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Fang Da smiled and said, "Then, when Miss Wen finishes her work, please come to Shuguang Building as soon as possible to discuss the details. With Miss Wen's current fame, if you run this advertisement, the sales will definitely be good."

The words were spoken so cleverly and the attitude was so respectful that the uneasiness and heaviness in Wen Tingli's heart when she came had long been replaced by a sense of security and mission.

"Okay." She took Fang Da's business card very carefully and said eagerly, "I'll contact Mr. Fang as soon as I finish my father's funeral."

***
After burying her father, Wen Tingli stayed indoors all day and was depressed for more than ten days. She finally mustered up enough energy to invite Huang Yuanshan and others to dinner at her newly rented apartment.

Fortunately, she had a few good friends who accompanied her throughout the whole process, otherwise she would have been seriously injured even if she didn't die.

She ordered cooked dishes from Donghualou, bought some fruits and iced soda nearby, and worked for the entire afternoon to prepare a warm and sumptuous dinner.

In order to help Wen Tingli get over the grief of losing her father, her friends only talked about light topics. Gao Xiaowen walked around the room, looking around, holding a glass of juice in her hand.

"There's even a telephone and a record player! Wow, the balcony is not small. Three rooms like this, only twenty-five dollars a month?"

"It's a haunted house. I guess they lowered the price because they couldn't rent it out for a long time." Huang Yuanshan stood at the window and looked out. "I didn't see many grocery stores when I drove in just now. Hey, Wen Tingli, what are those houses opposite used for? Why do they look a bit eerie?"

By chance, Wen Tingli came in from outside carrying a bottle of boiled water, and she looked outside following the sound.

"It seems to be an abandoned factory. I heard that some strange noises are often heard at night. That's why it's called a haunted house. No one wants to rent a house nearby."

Mrs. Zhou continued, "I took Xiao Taozi out to play at noon and saw a new lock on the factory gate. I guess it was owned by someone, but I don't know why it has been vacant for so long."

Huang Yuanshan was a little disappointed: "What a pity! Such a large row of factories is perfect for filming scenes."

Gao Xiaowen smiled and said, "You dare to want a haunted house? I have never seen a big director as stingy as you."

"I can't help it. Our business is really hard. If you were the director, you might be even stingier than me. Besides, I never believe in ghosts, otherwise those evil people would have been punished long ago."

"Come and listen to this." Yan Zhenzhen and Zhao Qingluo leaned against each other on the sofa, reading word by word from a newspaper:
[This morning, Miss Dong of Xinxin Department Store fulfilled her previous promise. In the presence of the Shanghai Women's Association, she donated all the proceeds from the "Flower of Shanghai" competition to the Red Cross and the Welfare Institute, and donated 100,000 francs from her personal savings to the Women and Children Welfare Organization.]

【This act of kindness brought the twists and turns of the "Flower of Shanghai" competition to a successful conclusion. 】

Huang Yuanshan and Gao Xiaowen applauded.

"By the way, Sister Huang, Wen Tingli is now officially done with her work. Is it time for you to start filming your drama soon?"

"It will officially start filming next Tuesday." Huang Yuanshan smiled confidently.

"We agreed in advance that during the filming, I must give my Aoshuang powder a few more shots."

"No problem! Hey, Wen Tingli, I'm almost starving, why haven't you started eating yet?"

Wen Tingli responded from inside: "It's almost there, another distinguished guest will be here soon."

Suddenly someone rang the doorbell. Yan Zhenzhen ran to open the door, and it turned out to be Dong Qinfang.

Dong Qinfang brought a bottle of champagne: "Excuse me for being late."

Everyone cheered: "You are our distinguished guest! Please take your seat!"

The dinner ended in a joyful and harmonious atmosphere.

After dinner, Yan Zhenzhen, Gao Xiaowen and Zhao Qingluo crowded on the balcony, enjoying the night breeze and chatting about the future plans of their classmates from Shishi Middle School after graduation.

Dong Qinfang and Huang Yuanshan were chatting in the living room about interesting things that had happened in Shanghai recently, occasionally bursting into laughter.

In this quiet and happy atmosphere, Wen Tingli also got a long-lost relaxation. She took out a record and put it on the record player, letting the gentle music flow in every corner of the room. She took Xiao Taozi to make tea. When passing by the living room, Dong Qinfang grabbed Wen Tingli.

"What's going on between you and Lu Shicheng?"

