Hard to Deceive

"What's wrong with you! Me, what did I say!" Cha Xingde put one hand on the ground, and the other hand pushed Sang Yan's hand away, and said with a big tongue, "I'm going to drink and drink. Wine! Who is in trouble!"

Sang Yan let go and looked at him uncertainly.

"Have you treated guests like this?" Che Xingde reluctantly sat up, rubbing his head painfully, "Mom, you are waiting for me, what kind of stuff..."

As if feeling dirty, Sang Yan did not speak and stood up.

Che Xingde looked up at him, his forehead was stained with dust, and the skin was broken in several places. He bared his dark yellow teeth and smiled triumphantly: "Oh, I understand. I touched your woman. I'm upset, right?"

Sang Yan's eyelids drooped slightly.

"Is it necessary? It's all men, you should understand it too?" Cha Xingde still smiled, "And it's not just a woman, Frostfall is indeed--"

Before he could finish speaking, Sang Yan kicked him hard in the stomach.

Che Xingde was unprepared, and his body instantly slammed into the wall behind him, causing a huge crash from his body. He immediately fell to the ground, propped his hands on the ground, and retched uncontrollably.

Sang Yan stared at him blankly, with broken hair falling on his forehead, unable to see the emotion between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Fuck you..." Che Xingde trembled in his uncomfortable voice, but noticed that there were no other people around this street, and did not dare to say anything that irritated him, "I want to call the police..."

Sang Yan squatted down again, grabbed his hair fiercely, and pulled it up.

"What kind of police?"

"..."

"Aren't you drunk and unsteady, and fell to the ground." Sang Yan pulled the corner of his lower lip lightly and said casually, "I just want to help you stand up, how can you pay back your gratitude and revenge?"

With that, Sang Yan stood up, picked him up easily, and pushed him to the wall again.

Che Xingde's body hit the extremely hard concrete wall again, feeling that his internal organs were about to be shattered.

Sang Yan stared at him straight, the hostility on his body did not hide. Seeing Che Xingde's embarrassed appearance, his expression did not change, and his voice was neither light nor heavy: "Why didn't you stand still?"

"..."

"Che Xingde?" Sang Yan found his name in his memory, speaking slowly, as if squeezing out of his teeth word by word, "Do you want me to help you up?"

Che Xingde could not speak, only waved his hands and moved his body to the other side.

at this time.

Sang Yan heard the phone vibrating, his eyelashes moved slightly, stopped, took out the phone from his pocket and glanced at his eyes.

It's Wen Yifan's news.

Wen Frost: [When are you going home today? 】

Wen Shuangjiang: [I have already arrived home. After the interview, my colleague took me downstairs. 】

Sang Yan watched for a few seconds, then replied: [Late today]

Sang Yan: [Sleep first]

After replying, Sang Yan turned his neck and played with his phone. He didn't make any extra moves. He stood there and looked at him condescendingly: "I wish you had seen me for the last time."

Cha Xingde was scared of being beaten, and he only felt that the man in front of him was like a demon, and he was helpless. He raised his hand subconsciously and put his arm on his head in a protective posture.

"Otherwise," Sang Yan wrote lightly, in a cold voice, "you will suffer again."

...

After Sang Yan walked away, Che Xingde sat there for a while, and then slowly stood up while holding on to the wall until he came over. His expression was sullen and his mouth was cursing, he walked out of the pass along the street and stopped the car to go home.

After moving out of Zhao Yuandong, Wen Liangxian's family rented a small delivery room in the city village of Nanwu. The location is good and there is a lot of traffic. The only drawback is that the security is not good.

After arriving home, Che Yanqin came to open the door for him. Noting the wound on his face, she frowned: "What's the matter?"

Che Xingde immediately yelled: "It's not the uncultivated thing that Frostfall was looking for! When I went to his bar to drink, I caught me and beat me! Sister! You have to help me--"

Wen Liangxian in the master bedroom heard the movement and shouted, "Can you stop the noise?!"

Che Xingde was silent immediately.

Che Yanqin's expression was also very ugly, and he suppressed the fire and said, "De Tsai! I haven't told you clearly before, am I? Can't you stop making trouble for me anymore. How long have you been out? For this matter, Your brother-in-law has quarreled with me many times!"

Che Xingde whispered: "I just can't swallow this breath."

"That's it, don't look for them anymore." Because of Che Xingde's various behaviors, Che Yanqin suffered a lot and was very uncomfortable at home. "The wild girl in Frostjang has no conscience, white-eyed wolf, what can we do? ?"

Che Xingde snorted.

Che Yanqin curled his mouth, and became angry again: "People who work in a TV station now have more rights. Us ordinary people can't beat her."

"..."

The two sat back on the sofa.

Noting the delicate woman who was sitting on the other side of the sofa watching TV at this time, the anger on Che Xingde's face gradually faded, and a smile was squeezed out: "Xiao Lin is back?"

A trace of disgust flashed in Zheng Lin's eyes, and he didn't say a word.

At this moment, Wen Ming came out of the toilet. With a gentle expression, he walked over to sit next to the woman, took her shoulders and asked, "What happened to uncle?"

Zheng Lin hehehe said, "I'm asking for trouble with your cousin again."

"Uncle," Wen Ming's expression didn't look pretty either, "Don't do this kind of thing anymore."

Cha Xingde retracted his gaze, and said unhappily: "Why are you talking about me one by one, what trouble I am having! I still have injuries on my face!"

