Chapter 111: A Life Destined to Open [Second Update]
Don't just fuck off. β
Word by word, wrapped in the cold wind, it fell down.
Five words, split his head and cover his face to meet him, Wang Qinghuan's legs were weak, and he almost didn't kneel for her on the spot.
Fortunately, the driver arrived in time, and the majestic figure stood behind her, so that her legs were dangerously standing.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Qinghuan stood firm and stared at Si Sheng vigilantly, "The golden cicada is in your hand?"
Si Sheng took out a brocade box from his pocket, the size of his palm, and threw it up with her movements. When it fell back into her palm, she picked open the brocade box, revealing its contents.
It is indeed a cicada.
However, Wang Qinghuan only looked at it for two seconds, and Si Sheng closed the brocade box.
Wang Qinghuan looked directly at Si Sheng, "I want to identify it." β
"Huh. β
Mocking chuckles.
Si Sheng stepped back and sat back in his chair, his legs folded, his white fingers playing with the brocade box.
She spoke unhurriedly, "Now it's you begging, not me." β
Very arrogant.
Wang Qinghuan gritted his teeth, "How do I know if it's true or not?"
Si Sheng hooked his lips and smiled, "It's still the same sentence, don't just get out." β
Wang Qinghuan didn't say a word, and the corners of her lips turned white.
The Tao family is facing a business crisis and needs to find help from the Si family, so they are thinking about sending something good at Si Mingsheng's birthday banquet.
found out that Si Mingsheng likes to collect antiques, Wang Qinghuan immediately thought that there was an ancestral golden cicada at home, and her father offered it like a treasure, she thought that it should be worth a lot of money, so she moved her mind.
She originally wanted to spend money on it.
I didn't think that her father was as stubborn as a donkey, and he didn't want money to enjoy his old age, but he had to protect the golden cicada that could only be seen but not used.
But now, look at what this woman means......
Did her dad change his mind?
It's a pity that her father rarely takes out the golden cicada, and she hasn't studied the golden cicada carefully before, even if it is really in front of her, she can't recognize it.
After thinking for a moment, Wang Qinghuan said simply: "I will call my father's account directly." β
The 3 million should be regarded as her pension for the old man.
As for this golden cicada......
It was originally ancestral, and the old man was just a daughter like her, and when the old man was in the ground, the golden cicada would still be hers.
"Pay with one hand, deliver with the other. β
Si Sheng casually glanced at the driver behind her.
Wang Qinghuan understood, although she didn't want to be led by this woman, but the old man rarely let go, and the opportunity was rare, so she endured it when she thought about it.
Soon, she opened her handbag, pulled out a bank card from it, and whispered a few words in the driver's ear.
The driver nodded and took the order to leave.
Wang Qinghuan saw the driver driving away, exhaled cold air, turned around, and saw that Si Sheng had an extra hand warmer bag in his arms, the brocade box was put away at some point, and she was peeling oranges.
Lined with that military coat, the cold aura of slaughter before disappeared in vain.
Wang Qinghuan couldn't help but wonder: Is it an illusion that her legs were weak just now?
The cold wind was blowing outside, and there was no stool, Wang Qinghuan stood for a moment, and finally looked at the fruit shop with the door open, intending to enter the door to avoid the wind.
However, the moment she passed Si Sheng, she stumbled under her feet, fell directly to her knees, and slammed into the mud on the ground.
"What do you do?"
Wang Qinghuan fell to the ground, gasping in pain, and as soon as he relieved his breath, he shouted angrily at Si Sheng.
Si Sheng didn't take his leg back, a long and thin leg was just so horizontal in front of her, and in the face of Wang Qinghuan's accusation, he didn't see a weak heart.
Hooking her lips and chuckling, Si Sheng's other leg stepped on the beam of the square table in front of her, and fell backwards, the two front legs of the chair suddenly hung in the air, and she leaned back, in a leisurely and arrogant posture.
His gaze swept over Wang Qinghuan little by little.
However, in that almost playful sight, there was clearly a threat and coldness, and Wang Qinghuan was chilled all over, and a cold air rushed from the soles of his feet to the heavenly spirit cover.
