Wen Jing had imagined that Sheng Yuan would show expressions and actions of surprise, horror, fear, or run over in panic to snatch her phone, but none of these appeared.

A girl wearing a pink and white sweatshirt and a denim skirt, with a delicate and cold temperament, stood there, glanced over briefly, then looked away and got into the black car.

The car happened to be parked right under the street lamp, standing in the light.

It formed a sharp contrast with the slightly dim place where Wen Jing was, as if it were two worlds cut apart by a sharp sword of light and shadow.

Sheng Yuan looked down at Wen Jing below.

At this moment, for some reason, Wen Jing had a strong feeling——

The moment Sheng Yuan took off her mask, she had anticipated that she would do this.

Another possibility is that Sheng Yuan doesn't care. To put it bluntly -

She wasn't afraid at all.

Wen Jing watched the car start up and then gradually drive out of her sight. Her hand was still raised to take the picture. Her arm was so stiff that she forgot to put it down. Her mind was full of questions.

She recorded everything she wanted to record clearly. Sheng Yuan appeared downstairs in Shi Yan's lounge, carrying a lunch box. Everyone in the crew knew that Shi Yan's meals were delivered every day by someone, and the person who delivered the meals was Sheng Yuan.

There is video evidence.

The matter is already very clear. Even if I want to defend myself at that time, it won't be that easy.

So, why?

Why is Sheng Yuan still so calm and composed? Is she really not afraid?

…

This question was answered after Wen Jing pressed the recording completion button and checked the video.

The moment she turned around and tried to leave, she almost screamed out of fright—

Five sturdy men stood in front of her in a row. They were wearing different casual clothes and even had different hairstyles.

Apart from their identically cold expressions, there was absolutely nothing in common between them.

But it gives people a sense of well-trained visual perception and similarity.

It looks very intimidating.

It was only less than two meters away. Wen Jing had no idea when they stood behind her. It was so quiet that she didn't notice at all.

Her scream got stuck in her throat before she could shout it out.

"Miss, I advise you to keep quiet."

The leader, a man with a shaved head, took two steps forward, his lips slightly curved, as if he wanted to give a polite smile first.

But he had a blank expression on his face, which made his smile look like a fake one.

Wen Jing stepped back in fear, terrified: "Who, who are you - what are you doing?! This is a film and television city! There are a lot of people passing by nearby!"

The woman in front of me is really too noisy.

It was so loud that my eardrums were about to burst.

Jack frowned impatiently and said in a cold, mechanical voice, "Please hand over your phone."

"Then delete the video you just took, and you can leave."

Hearing the word "video", Wen Jing was stunned. She looked around at the five men and understood a little bit -

"Who are you to Sheng Yuan?"

Jack really didn't have the time to argue with Wen Jing any further. It was such a waste of time. The eldest lady had been out of their sight for a full five minutes.

Although the other five bodyguards have followed, the duty of the ten bodyguards, including Jack, is to stay very close to the young lady 24 hours a day, except when the young lady rests at night, to ensure her absolute safety.

Now all the VIP rooms in the hotel where the eldest lady is staying, which are on the floor opposite the presidential suite, have been occupied by them.

Jack gave a slight wink, and the two bodyguards beside him stepped forward. One of them easily clamped Wen Jing's arm, and the other covered her mouth to prevent her from screaming and causing unnecessary trouble.

Wen Jing's struggling movements were better than nothing.

A girl with a pure look and a pitiful expression, who usually arouses sympathy from most of the opposite sex on campus, is like a piece of pork in the eyes of the five bodyguards, who are completely unmoved.

So the action can't be described as 'gentle and considerate'.

Wen Jing's arms were all red. In fact, if she had chosen to be obedient and delete the video herself, she would not have been treated like this.

Jack took her phone and pointed it directly at her facial recognition.

In less than half a minute, the video was deleted. He also carefully checked the 'Recently Deleted' album and the data in the account's cloud.

The phone was thrown back into his arms.

Wen Jing sat on the ground in a panic, her eyes red, and she kept shouting, "I, I want to call the police!"

"You are breaking the law! You are kidnapping!"

Hearing her words, Jack glanced at her expressionlessly, his eyes calm, giving a signal, and the five people withdrew.

A dusty Volkswagen sped away, leaving Wen Jing with only a trail of car fumes.

“…”

Inside a Volkswagen driving on the road in the film and television city.

Someone looked serious and asked, "Brother, what if that woman really calls the police? Will it cause trouble for the young lady?"

"Why don't we deal with it in advance to prevent it from happening?"

In fact, since they followed the eldest lady to the West City Film and Television City, everything has been quite peaceful and nothing has happened.

What happened today was the first time.

Jack's indifferent voice came from Macri, "No need."

"Tomorrow, she won't be in the film city anymore."

Well...didn't the eldest lady say that? She hated the woman named Wen Jing.

Since I hate her and don't want to see her again, there is absolutely no need for her to appear here anymore.

The other four people understood what he meant immediately, so Jack didn't need to say anything more. He concentrated on driving and suddenly remembered something.

"Everyone needs to change their appearance tomorrow. It's best to change their hairstyle."

Always the same style, wearing the same clothes, walking around in the film and television city, doing nothing, wandering around, easily making people familiar with him. To say that he is here to play a supporting role is far-fetched.

Therefore, you need to change your appearance regularly and try not to attract attention.

One of the bodyguards raised his hand. Although his expression was grim, his movements were honest: "Brother, I don't need it. I passed by a film crew today and a stylist said that he was inspired when he saw me. He pulled me over and wanted to cut my hair."

"I refused at first, but then I agreed when I saw it was very close to where the young lady was filming." He was looking at the young lady while he was cutting her hair.

"But after the cut, I'm quite satisfied."

Except for Jack who was driving, the other four people all tacitly turned their eyes to the head of the person in the middle -

Then, there was another tacit silence.

The man showed off: "How is it? Without bangs, do you feel more energetic?"

After a while.

The person on the left said, "The stylist must be a newbie."

The person on the right also said: "Don't look at the back of your head in the mirror for no reason."

The man in the co-pilot seat said, "We don't want to attract attention, so you'd better wear a hat for the next two days."

What they didn't have the heart to say was that the bangs looked quite neat after being cut, except for the blind spot at the back where a big hole was shaved and the scalp could be seen.

It's as big as an egg.

Was this stylist sleepwalking while cutting hair, or was this the result of his burst of inspiration? This inspiration is okay, right?

That is, read the newspaper.

What's going on?

I found that it is easy to become silly when I write...

Am I a funny girl?

(End of this chapter)