Chapter 65 Xiaoting, help!
System: [Scan results: The organism's gene sequence is a perfect match for Fu Xiaoting.]
Yunyang: [Is it possible that I, like her, was a soul transmigrated?]
The system picks its nose: [Then I can't detect it.]
Yunyang: [...]
[You lousy system! You even managed to lose the female lead, what can I expect from you!]
The world is a giant makeshift operation, and the alternate world is no exception.
She gave up.
The cheers gradually subsided, but the money-giving ceremony continued in an orderly manner, and it seemed like it wouldn't be over anytime soon.
Yunyang didn't want to stay here for even a second longer.
He turned around and tried to slip away.
But as soon as she took a step, a stiff figure slid down in front of her with a "whoosh".
It's Giuchiro riding a self-balancing scooter.
He blocked her path with a blank expression.
"Manager Yun, the gentleman wants to inscribe a message for the completion of the new navigation mark on the canal. Please come over and hand him the pen."
Yun Yang glared at him.
"Leaving without permission will result in the deduction of your bonus for this month."
Giukiro added, speaking in a flat, descriptive tone, as if reading an instruction manual.
Yunyang's fist hardened again.
Those evil capitalists!
As if reading her mind, Giulio immediately distanced himself from her.
"It was the gentleman who said it, not me. If you go, you'll get a 100,000 yuan reward."
Yun Yang's eyes lit up immediately, and she followed Jujiro to a short distance away.
A huge white stone tablet, about half a person's height, had been erected. Fu Xiaoting stood in front of the tablet, his back straight, looking quite respectable.
Yun Yang stepped forward, took a calligraphy brush dipped in thick ink from a staff member next to her, and respectfully handed it over.
Fu Xiaoting took the brush.
With a flick of his wrist, the brush moved like a dragon and a snake, the movements fluid and graceful, displaying the air of a master calligrapher.
Five large, flowing characters appeared on the stone tablet.
I was born with a purpose.
That's all.
Just these five words.
Yun Yang: "?"
Then, Fu Xiaoting's thoughts drifted over.
[Haha, those "noobs" are probably wondering where the "noobs" are.]
As he thought about it, he subtly glanced at Yun Yang out of the corner of his eye.
There was a hint of probing in his eyes.
Yun Yang was already used to Xiao Ting's abstract approach, and her face remained calm, without even raising her eyelids.
After the inscription ceremony, the matters at the dock were mostly settled.
The group prepared to board the car and head to Fu Xiaoting's large seaside villa.
Just before getting on the bus, Yunyang brushed past that guy who was "not good at it".
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the other person bumped into her shoulder.
Yun Yang frowned unhappily and looked back.
She saw the other person turn around and wink at her, even throwing a flirtatious wink that he thought was cool, so greasy he could be stir-fried directly in a pan.
Yun Yang felt a wave of nausea and disgusted, and looked away.
She looked up and met Fu Xiaoting's gaze.
He sat in the car, looking at us through the half-open window with a deep gaze, lost in thought.
...
The convoy soon arrived at a white villa by the sea.
Yunyang was assigned a room with a view of the sea, but she wasn't in the mood to appreciate the scenery; she just wanted to lie down and rest as soon as possible.
Every day, it drains my mental energy.
She was about to stuff the 10,000 yuan she had earned that day into the pocket of her thermal pants.
But inside, they found...
Empty?
Yun Yang's heart skipped a beat, and she sat up abruptly.
She quickly took off her pants and turned all the pockets inside out.
Still no!
The 007 cell phone is missing!
There's a whopping ten thousand yuan in there!
Yunyang instantly woke up, all sleepiness gone.
In his anxiety, he yelled at the system in his mind.
[Was this your doing? You gave me 10,000 and then secretly took another 10,000? Are you kidding me?]
【Pshaw—this system disdains such operations.】
The ten thousand yuan given to Yun Yang was clearly taken from Fu Xiaoting's bag.
[I suggest you think carefully about whether you left it in a damaged toilet.]
restroom?
Yun Yang's mind went blank.