The peeled orange was thrown in the direction of Ling Xize, Si Sheng chuckled, his palm flipped in the air, and suddenly a folding knife appeared, and with a flick of his wrist, the folding knife opened, revealing the blade of the knife.
She played with the knife and continued to laugh: "If you want to enter this door, you can." Three kowtows, incense on the pillar, worship the ancestors, wash your wolf heart that has lost its conscience, and enter casually. β
"You!"
Wang Qinghuan was so angry that she wanted to get up and argue with her, but as soon as her elbow propped up on the ground, the pain in her knee hit suddenly, making it difficult for her to get up for a while.
Then, she heard two words fluttering from the diagonal sideβ
"Otherwiseβ"
The voice did not fall.
There was a sound of "brushing" the ground, and there was a sound of the air being cut, and as soon as she lifted her eyelids, she saw something in the corner of her eye, and before she could see it clearly, she felt the cold and biting cold rubbing against the tip of her nose.
At the same time, there was a soft sound on the ground.
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The cold wind, the fluttering leaves, the sparse voices.
For a moment, it seemed to freeze completely.
Wang Qinghuan remained stiff for more than ten seconds before he felt his whole body consciousness gradually recover.
The hands are hers, the feet are hers, and the breath is hers.
In the same way, the fears and fears that made her tremble were still hers.
She just collapsed to the ground, and in her field of vision was a chrome-plated blade, which was not reflective and showed a cold chill. The tip of the knife stabbed into the ground at an angle, no more than an inch away from her.
Even a little off the beaten track, and she could now be teetering on the brink of death.
"Rest assured, in a society governed by the rule of law, I don't kill people. β
The voice wafting from the oblique side, lazy.
It sounds like a relief, but when it falls into Wang Qinghuan's ears, it is a real threat.
Wang Qinghuan didn't move on his stomach, but his eyes moved, his gaze went up, and he fell on Si Sheng, who was still in that arrogant posture.
Then, she saw Si Sheng's thin lips closed one by one, and her smile became softer and colder, and she added almost casually-
"Still, it's okay to let you bleed. β
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To put it mildly, the clouds are light and the wind is light.
But there is an unshakable self-confidence.
She smiled brightly and brightly, which was more than the sense of oppression brought by those fierce and evil people.
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Wang Qinghuan opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, as if all the words were choked in his throat, and he was forcibly suppressed back by fear.
has been working hard outside for many years, Wang Qinghuan has seen a lot of people, but everyone wears masks, speaks thoughtfully and politely, no matter how bad the villain is, he is also stumbling behind his back, he has never seen this-
Simple, straightforward, and crisp.
Clearly targeted and malicious.
However, because of this, she felt extremely terrifying......
This horrible woman, maybe she said to bleed her, so she really came over with a knife to bleed her.
"Playing chess. β
Throwing down the warning, Si Sheng ignored her, raised his eyebrows at Ling Xize on the opposite side, and signaled to start a new game.
From beginning to end, Ling Xize was extremely calm, as if watching a play, even when Si Sheng threw the flying knife in one hand, he didn't blink.
He slowly tore a clove of orange into his mouth and said, "Let you have a cart and a horse." β
Si Sheng sneered: "I still need you to let me?"
Ling Xize said, "Don't forget that you still have to call me Master." β
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Didn't Madea just learn chess from him, and he got up!
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On this side, Si Sheng and Ling Xize were playing chess leisurely, eating oranges and roasting them on charcoal, but on the other side, Wang Qinghuan was embarrassed and fell to the ground for a long time without getting up.
It's not that Wang Qinghuan doesn't want to get up, but her hands and feet are weak, and her whole body hurts, so she can't get up at all.
Coupled with Si Sheng's intimidation just now, Wang Qinghuan was half frightened, trembling slightly, and he couldn't control it at all.
For a long time.
Wang Qinghuan gritted his teeth and slowly got up.
After struggling for a moment, she never dared to confront Si Sheng, covered in mud, dragging her soft body, and walked step by step to the outside of the store next door.