Wen Tingli was stunned. Huang Yuanshan put his arm on the back of the sofa and said with a lazy smile: "Don't play dumb. Recently, there are reporters in the newspapers who help you criticize Qiuhua Company every day. If Lu Shicheng didn't have a close relationship with you, why would he be willing to cause himself such trouble?"

Wen Tingli sat down and sighed in frustration: "I wish I had a close relationship with Mr. Lu, but in fact, we are not even friends. Mr. Lu is a cold person on the outside but warm on the inside. He helped me, maybe just because I am a pragmatic student, and Principal Zou has always cared about me, or maybe he just simply couldn't stand what the White Dragon Gang did."

"Don't give me that!" Huang Yuanshan waved his hand. "There are so many pragmatic students, why don't we see him helping all of them?"

Dong Qinfang interrupted Huang Yuanshan and said, "Didn't you go to see Lu Shicheng last time? Did you see him? What did he tell you?"

"He wanted me to do free advertising for one of his company's products for a year, but I didn't even meet him."

"Beautiful!" Gao Xiaowen poked his head in from the balcony. "If my eldest brother were to help, he would definitely force the girl to be his girlfriend for a while."

Dong Qinfang asked curiously, "Don't you understand Lu Shicheng's personality?"

Facing the curious eyes in the room, Dong Qinfang slowly recounted the first time she met Lu Shicheng at the Lu Mansion.

At that time, the Lu family was still headed by Second Master Lu and Third Master Lu, and Lu Shicheng had just returned to Shanghai from Southeast Asia to study. Third Master Lu introduced Lu Shicheng to the Dong family and said only: My nephew is a mute and introverted, so please bear with me.

This sounded a bit strange, and Dong Qinfang once thought that Lu Shicheng was not generous, or at least stupid. After formally dealing with him, she found out that among so many young people that night, Lu Shicheng was the most calm and outstanding one. His demeanor was difficult to describe in words. She just felt that this young man was like a pearl sunk in the deep sea: calm, gentle, and radiant. Once it surfaced, no one could suppress its brilliance.

At that time, Dong Qinfang vaguely felt that sooner or later Lu Shicheng would take charge of this family.

In fact, Mr. Lu Er and Mr. Lu San have always intended to suppress Lu Shicheng.

"But everyone knows what happened later. He almost sent his two uncles to hell together." Dong Qinfang shrugged. "So, even though you don't believe Wen Tingli's words, I still believe it a little. This man is more low-key and pragmatic than other children of noble families, and he never plays by the rules. He helped this time, and maybe he really didn't want anything from Wen Tingli. If he wanted to plot, he would have done it long ago."

Gao Xiaowen became more and more curious as she listened, so she came in and sat down next to Dong Qinfang. "I'm only curious about one thing, why has Lu Shicheng never found a girlfriend after being back in Shanghai for so long? Last time I went to Peking to celebrate my second aunt's birthday, several of my relatives' daughters heard that I was studying hard, and they came to me in droves to ask about Lu Shicheng. I then learned that Lu Shicheng was also very famous in Peking. Guess what they called him behind his back - 'A Pine Tree on a Snowy Mountain'. It means that Lu Shicheng is like a pine tree on an iceberg. No matter how beautiful and popular he is, it's hard to get close to him."

Everyone in the room laughed: "A pine tree on a snowy mountain? I'm surprised your friends can describe it like that."

Dong Qinfang smiled and said, "Just think about the current situation of the Lu family and you will understand this. I heard from several insiders that in order to regain power, Mr. Lu has been trying to murder Lu Shicheng in various ways in the past one or two years. Under such circumstances, how can Lu Shicheng not be on guard against people who actively approach him? If I were him, I would not easily fall in love with someone."

Huang Yuanshan studied Wen Tingli's expression with great interest: "You heard it, right? No matter what, Lu Shicheng is definitely not a person who likes to stir up trouble. This time you were in big trouble, but he did it without hesitation. I don't believe that he has no interest in you at all."

Wen Tingli could only recall in her mind the scene of Lu Shicheng sending her back to Ci Xin Hospital that night.

Not only did she have doubts in her heart, she also did something that she regrets to this day.

"No!" she said firmly, "I'm not sure about anything else, but I'm sure Mr. Lu doesn't have that kind of intention towards me."

"You sound so confident, have you asked him?" Zhao Qingluo asked curiously.

Wen Tingli quickly changed the subject: "Listen, is the water in the kitchen boiling? I'll go check it out."

