cousin?"

"No, the Xia family has re-assigned her a bodyguard, she is a master, so my bodyguard career is over, of course there is no reason to occupy the other party's car, I took a taxi here."

Wang Fuxing smiled lightly, threw the cigarette butt on the ground without public morality, stomped it out with his foot, and asked, "Where are we going?"

"wait for me a while."

Chu Qianyuan said, let go of Wang Fuxing's arm, and trotted into Qingyun Villa. The ponytail behind her also swayed and swayed with her running, forming a very lovely scenery.

Within 10 minutes, a pure white Audi A7 rushed out of the gate of Qingyun Villa and stopped directly beside Wang Fuxing.

Chu Qianyuan got out of the car with light steps, patted the car body, and said with a smile, "Get in the car."

Wang Fuxing was slightly taken aback. The shape of this car was a bit too coquettish. The a7, known as the most perfect car in the history of Audi, may not be comparable to the a8 in terms of price, but its appearance undoubtedly fits the tastes of some young people. Fuxing walked over, got into the car, held the steering wheel, and said with emotion: "Good car."

"I'll see you off, okay? Uncle won't object, it's much more beautiful than the car you used to drive."

Sitting in the co-pilot, Chu Qianyuan said with a smile. It is said that when a woman is in love, her IQ will drop to zero. What she does will subconsciously please her lover. Chu Qianyuan is still awake now, but she also wants to He wanted to make Wang Fuxing, who seemed a little unhappy, happy.

"I'll leave it on for now."

Wang Fuxing said calmly, he was not dazzled by this 80 million car. He had seen the advertisement of a7 before. After the domestic launch, sales have been unsatisfactory, which makes dealers quite helpless. If there is no miscalculation, they will definitely attract customers with almost diving prices in the near future.

"Let's go eat first. There is a restaurant nearby. It tastes good." Chu Qianyuan laughed softly, talking non-stop about not grabbing this car. She turned her head, looked at Wang Fuxing, and said tentatively: " Do you want to invite your cousin to have dinner together?"

Wang Fuxing's expression didn't change at all, he drove quietly, and said flatly: "The distance is too far, forget it."

Chu Qianyuan let out a low voice.

The restaurant Chu Qianyuan mentioned is not too far from Qingyun Villa. It is two or three kilometers away. From the outside, it is not considered high-end. The lobby on the first floor and the private rooms on the second and third floors are quite satisfactory, but very clean. The service attitude is also good. Teacher Chu seems to be very familiar with this place. She ordered a few dishes casually without looking at the menu. It seems that this is the first time she has invited Wang Fuxing to dinner. A dinner that costs less than 100 yuan is much more grand. Wang Fuxing held the warm tea in front of him with both hands, looked sideways out of the window, and remained silent. Looking from the direction of Chu Qianyuan, it was a silent and firm profile. Face.

"Are you really going to kill Yang Xiujie?"

Chu Qianyuan spoke softly, his eyelashes trembling slightly, and his crystal clear eyes shone with a strange brilliance.

Wang Fuxing recovered and nodded silently.

"Uncle has often talked about you these days, and he said he was curious about what methods you would use."

Chu Qianyuan muttered to himself, as if he was a little worried that something might happen to Wang Fuxing.

"Are you curious?"

Wang Fuxing looked at Chu Qianyuan and said with a smile: "If you are curious, you can go with me then, but the scene may be a little bloody. I'm afraid you will have nightmares at night."

The look in Chu Qianyuan's eyes became more and more obvious, and he smiled softly: "As long as you are here, I will not be afraid."

Wang Fuxing snorted, cheekily, seemingly unintentionally said: "I'm here every night."

Chu Qianyuan blushed pretty, glared at the guy in front of him who deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, and said angrily: "The food is here, eat the food."

At any time, Wang Fuxing's eating behavior has nothing to do with Wen Ya. He habitually gobbled it up, showing his masculinity, and he seldom talked when eating. In addition, he is always bowing his head to solve his own food.

Chu Qianyuan scolded in a low voice: "Pig."

"Ok?"

Wang Fuxing looked up in doubt.

Teacher Chu stuck out her tongue cutely, and said, "It's nothing."

She looked at Wang Fuxing who continued to eat with her head down, hesitated for a while, and finally spoke up, saying something fair for her cousin: "Actually, my cousin didn't mean to drive you out of Qingding. She always regarded you as a friend, not a bodyguard." , so your existence does not conflict with the bodyguards assigned by the Xia family."

Wang Fuxing paused for a moment, did not raise his head, and did not make a sound.

In Xia Qinwei's line of sight, she could only see the short hair of the man opposite, but could not see his expression.

Chu Qianyuan suddenly thought of a sentence, which seemed particularly appropriate for Wang Fuxing, who had always been mediocre.

"The night rain turns the sky into green, some people don't need gestures, and they can achieve a surprise."

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Huating Railway Station.

At around eleven noon, a direct train from Jinzhou to Huating stopped at the terminal.

In the turbulent flow of people coming and going, a man who can be said to be short in stature stepped off the train, looked around, and smiled brightly.

It is estimated that there is no hope in this life to reach the height of 1.7 meters, short hair, glasses that are seriously tilted to one side on the bridge of the nose, and a bag full of patches on the back.

Where are the country bumpkins from?

Compared to his unsightly Shivering luggage, this guy's clothes are quite elegant, a brand new suit with almost no wrinkles, if it weren't for the luggage he was carrying in his hand, it would be a bit horrible, this short man still has a few Allotment of attention-grabbing capital.

The well-dressed, short man with the bundles in his hands and the weird combination helped his glasses that were severely tilted on the bridge of his nose, and walked towards the station exit with a smile. He had worn these glasses for several years, and even though they were tilted to a ridiculous degree, he was still reluctant to change them. , During those four years in college, on the first day of enrollment, someone broke his glasses in a group fight caused by himself. At that time, it was a peer who also rushed from Huating to Beijing to study and dragged himself out of the chaotic crowd, led him to an optical shop, and refitted himself with a pair of glasses.

Not expensive, more than 80 yuan.

But for him, it is quite memorable.

What's more coincidental is that he and him are still in the same dormitory of the same university.

This has to be said to be fate.

Nearly two years after graduating from university, he asked him to come to Huating, so he, who was so short that he was shorter than many women, came directly without any hesitation.

The young man walked out of the station, facing the bright sunshine, squinting his eyes behind the thick lenses, looking at the bustling station in front of him, with sharp eyes, scanning the young girl in short skirts and shorts in the crowd, with no image. He wiped his saliva on the cuff of his suit, smiled and said to himself: "This ass is really upturned, um, the thighs are also good, tsk tsk, really white, boss, I came to Huating to help you kill and set fire, don't make arrangements for me tonight If two sisters play with an old man pushing a cart and Guanyin sits on a lotus, you are too uninteresting."

He shook the shivering burden covered with patches on his shoulders, took out from his pocket a large fake mobile phone that can be used as a speaker when he was bored raising pigs on weekdays, dialed a number, and waited for the other party to connect, regardless of his surroundings. People came and went, grinned and said with a big smile: "Boss Fuxing, give me a dozen virgins to have fun."