Chapter 135 I Don’t Understand Your World

The villa in the suburbs was surrounded by layers of maple trees, and Song Zhi's security system was like a spider web covering every corner. Infrared alarms glowed in the night, and bodyguards patrolled with German Shepherds. Not even a sparrow could fly in - of course, no one knew who lived inside.

Jiang Tingwan walked barefoot on the Persian carpet, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a coffee cup in her hand - this was the seventh day that she had been "placed" here by Song Zhi.

The news of the cancellation of the engagement caused an uproar in Hong Kong, but Ou Ya and Song Zhi only said it was a "negotiated decision", vaguely saying neither cancellation nor postponement.

She looked at the vague reports in the newspaper. With these two people playing around, the Song family’s stock was like a roller coaster.

The villa was covered with military-grade signal jammers, but Song Zhi deliberately left her an encrypted network channel, and he did not block Jiang Tingwan's contact with the outside world.

He even asked Zhou Luoyao to bring her notebook over for her.

He wasn't worried at all that she would run away; after all, she came here voluntarily.

"No way, are you... being kept as a mistress?" Zhou Luoyao stood in the living room holding a notebook, glancing upstairs at the master bedroom, "Song Zhi is not going to force love, is he?"

"What do you mean by forced love?" Jiang Tingwan was adjusting the projector with her head down.

The good sleep she received these days made her feel refreshed, and she didn’t have to run around for business, so she just treated it as a vacation.

She didn't even raise her head when she heard this: "Are you going to call the police?"

"Are you serious?" Zhou Luoyao lowered her voice and said seriously, "Calling the police probably won't help, right? I can contact Jiang Shixu or -"

"Come on, the internet here is faster than at work, why would I go out?" Jiang Tingwan interrupted her and pointed to the next room, "Why don't you move in and work here too?"

Watching the woman slowly fiddling with the projector's parameters, Zhou Luoyao finally understood her current sense of relaxation.

So... you're not planning on leaving at all?

Then she really worried for nothing these past few days...

Zhou Luoyao's mouth twitched: "So I am also part of your play?" Then she looked around and suddenly moved closer, "So you really don't plan to tell Song Zhi your true identity?"

Jiang Tingwan glanced at her, then slowly picked up the cup of black tea and took a sip.

The surveillance camera outside the window also turned slightly as she moved.

"Why tell him?" Jiang Tingwan chuckled, "It's better not to tell him. If I really tell him, he won't be the only one who wants to marry me - his mother will probably want to marry me even more."

Song Zhi's mind is now full of how to deal with his illegitimate brother, how to consolidate his position and seize the equity.

If he knew that she was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family in Kyoto, I'm afraid there would be no last obstacle in his way of being with her.

As for Madam Song... knowing her identity, she would probably want to keep her even more than Song Zhidu...

What's more, this villa is simply the perfect haven.

Outside, the illegitimate children of the Song family were fighting each other to death, and Song Zhi's attention was also distracted for the most part, and he was often busy and nowhere to be seen. And Wen Nian's entanglement, Song's mother's calculations...he didn't have to deal with them here.

As the central figure of the incident, she only needed to deal with the occasional dinner invitation from the "kidnapper" and discuss the project share with him from time to time.

Why not?

However, she left suddenly at that time, and she didn't know what Jiang Shixu's people would say to him...

"I really don't understand your world." Zhou Luoyao shook her head, looking helpless, and prepared to leave.

"Are you really not planning to stay?" Jiang Tingwan winked at Zhou Luoyao before leaving. "Then remember to send me the third quarter report tomorrow."

-----------------------------------------------

The dusk was as dark as blood, and three black Mercedes-Benzes were escorting a Maybach Pullman as they sped along the road.

Song Zhi was sitting in the back seat, looking through documents; his stern profile was reflected in the car window.

Suddenly, a silver lightning flashed through the rearview mirror.

The Bugatti Veyron was like a beast out of its cage, tearing through the twilight at a speed of 300 kilometers per hour.

Wen Nian's gray hair fluttered in the wind, and bloodshot eyes surged.

So many days had passed, and he hadn't received any news from Jiang Tingwan. Since that day, she seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth!

Even though they had just had dinner together not long ago, she still said that his cooking was delicious.

But after that phone call, the lights upstairs in his building never came on again...

But Tingyue is still operating as usual, which means it is not a competitor, nor did she leave on her own.

Then it can only be... Song Zhi.

He turned the steering wheel sharply, and the titanium alloy wheels of the supercar produced dazzling sparks and slammed into the rear of the Maybach.

"Bang--!"

With the shrieking sound of twisted metal, the Maybach was thrown sideways.

Song Zhi's bodyguard car hurriedly surrounded the car, but saw the Bugatti do a tailspin and drift, then accelerated again and crashed into the door of the Maybach.

The bulletproof glass exploded into spider web cracks. Wen Nian kicked open the deformed car door and jumped out, looking down at Song Zhi.

"Where is she?"

The boy's stern aura today was completely different from his gentleness in front of Jiang Tingwan in the past. Perhaps this was his true nature, or perhaps, because of her disappearance, he lost control of his emotions and forgot to pretend.

Song Zhi slowly wiped the blood from his forehead, not showing any fear because of his crazy behavior.

He got out of the car and looked straight at Wen Nian. His eyes were not afraid at all and he said calmly, "You can't find her. Is it possible that she doesn't want to see you?"

"Nonsense!" Wen Nian heard this and pulled out a pistol from his waist, pointing it directly at Song Zhi's forehead. The barrel of the gun glowed coldly in the sunset, and the veins on his index finger on the trigger were bulging. "Do you believe me or not? I will kill you?"

Seeing him like this, Song Zhi actually laughed, took a step forward, and put his forehead against the muzzle of the gun: "Then shoot."

The evening breeze brought the smell of gunpowder between the two of them.

The barrel of Wen Nian's gun trembled slightly - he was once the second in command of the largest gang organization in Europe, but at this moment his fingers trembled at the thought of Jiang Tingwan's possible disgusted look.

If he really pulled the trigger, she would probably hate him, right?

After all, that day in the casino, she looked at him with that look, cold and hidden, was disgust...

However, he really couldn't stand her sudden disappearance. Even though he already knew that her identity was not simple, he was not prepared for her disappearance.

What's more, there was no reason for her to disappear suddenly. Then, it could only be Song Zhi! This selfish and paranoid man must have hidden her.

Thinking of this, veins bulged in Wen Nian's arms.

He'd killed people, a lot.

When he was in Europe, he did it for self-protection and to expand his power, but he had never been so afraid of the consequences of pulling the trigger as he was now.

"Get out if you can't shoot." Song Zhi seemed to see his inner hesitation and struggle. He sneered and turned around. Dozens of bodyguards surrounded Wen Nian in an instant.

Behind the wreckage of the Maybach, another Phantom slid silently.

Wen Nian stared at Song Zhi's departing back, then suddenly raised his hand and fired three shots into the sky.

As the startled gulls flew across the bloody sunset, he said to Song Zhi in a hoarse voice, "Song Zhi, do you think you can control her?"