Huang Yuanshan laughed so hard that he fell backwards. "Look how fast she ran. With her personality, she might have asked. Wen Tingli, even if Lu Shicheng rejected you in person, it doesn't mean anything. Whether a person has feelings for you ultimately depends on what he does for you. Lu Shicheng has never been in a relationship, so maybe he himself doesn't know what he feels for you. Hey, did you hear that? Taking the initiative is never a man's patent. Don't be trapped by the words of those old pedants! When you need to be proactive, you can be bolder."

"Sister Huang, I never knew you were so knowledgeable about love."

"Of course. Love is one of the eternal themes of the film industry. If a director lacks a deep study of love and human nature, he will never be able to make a good film. When I was studying at the University of Pennsylvania, I took a course specifically on the psychology of love."

That night, the group of friends had fun at Wen Tingli's house until after ten o'clock before leaving.

When Wen Tingli lay down on the bed at night, she suffered from insomnia, which was rare.

She was thinking about what Dong Qinfang and Huang Yuanshan had said.

"Under such circumstances, how could Lu Shicheng not be on guard against people who approached him actively? If I were him, I wouldn't easily fall in love with someone."

As she was thinking, Wen Tingli sat up on the bed. The lights in the room had been turned off, and a silvery moonlight shone in from the window, quietly illuminating the floor beside the bed.

Wen Tingli looked at the light, and it felt like a feather was gently scratching her heart.

Huang Yuanshan's voice echoed in her ears.

"You believe him when he says he's not interested in you, but you have to see what he has done for you."

"Maybe he himself doesn't know what's going on with you."

A bold idea popped up in her mind, should she...

The moonlight seemed to be persuading her softly - try it, try it, you won't lose anything by trying. Haven't you always dared to think and do it? Come on, be bold again. Wen Tingli, don't let me look down on you.

Thinking of this, she hurriedly got up and put on her slippers.

At this moment, another voice jumped out of my ear - Wen Tingli, are you sure you want to be so self-indulgent this time? Isn't he not seeing you because he is afraid that you will misunderstand?

Thinking of this, Wen Tingli once again dejectedly retracted her feet back into the bed and covered her head with the quilt.

But even with the quilt covering me, my heart was still noisy. I tossed and turned in bed and I didn't know how long it was before I fell asleep.

***
Lu Mansion.

Fang Da pointed at a newspaper and said with a smile: "Master, you just came back, you haven't read the latest newspaper yet. Miss Wen is really a character. I was worried that her mood and state would be affected by the White Dragon Gang, but I didn't expect her to perform better than last time on the final night. Yes, she is a person who can do great things. I heard that Xinxin's turnover in the past ten days has exceeded the income of the whole month last month. Oh, by the way-"

Fang Da turned around and took out a brocade box from the outer room. "This is the gift that Miss Wen asked me to pass on to Master Cheng that night. I heard it was just a set of Gu embroidery, so I took it on my own initiative. Do you want to open it and take a look?"

Lu Shicheng reached out, took the box, and opened the lid himself.

Inside the brocade box was a small round embroidered screen with a lifelike cat embroidered on it. The cat's fur was whiter than snow, and its eyes were clear as glass. Its claws were scratching a colorful little hydrangea, and its expression was lively and confident.

Lu Shicheng stared intently at the cat on the embroidered screen, and the cat seemed to be looking at him mischievously.

She really looks like Wen Tingli.

He was a little suspicious that Wen Tingli had taken her own photo to the embroidery workshop to order it.

Fang Da observed her expression and praised the embroidered screen highly: "Miss Wen is really thoughtful. This thing is neither rustic nor vulgar. It will be a beautiful sight no matter where it is placed in the room."

Then he smiled and said, "By the way, the advertising contract for Xili Pear Juice has been drafted. If you think it's okay, I will ask Miss Wen to sign it this evening at Shuguang Building."

He showed the contract to Lu Shicheng for review.

Lu Shicheng took it and looked through it slowly.

[Is there no problem with Wen Tingli? ]

"Miss Wen even offered to help us advertise for three full years for free."

Lu Shicheng didn't say anything, just leaned back in his chair and held the contract high to cover his face, as if he wanted to carefully study every word on the contract.

Fang Da couldn't help laughing: "Then I'll call Miss Wen right away to make an appointment?"

Seeing that Lu Shicheng had no objection, Fang Da walked aside and picked up the phone.

"Ms. Wen, I'm Fangda."

