MTL - The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered-Chapter 13 The big sister, the big movie star, the little girl (13)
Chapter 13 The big sister, the big movie star, the little girl (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 it was to save him, but when he left, he didn't miss it.
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, they are just strangers who just met today.
Some inexplicable feelings in his heart came a little strangely, which made him instinctively repel.
But he had to admit that he was inexplicably aroused by a strange woman.
…
The second day.
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.
Loujia Manor.
Yang Shao looked at the text message on his mobile phone and saw that the money had gone into Sang Jian's account, so he 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 100 million from me. The money has already been withdrawn by her, and it was withdrawn from the bank in the Northwest District." .”
Once you tell too many lies, 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 crutches, 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."
If it were another place, he could go directly to arrest people with a bunch of policemen.
But that is the Northwest District, it cannot be managed, and it is easy to die, so the people in the bureau are unwilling to manage it.
"People in the Northwest District, then use 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 on crutches.
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 villa and swiping his phone.
The news posted is basically about Lou Yan, such as how old he is and how many awards he has 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 industry.
Of course, the greater the influence, the more jealous people will be.
He not only has to guard against people in society who will be against him, but also guards against some villains in the entertainment industry.
What a miserable word.
"You're on fire in the Northwest."
The voice of the system suddenly sounded in Sang Jian's mind.
"Huh?" Sang Jian put down the phone, blinked his eyes, and asked 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. The remarks of a woman surnamed Sang that she is the father of the Northwest District have already caused a lot of trouble. 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 business all day long, but they eat, drink, **** and gamble, and are proficient in everything.
And life and death are bearish, if you refuse to 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)