Zheng Lin didn't speak any more, just looked at Wen Ming and rolled his eyes.

On the way home, Qian Weihua stopped at a fruit stand on the side of the road and bought a watermelon. Upon seeing this, Wen Yifan also bought one. When he got home, he frozen the watermelon in the refrigerator and went back to the room to take a shower.

After coming out, Wen Yifan returned to the kitchen, planning to squeeze some watermelon juice.

As soon as he took the watermelon out, there happened to be movement in the hallway.

Wen Yifan continued to move.

Before long, Sang Yan entered the kitchen and stared at her actions: "What are you going to do?"

Wen Yifan said honestly: "Squeeze watermelon juice, do you drink it?"

Sang Yan raised his eyebrows: "Drink."

"Is it almost enough to cut in half? This watermelon is a bit small." Wen Yifan rinsed the kitchen knife and gestured, "By the way, what are you doing overtime today?"

Sang Yan took the hilt of the knife in her hand: "See Qian Fei."

Wen Yifan was stunned: "Is he out this time?"

"Ok."

Wen Yifan tilted his head: "Then you beat him?"

Sang Yan felt ridiculous to her first reaction: "Am I a violent man?"

"Sang Yan," Wen Yifan didn't comment on the words. He considered his words, and said painstakingly, "Don't use violence to solve problems. Now it is a society ruled by law."

Hearing this, the corner of Sang Yan's lips loosened: "What if it is a disgusting person?"

As if thinking of something, Wen Yifan was silent for a few seconds, and still said: "That's the same."

"..."

"Don't beat people, it's not good." Wen Yifan stared at him and began to cut the watermelon, then continued to exhort, "Qian Fei and Duan Jiaxu did nothing too much, and they are all your friends -"

Sang Yan stuffed a watermelon in her mouth: "I know."

Wen Yifan stopped with the rest of his words.

Sang Yan didn't seem to worry about the matter, and Sang Yan's tone was lazy.

"I'm paying attention."

I don't know if the alarm was effective. Wen Yifan never saw Che Yanqin and Che Xingde for a long time. I don't know if it was her psychological effect. After talking to Sang Yan, everything seemed to be on the right track.

In late October, Wen Yifan received the landlord’s WeChat.

The rough meaning is that the daughter is about to get married, and this room should be recycled as a wedding room. Just ask them to move out before March next year according to the contract deadline.

Seeing this news, Wen Yifan realized in a daze that she and Sang Yan had lived in this shared house for almost two years. She retracted her thoughts and quickly returned a "good".

Su Tian, ​​who was sitting next to her, came over to chat with her: "Yi Fan."

Wen Yifan raised his eyes: "Huh?"

"I suddenly remembered something." Su Tian supported his cheeks and asked, "Didn't you share a lease with a man before? Then you are with King Sangya now, is he okay?"

Wen Yifan paused, and directly admitted: "He is my roommate."

"..."

After a while.

Su Tian cursed an swear word: "Damn, where are you looking for a roommate? I want to find one too."

Wen Yifan said amused: "You are not afraid of being heard by Lin Falcon."

"He got used to it," Su Tian said with a smile, "Eh, then you two are living together now, right?"

Wen Yifan thought for a while: "Don't count."

Su Tian: "Why not count! Don't you two sleep in the same room?"

"Yeah." Wen Yifan said honestly, "We still sleep on our own."

"..." Su Tian was shocked and couldn't believe it at all, "I remember, the time you spent with him, it seems that it is not too short... Is it still at the Plato stage?"

Wen Yifan didn't answer directly: "It's just not living together."

Su Tian: "Why?"

Wen Yifan is very upright: "Illegal."

"..."

After understanding, Su Tian felt a little funny. She laughed to herself for a while, and then said: "When are you going to be legal? Have you met his parents?"

Wen Yifan subconsciously said: "No--" Before he finished speaking, he suddenly changed his words: "I met his mother."

"what?"

Without waiting for Wen Yifan to explain, the mobile phone placed by the table rang suddenly. Seeing that the caller ID was "Qian Weihua", she said "Wait a minute" to Su Tian, ​​and then answered the phone.

Qian Weihua's voice followed the current: "Are you in the unit now?"

Wen Yifan: "That's right."

Qian Weihua: "Where is the big one?"

Hearing this, Wen Yifan glanced to the other side: "Writing on the side."

Qian Weihua said smoothly: "Okay. Go downstairs and call the big one up. Follow me on a business trip to Beiyu."

...

This situation is not once or twice. The two took the equipment with ease and then went downstairs.

Wen Yifan got into the co-pilot habitually and asked about the situation: "Teacher, has there been any emergency in Beiyu?"

Qian Weihua started the car and said by the way: "The news from the police is still blocked on the news that was just received. There was a female college student missing in Beiyu four years ago. Some time ago, a woman brought a recording. Reported to the police station about this case."

Wen Yifan opened the laptop while listening, typing on it.

"This female college student was raped and killed at the beginning, and the body has been found in the Houshan area on the outskirts of Beiyu." Qian Weihua said, "Now a crime detection team has been set up and the suspect is being wanted."

Speaking of this, Qian Weihua suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Yifan, you should also know this suspect."

Wen Yifan stopped his movements and raised his head: "Huh?"

"It was the one who always came to trouble you before," Qian Weihua took a moment to glance at her, "Che Xingde."