After chatting for a few words, Fang Da looked back at Lu Shicheng and said with a smile to the other end of the phone, "No, this won't work in front of Mr. Lu. He will never meet guests just because of this."

Lu Shicheng put down the contract out of curiosity. Fang Da saw it and quickly changed the topic, saying, "I'll ask Mr. Lu for you and get back to you later."

After hanging up the phone, he said, "Miss Wen said she has reserved a table for dinner at Tao Tao Ju. After signing the contract today, she wants to treat Mr. Lu to a simple meal. She said she has something important to tell you in person."

Today? Lu Shicheng paused. Today was not a good day. In the past few days, Lu Kejian had been making some unusual moves from time to time. He was waiting for them to reveal their true colors. He could not act rashly for the time being.

Seeing that Lu Shicheng was unwilling to respond for a long time, Fang Da smiled and said, "Miss Wen said that this matter is extremely important and must be discussed with Mr. Lu in person. She said that she would not take up too much of Mr. Lu's time. If Mr. Lu is unwilling to see her, she will wait in Taotao Residence until Mr. Lu is free to come and see her."

Lu Shicheng felt a little confused and stood up and paced back and forth in front of the table.

Fang Da followed Lu Shicheng's gaze and said, "Remember that Taotaoju is not far from Shuguang Building, and a meal won't take much time. What if Miss Wen really has something important to do?"

Lu Shicheng turned his head and shot a glance at Fang Da.
Fang Da laughed dryly and swallowed his words. Lu Shicheng thought for a moment and pointed outside the door. You still have a lot of things to do, why don't you go back first.

Fang Da knew that Lu Shicheng would not go when he heard this, so he had to say, "Yes."

After Fang Da left, Lu Shicheng continued to look through the pile of official letters in his hand. However, the words on the official letters seemed to jump before his eyes. After looking for a while, he could not read even a single word.

In the end, he simply threw the pen aside, rang the bell to call in housekeeper Chen, and asked him to help him call Wen Tingli back.

Butler Chen was bewildered: "Miss Wen's call?"

Lu Shicheng pointed to the telephone on the table. Fangda had called her just now. She could find out the number by asking the telephone company.

The phone rang twice and Wen Tingli answered it. It seemed that she had been waiting for a reply.

"Miss Wen, I'm Chen, the housekeeper of the Lu Mansion. Mr. Lu asked me to tell you something: he has to discuss things with a few friends today, and I'm afraid he won't be able to spare the time before eight o'clock. If you don't mind waiting until after eight o'clock--"

Butler Chen covered the microphone and said with a smile: "Miss Wen is very happy. She said she can wait."

Lu Shicheng looked normal, but there seemed to be something making a noise in his ears, boom, boom - that was clearly the sound of his own heartbeat.

He turned his head to look out the window, trying to wait for his heartbeat to calm down before turning back to continue instructing Manager Chen.

[Then, don't prepare dinner for me in the evening, I will eat outside. Also, I need to use the car at 7:30 in the evening, so ask Lao Huang to wait for me in front of Lixin Bank on time.]

Butler Chen lowered his eyes and replied, "Yes."

***
It was already five o'clock in the evening when we signed the contract that day.

Fangda personally escorted Wen Tingli to the outside of the Shuguang Building, and Wen Tingli happily shook hands with Fangda and said goodbye.

Afterwards, she called a car from the car dealership and rushed to Taotaoju.

The private room she booked was in a secluded location and was expensive.

On normal days, she would never come to such a place, but compared to a while ago, she is now much more financially well-off. Xinxin's bonus has been paid out, and she also received the balance of the advertising payment from Fu Li Shi this morning. In the next few months, not only does she not have to worry about her family's life, but she also has a solution for her first semester's tuition in college.

What's more, the person she was inviting this time was Lu Shicheng, so this meal was of great significance to her.

Huang Yuanshan's words popped up in her mind from time to time. She had thought it through clearly last night. After this incident, she was braver than before and had a more positive attitude towards life. So, there were some things that she had to try again so that she would not regret it.

With this thought in mind, Wen Tingli walked into Taotao Ju with almost excitement, went upstairs and sat down by the window, and asked the servant to bring the menu for her to order.

Fortunately, Wen Tingli had invited Lu Shicheng to dinner once before, and then had dinner at Lu Mansion, so she had a rough idea of ​​Lu Shicheng's taste.