It was a long time before she had the strength to clean herself up.
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The driver is very fast.
As soon as Wang Qinghuan dealt with it, the driver drove back.
With the driver here, Wang Qinghuan had some confidence, but it also took some time to do psychological construction before he dared to come to Si Sheng's side.
"The money has been transferred to his account, Jin Chan gave it to me. β
"Wow. β
Si Sheng didn't raise his head, took out the brocade box from his pocket, and threw it directly to Wang Qinghuan.
Wang Qinghuan hurriedly caught it.
When she opened the brocade box, she looked at it carefully and couldn't tell whether it was true or false.
"Not leaving?"
Si Sheng, who had just taken a step of chess, looked lazily over here, with a casual smile tugging at the corner of his lips.
Wang Qinghuan's heart trembled suddenly.
"Let's go. β
whispered to the driver, Wang Qinghuan quickly turned around and left.
The pain in his body is still there, especially in his knees, Wang Qinghuan is not obvious when he walks slowly, and when he walks fast, he limps. But she didn't want to stay for a moment, so she hurriedly got into the car.
There is a sense of running away from the wilderness.
Seeing her swaying back in his eyes, the smile on the corner of Si Sheng's lips disappeared little by little, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of coldness.
After eating Si Sheng's horse with a car, Ling Xize asked lightly, "You still made preparations in advance?"
It seems to be a calm inquiry, but there is also a bit of a strange taste.
Si Sheng shrugged, "Shen Jiangyuan sent it earlier." β
"How much?"
"Three hundred. β
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Ling Xize gave her an admiring look.
It's a waste that she doesn't go out to loan sharks.
After a pause, Ling Xize could only say: "She found out that it was fake, and she definitely refused to give up." β
This kind of person will either make her completely dead, or let her get what she wants.
Now it's just a loss.
"So, let's get married today. Si Sheng smiled indifferently, his eyes fell in the direction of the vehicle, and his voice was cold, "In two days, someone will talk to her." β
There are two ways to make people die: one is to make her fearful, and the other is to make her despair.
Ling Xize likes the latter, and Si Sheng likes the former.
Seeing that she was confident, Ling Xize did not speak, but the message sent to Steward Lu did not be withdrawn.
Long before he came, Ling Xize had found out the situation of the Tao family, and without any financial assistance, the Tao family's industry would be declared bankrupt after the year.
He didn't mind bringing that time forward a little earlier.
Si Sheng put his mind on the chessboard, looked at it twice, and couldn't find her horse, he was unhappy, and knocked his fingers on the table to find fault: "Did you take advantage of my inattention to move the chess pieces?"
"Can you not be so naΓ―ve in your way of playing tricks?"
Ling Xize looked at her almost speechlessly.
Si Sheng pretended not to hear it, and got up directly, "Don't go down, collect things." β
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It's so open-minded.
The corners of Ling Xize's mouth twitched slightly, he really couldn't do anything about her, so he took the initiative to clean up.
As a result, he soon found that Si Sheng had no intention of cleaning up at all, picked up the folding saber stuck in the ground, and carried his chair back to the fruit store, and never came out again.
Ling Xize: "......" is the ancestor who is really conscious, and always has the consciousness of being an ancestor.
Ling Xize even felt that she was merciful for being able to carry a chair.
There were no items, Ling Xize walked twice, and then moved all the items back to the fruit shop.
The heating was on in the store, much warmer than outside, Ling Xize placed the items one by one, and when he looked back, he found Si Sheng sitting in front of the cash register, with a laptop open, and a pen tablet in his hand, probably "really working".
"Is the first word alright?"
Ling Xize walked over.
"Huh?"
Si Sheng was slightly stunned, then came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "You also pay attention to this?"
"You don't want to make yourself a hot search. β
"It's on the hot search again?" asked Si Sheng suspiciously.
After she posted on Weibo last night, she didn't log in again, so naturally she didn't know the situation.
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Ling Xize was speechless.
Since her lottery last month, her popularity has continued to rise, comparable to the top of the entertainment industry. In addition, her Weibo is more informative than the other, and every time she posts on Weibo, it must be on the hot search, which has become a joke ridiculed by netizens.
