As soon as he turned around, the corners of Wenhao's mouth drooped.

As Wang Chengyou said, his time is indeed running out. A few years ago, he had promised his father that he only needed to give him another half a year of free time. Looking at it now, half a year doesn't seem to be enough. And he, without tearing his face with Mo Yan, is indeed limited in the tricks he can use; The only hope is that Wang Chengyou will collapse first, but now that Wang Chengyou is tenacious.

It's sad.

After staying up for another two days, Wang Chengyou finally stayed up to see Mo Yan.

Facing a person like Mo Yan who had no intention of hiding it from him, it only took 3 minutes for Wang Chengyou to understand the "truth" in Mo Yan's mouth. It turned out that she couldn't see Vivian's suffering, and she came forward to explain to the owner of Sheshan Villa, so that Vivian could return to her sick grandmother on the day she arrived in Xinzhou.

In other words, the entire trip to Shanxi, as he expected, was only Wenhao and Mo Yan...... Of course, there is also the owner of Sheshan Villa, who is said to be the landlord. Now, Wang Chengyou seriously suspects that the so-called owner of Sheshan Villa is just a prop.

Facing Mo Yan, Wang Chengyou could only grin and pretend that everything was logical.

He had already explained the sinister intentions of the writer in front of Mo Yan, but in exchange for Mo Yan having a big quarrel with him. He didn't want to do stupid things a second time, especially this time it was Mo Yan who took the initiative to let Vivian go home, but he was afraid that the quarrel would not have any benign results.

As for the recorder he quietly prepared, when he played it back, he found that the rhythm of his speech was out of breath, and the effect was comparable to a crappy edit...... The most important part has not yet been recorded, and the most coherent and clear part is his own last speculation about the writer. In short, the person who is like a bad guy is himself.

Wang Chengyou had to swallow the internal wounds himself, and at the same time tried to expose the sinister face of the writer in other ways.

Once Wang Chengyou tried to understand the business that the writer transferred to Mo Yan, Wang Chengyou immediately became uneasy.

He found that at the company and business level, the writer is serious.

The writer is almost hand-in-hand teaching Mo Yan to do interior design and business management, that kind of seriousness and sincerity, Wang Chengyou can feel through Mo Yan's notebook. No wonder Mo Yan is deeply trapped in the trust of Wenhao, who is her master.

Wang Chengyou looked at the design principles and routine details that were explained in every detail in amazement...... He almost forgot that the writer was not a rich kid who didn't learn anything, but relied on his own talent to make Qingfeng the strongest in his hometown from zero.

In third- and fourth-tier cities, and even second-tier cities, interior designers are more or less reduced to selling materials and supplementing design. Qingfeng is not, Qingfeng is really profitable by the design itself. Being able to do this shows that the strength of the writer is indeed extraordinary.

Wang Chengyou suddenly became a little enlightened: Perhaps, the writer only behaved greasy and treacherous in front of him? The purpose is to make him anxious to come to Mo Yan to expose the so-called "truth" of the writer, and the "truth" in his mouth is different from everyone's impression of the writer...... Mo Yan naturally believed in his and most of the people around him about the impression of the writer. In this way, the only one who is damaged is himself!

Wang Chengyou, who realized this, made up his mind to do anything in front of him, and he didn't say a word to Mo Yan.

He wants to use his calmness and reason to completely smash the writer's plan to win love!

From time to time, the writer "passed by" Wang Chengyou's school, sometimes sitting in the car parked outside the school gate to make a few phone calls with Wang Chengyou, and sometimes waiting somewhere in the school to chat with Wang Chengyou face-to-face.

In this way, you come and go, Wang Chengyou's mood ups and downs, and finally survived until the end of May.

Proud Capital's 1 million operating capital's lonely lying on the account. Zhu Yujie rushed to various inspection maker centers, her legs were thin, and Wang Chengyou was still sitting firmly in front of the computer in the library.

He flipped through the thick programming book and pressed the keyboard. He said that he programmed, but he had no code at all; said that he was searching for information, and there was an unrelated computer book on the table.

"Isn't it distressing to leave a large amount of money in the bank for a pitiful amount of current interest?" Zhu Yujie stood in front of Wang Chengyou, her mouth opened, and she didn't shout out what was in her heart.

She intuitively felt that she should not point fingers at the person who came out of the partnership until she had to do so.

Silently stared at Wang Chengyou for at least 5 minutes, seeing that he didn't raise his head or look at her, Zhu Yujie turned around and left with interest.

The book in Wang Chengyou's hand is not a programming book, but "Python Gray Hat: Python Programming for Hackers and Reverse Engineers". This is his business hobby, when he was in high school, he specially invited network security experts to teach for 2 years, and then left his hometown, without personal teaching, and this kind of hobby does not have much practical value, he gradually put it aside.

"Python Gray Hat" is about reverse engineering and vulnerability mining.

Now, the reason why he picked it up again is only because only by doing this can he devote himself to it and get rid of the mundane trivialities.

The writer put too much pressure on him, and he needed to relax.

At the same time, he was still afraid of the "big gift" of the writer in his heart. After all, Children's Day is just around the corner.

What to be afraid of, what to come. At noon that day, the writer came to find Wang Chengyou.

Towards noon in June, the sun was shining high, the air was unusually hot, and it looked like a thunderstorm was about to come.

Wenhao found Wang Chengyou, didn't give him time to make any mental preparations, and went straight to the point: "I want to take Mo Yan away." ”

Wang Chengyou's breath stagnated.

"Go to Japan."

Wang Chengyou followed.

"A month."

Wang Chengyou: Is myocardial infarction just the feeling of the moment?

Every word of the writer had a strong impact on Wang Chengyou. It felt like a duel between the two, who had originally discussed the use of cold weapons, but the other party suddenly pulled out a pistol.

Bang.

Bang.

Bang.

After three shots, Wang Chengyou was already bleeding.

"Why do you ...... Why ......" Wang Chengyou wanted to ask, there are so many women in the world, why do you have to rob Mo Yan with him. However, it hurts too much to ask.

"Why do I have to rob Mo Yan with you?"

There was panic and resentment in Wang Chengyou's eyes, and he stared straight and fixedly at the writer.

In Wang Chengyou's cannibalistic gaze, Wenhao restrained his frivolity: "Because I want to make Mo Yan happy." ”

"I'll make her happy."

"No, you just want her to be happy. Actually, you can't make her happy. ”

Wang Chengyou looked at Wenhao with cold eyebrows: "Can I or not, it's not up to you to define it." What you said to me back then, I will give you back today—even without me, there would be no you! Because, you don't deserve it! ”

Wenhao looked at Wang Chengyou for a long time, so long that when Wang Chengyou thought that he was not ready to speak, he spoke: "I really can't bear to tell you how ridiculous you are now; And how despicable you will be in the future. ”