After studying the menu for more than ten minutes, she very carefully ordered five dishes and one soup, all of which were famous dishes with good color, aroma and taste, and all suited Lu Shicheng's taste. Finally, she instructed the restaurant: serve the snacks and side dishes first, and the main dishes after eight o'clock.

As soon as Pu Ou left, Wen Tingli looked up at the clock. It was now past six o'clock, which meant that she would be able to see tonight's guests in another hour or two.

Thinking of this, she covered her chest and breathed a few times nervously, then suddenly lowered her head and laughed softly.

She simply couldn't figure out her mood at the moment. She seemed very nervous, yet full of anticipation, and at the same time a little bit shy, which was rare, and a little bit worried.

As for what she was worried about, she decided not to think about it for now.

After sitting for a while, she quietly took out the powder cream that Gao Xiaowen gave her from her bag. Before going out, she put on some powder and cherry lipstick on her lips.

As soon as the mirror was opened, a pair of smiling eyes suddenly appeared in front of me. How could there be such bright pupils? The black pupils seemed to be filled with crushed gold, or like a pool in spring, with ripples in every glance.

It was the first time that Wen Tingli saw herself like this. She looked completely unfamiliar, yet unusually cute. She glanced left and right, looked closer and farther, and the more she looked, the stranger she felt. She simply put away her powder, stood up, leaned against the window, and looked at the scenery.

As I looked, the sky changed from orange to dark blue, and then the blue disappeared. Finally, the sky turned into a large piece of black velvet, with heavy fog and few stars. The street lights lit up one by one, and the servant came in and turned on the Western wall lamp in the room.

Wen Tingli sat under the lamp and continued to wait.

There were guests coming and going in the corridor, but her corner was exceptionally quiet.

She patiently dipped water from the teacup and wrote and drew on the table, and from time to time she was planning in her mind what the first sentence she would say when she saw Lu Shicheng later.

Suddenly, Puou knocked on the door outside.

"Miss, can we serve the food now?"

"Wait a minute, my guests haven't arrived yet."

"But if the food isn't served, the kitchen will have to close."

Wen Tingli looked up and was surprised to find that it was already nine o'clock.

After the dishes were served, Wen Tingli asked the store owner to cover the dishes one by one with plates. It was indeed late, but her anticipation was not affected at all. Lu Shicheng had already said that he would be late, so perhaps he was on his way now.

Outside, the guests seemed to be leaving in large numbers. The corridor was filled with drunken talk and laughter. Soon, it became completely quiet outside. Occasionally, someone walked by the door, and they were also the waiters in the store.

Finally, someone came in and said apologetically, "Miss, we are closed."

Wen Tingli hung her head.

There is no more embarrassing scene than this: we happily prepared a table of food, but the guests didn't come.

It's ten o'clock. No matter how busy Lu Shicheng is, she can still make it by this time. Even if she can't come because of an emergency, Lu Shicheng will definitely find someone to notify her.

So, he clearly broke his promise.

All her anticipation and enthusiasm turned into embarrassment and confusion in an instant.

She knew that Lu Shicheng was not a man who did not keep his word, but there were always exceptions. Perhaps he guessed what this dinner meant tonight, and because he did not want to embarrass her, he simply avoided her.

Anyway, it would be a bit pitiful to wait any longer. A few more waiters appeared outside the door, and everyone looked at her curiously. Wen Tingli stood up sullenly: "Please help me pack the vegetables."

***
When she got home, Mrs. Zhou was shocked: "Why does he look so bad? Are you sick?"

The first thing Wen Tingli said when she entered the room was: "Did anyone around Mr. Lu call tonight?"

"No." Mrs. Zhou was puzzled.

Wen Tingli was extremely disappointed. She handed the vegetable box to Mrs. Zhou without saying a word, returned to her bedroom listlessly, and fell on the bed with her back facing up.

Mrs. Zhou was a little anxious: "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Should we go see a doctor?"

Wen Tingli raised her hand to cover her forehead: "I've been running all day, I'm a little tired, it's okay, is Xiao Taozi asleep?"

Mrs. Zhou felt a little relieved: "Xiao Taozi knew that her sister would be back later, so she couldn't wait and went to bed first. By the way, a woman named Ping called you in the evening, and she asked you to call her back as soon as you came back."

Wen Tingli got up and called. Li Chengying's voice was a little anxious: "I'll come to see you in half an hour. I'm not familiar with your new apartment. Where should we meet?"