After a while, Si Sheng returned to the previous topic and replied to Ling Xize, "Just started painting." β
Ling Xize was stunned, "You rush in four days?"
Si Sheng smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were confident, "Two or three days will do." β
Other cartoonists need to stay up late to burst their livers in order to keep up the weekly update. Even if it's a studio, you have to rush work from time to time.
She's different.
As long as the storyboard is confirmed, she can leisurely rush out a word in two or three days. In the past half a month, readers thought that she was striving for excellence, but in fact, she was too busy with her life and could only squeeze out some time to paint.
Ling Xize chuckled: Some people's lives are destined to be open......
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Expecting that this matter was not over, both of them tacitly stayed in the store.
In the middle, I also met a few guests, Zu Sheng was responsible for collecting money at the front desk, and the free Changgong Ling was helping with chores.
There are a few customers who know the goods, because of the costume, conversation and appearance of the free long-term worker Ling Ze, after leaving the store, they will frequently look back, and it is estimated that there will be no less discussion on the way back.
Finallyβ
There was a twenty-four-five-year-old girl, after secretly watching the free long-term worker Ling for a long time, she finally came to Ling Xize shyly while waiting for Si Sheng to settle the bill.
"Handsome guy, can you leave a contact information?" the girl plucked up her courage and asked.
Ling Xize, who was sorting out the goods, heard the sound and looked directly at the front desk, "She asked for my contact information." β
Girl: "......"
Is there a master of the famous grass?
"Then you give it. β
Si Sheng, who was concentrating on settling accounts, did not raise his head to reply to him.
Unexpectedly by her answer, Ling Xize not only did not get angry, but took out his mobile phone in a kind manner.
"Oh. β
He said yes, as if he was obedient.
"Ah," seeing the intimacy between the two, the girl was immediately embarrassed, her little face turned red, and she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No need, no need......"
Thinking of asking for contact information in front of someone's girlfriend, the girl was embarrassed.
She hurriedly ran back to the counter, took out her mobile phone to scan the code to pay, and ran away with the fruit.
I didn't even lift my head the whole time.
Si Sheng: "......"
Ling Xize was willing to give her contact information, why was she more flustered than being rejected?
Be all abroad.
Turning his head to look at Ling Xize not far away, the corners of his lips were smiling with ease, and the mobile phone he took out was put back into his pocket.
After a pause for a few seconds, Si Sheng carefully recalled the conversation, and finally came back to it with hindsight-
Si Sheng was angry, "What about using me as a shield?"
He has a black belly, people ask him for his contact information, and he asks her for the first time, doesn't he just want to ask for her opinion?
Ordinary relationship, as for "asking for advice"?
If you are a little self-aware, you won't ask for his contact information.
"Your reflex arc is quite long. β
Ling Xize was not only not weak-hearted, but was frank and spared no effort to ridicule her.
"Hey, I find that you owe more and more-" Si Sheng raised his eyebrows, intending to treat him well.
As a result, before the "weapon" in his hand was caught, he was attracted by a commotion outside the door.
All four eyes looked out, and through the transparent glass door, they could see the three cars parked on the side of the road.
Three black cars, the first of which was a high-end sedan that had arrived two hours earlier, and the woman who opened the door and came down was the same.
Si Sheng and Ling Xize glanced at each other in unison: the one who came to settle the account came.
"There are a lot of people, do you want to help?" Ling Xize asked idly.
"No, I don't have to. β
Si Sheng replied to him lightly.
With a drop of his eyes, Si Sheng's eyes glanced at the time on the computer screen.
Not.
A little bit faster than expected.
Still, it doesn't hurt.
When the two were talking, Wang Qinghuan was already surrounded by more than a dozen bodyguards, and directly pushed the door in.
There was a huge group of people, all of whom were dressed in black at the entrance, and two of them were holding wooden sticks in their hands, and those who didn't know thought they were black and would "come to collect protection money".
Si Sheng smiled, calmly bypassed the front desk, and met the menacing group of people head-on. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.