Did you fall into the toilet?
Grass! It's a type of plant!
Without saying a word, Yunyang grabbed a car key and rushed out.
She's going back to look for it right now!
Ten thousand yuan!
That was money she had worked so hard to earn while enduring disgust.
Unbeknownst to her, after her car drove out of the villa gate, a black SUV silently followed.
pier.
The crowd dispersed, leaving only a few workers cleaning up the site.
She parked her car on the side of the road and rushed anxiously toward the public restroom whose door she had smashed.
Before I even reached the door, I saw a familiar figure.
[Living poorly].
He was leaning casually against the outer wall of the toilet, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and a lewd smile on his face.
Yun Yang's steps suddenly stopped.
Omar saw her too, stubbed out his cigarette, and slowly walked towards her.
"I recognize you."
He grinned, revealing a set of white teeth.
"You're the maid I met online. You said you worked for Mr. Fu, and the moment I saw you, I knew it was you because you were looking at me too."
He looked Yun Yang up and down, his eyes like sticky insects crawling all over her.
"My name is Omar, and yours is Yunyang?"
He reached out and gestured above Yun Yang's head, his tone flippant.
"It's just a little shorter than I expected."
"But it's okay, come back next year, maybe you'll have grown taller."
As soon as he finished speaking, he made a move to grab Yun Yang's arm with his dark, rough hand.
Yun Yang suddenly took a step back, creating distance between them.
What do you want to do?
She forced herself to calm down, staring warily at Omar's outstretched hand, her mind racing.
"We've been chatting for so long, of course I'd like to invite you to my room for a more in-depth discussion. Sir only comes once a year, and I don't know when we'll see each other again. We must cherish our time and get straight to the point."
Omar's smile grew increasingly lewd, his desire undisguised: "Don't worry, I'll be quick."
Yun Yang's eyes darted around, and a smile instantly spread across her face.
She softened her voice, with a hint of coquettishness.
"OK."
"But you should keep your distance first. There are people coming and going here, it's not good if someone sees you."
Upon hearing this, Omar stopped in his tracks, and the wariness on his face relaxed considerably.
"I am a gentleman, and I have plenty of patience."
"But it doesn't matter if others see it, the bodyguards patrolling here are all my men."
As he spoke, he reached out again, trying to grab Yun Yang's wrist, this time his movements were noticeably more urgent.
Now!
A fierce glint flashed in Yun Yang's eyes!
Instead of retreating, she advanced, and just as his large hand was about to touch her, she suddenly grabbed his wrist!
Immediately afterwards, she raised her foot and, with all her might, kicked him hard in the groin area between his legs!
"Awooo—!"
A heart-wrenching scream shattered the tranquility of the dock.
Omar's face instantly contorted into a mask of pain, and he bent over abruptly like a boiled shrimp.
Yun Yang turned and ran away!
"You filthy bitch!"
Omar roared furiously from behind, his voice distorted.
"You hooked up with that man and then turned your back on me. Everyone says he was driven mad by the accident. How can a fool compare to me?"
He endured the excruciating pain, reached out, and staggered after her, trying to grab Yunyang's hair.
Yunyang felt a chill run down her spine and ran even faster.
As he said, all the bodyguards around saw what was happening, but none of them intervened.
Just as that dark hand was about to touch her!
"Bang!"
A dull, soft sound.
The hand that was reaching out to her suddenly trembled, and a burst of blood instantly erupted on the back of the hand.
Omar let out another scream and crouched down, clutching his arms.
Yunyang, still shaken, stopped and turned around abruptly.
Not far away, a tall figure slowly walked out.
The afterglow of the setting sun gilded him with a layer of gold, but it did nothing to warm his cold aura.
That face was so handsome it looked as if it had been carved with a knife and axe, with deep-set eyes and a high nose.
It's Fu Xiaoting.
Yun Yang's mind went blank with a "buzz".
Fear, lingering fear, astonishment... countless emotions exploded in her chest.
"Sir, please help me, sir."
Without a second thought, Yun Yang turned and ran wildly toward Fu Xiaoting.
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