Wen Tingli said hurriedly, "There is an abandoned factory near my home. When you get there, walk along Fuyang Lane to the end, turn right, and you will see it after another mile. There are not many people there during the day, and you will not be seen at night. I will wait for you at the back door of the factory warehouse."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Tingli quickly changed into a set of clothes that were convenient for movement, stuffed the flashlight into her schoolbag, told Mrs. Zhou that she was going out to buy some medicine, and walked out quietly.

When they arrived at the place, Wen Tingli first looked around carefully to make sure there was no one around, and then she sat down at the back door of the warehouse.

After waiting alone in the dark for a while, that annoying feeling came back.

In fact, she was more puzzled than embarrassed. This was not something Lu Shicheng would do. How could he not give any explanation? He promised to come, didn't he?
He made her wait for a whole night in vain, didn't he really intend to say sorry to her? Even if he couldn't spare the time, he could at least ask someone around him to inform her.

Never mind, Wen Tingli waved her hand at the shadow on the ground. In any case, Lu Shicheng's attitude was quite clear. Last time, he helped her out of kindness, which did not mean that he really had any feelings for her. What happened tonight further proved that she was just overthinking from beginning to end.

After realizing this, Wen Tingli felt a little relieved. At least she wouldn't have to worry about gains and losses anymore. Huang Yuanshan's play would start shooting next week. Instead of worrying about herself, she might as well focus all her attention on filming.

She was just about to close her eyes and take a break when she heard a sharp sound of tire brakes not far away. She looked in surprise and saw car lights on the road ahead. The light came from afar and was coming quickly towards the old factory.

Wen Tingli alertly hid in the bushes. Sister Li rarely drove to see her, so this was probably just a passing car. But then she discovered that there was not just one car coming, but a whole convoy of cars.

The trains drove to the front gate of the factory one after another and stopped one by one.

In the silence of the night, with a creaky sound, the rusty old iron door of the factory was pushed open.

Someone whispered, "Go and look around."

Wen Tingli was shocked.

Qiu Lingyun! That person is actually from the White Dragon Gang.

She subconsciously reached for the gun in her arms and looked around anxiously. If she ran out now, she would be easily discovered. It would be better to stay put. She was at the back door. There were bushes in front of her and an abandoned water tank. Not to mention at night, her hiding place might not be discovered even in the daytime.

Soon, a line of messy footsteps was heard nearby. Several people came over, and the branches and leaves on the ground rustled as they stepped on them.

Wen Tingli didn't dare to breathe. Fortunately, this group of people probably thought that it was impossible for anyone to hang around here so late at night, so they didn't search very carefully. Two people walked back and forth twice twenty meters in front of her without even looking over here.

After a cursory search, the group went back to report with peace of mind.

"I checked, and there's not a single bird."

"You guys go guard the intersection to prevent anyone from accidentally breaking in."

At this time, someone lit a few German lighting lamps in the middle of the empty site, and several cars slowly drove into the factory.

As soon as the car in front stopped, a group of people rushed over.

As soon as the car door opened, everyone carefully lifted out a wheelchair.

There was a person sitting in a wheelchair. From Wen Tingli's perspective, she could just see the person's silhouette. It was a man wearing a set of expensive suits, and the leather shoes on his feet were obviously high-end goods.

But this person exuded an indescribable gloomy feeling from head to toe, as if he had completely merged into the night.

Everyone present was respectful to this person.

"Third Master, this is where our Boss Cao interrogates traitors at night. Although it has been used less in recent years, it is still much safer than other places. Hide the people here for one night and move them to a safer place tomorrow morning."

The man looked around calmly, then coughed with his fist clenched lightly, "Throw him down."

The man's voice sounded younger than Wen Tingli had imagined.

A group of people quickly walked to the front of the car behind, lifted a man down and threw him to the ground. The fall was very heavy, but the man didn't make any sound.

It was too dark in the place and the distance was not close, so Wen Tingli could not see the man's face clearly, but she felt uneasy for no reason. Perhaps it was because she felt that the watch on the man's wrist was particularly familiar, or maybe the man's figure reminded her of someone.

"Hehe, since ancient times, heroes have been unable to resist the temptation of beautiful women. Who told him to seek death?" Qiu Lingyun's tone was full of uncontrollable pride, "Go and see if he has woken up."

The minions pointed their bright lights at the man on the ground.

At this sight, Wen Tingli almost lost her soul.

That's Lu Shicheng.

Lu Shicheng curled up on the ground motionless, his body half stained with blood.

(End of this chapter)