The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

When Sheng Liting asked this question, Su Jin didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Why didn't you answer?" Sheng Liting didn't get a reply, so he asked again.

Su Jin said, "Still in the car."

"Going back to school today to check your scores?" Sheng Liting opened a bottle of red wine, poured half a glass, and swung the glass lightly. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he just wanted to know her whereabouts.

"Yes." Su Jin didn't understand why she had to answer honestly, as if it was really an instinct, and she subconsciously responded to his question and answer.

"I'm curious what kind of earth-shattering score you can get in the test after you haven't been back to school for most of the semester."

"Number one." Su Jin answered him two words concisely, with a sense of pride in her tone, as if she was showing off her achievements with a very important person, making him feel proud and excited about herself .

Sheng Liting's hand shaking the wine glass suddenly stopped, as if he had guessed that she would get the lowest score in the test, and said: "It's okay, No. [-] High School will not expel you."

Su Jin probably also guessed what he had misunderstood, she said again, "The positive number is the first."

Sheng Liting took a sip of wine, but when he heard her words, the alcohol seemed to be stuck in his throat, he almost choked to death, and coughed several times in a hurry.

Su Jin listened to his choking voice, the corners of her mouth raised high, "Do you want to give me a reward?"

Her tone was as if she was asking for a reward from her parents, she said it very naturally, and she didn't feel that there was some inviolable big man on the other end of the phone.

However, she quickly realized what absurd things she said.

She actually wanted Sheng Liting to reward her?
Su Jin, Su Jin, I'm afraid you are delusional.

Sheng Liting was also stunned for a few seconds by her coquettish tone.

Both were silent at the same time.

"That, that, I just said something wrong, you, don't take it seriously." Su Jin had never felt so embarrassed, and instantly blushed like a ripe cherry.

She seems shy.

"I, and I won't take it seriously." Sheng Liting put down his wine glass, rummaging through the table in a daze, not knowing what he was doing for a while.

"If little fourth master has nothing else to do—"

"How many points did you score?" Sheng Liting asked again.

"749." Su Jin answered honestly again.

"Girl, what reward do you want?" When Sheng Liting said these words, his expression was as calm as usual, but his right hand couldn't help clasping the table tightly, as if these words made him overdraw everything courage.

Su Jin couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling when she heard the words, "Young Fourth Master doesn't have to—"

"Beep beep." The call was cut off.

Su Jin froze for a moment, moved the phone that had announced the end of the call, looked at the number showing stop, and redialed it again in doubt.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off."

Listening to the mechanical female voice, Su Jin frowned more and more. Could it be that the little fourth master realized that he said something absurd, and then turned off the phone in embarrassment?
She put the phone back into her pocket, dumbfounded, and said to the taxi driver, "Please go to Qihuan Mountain."

Inside the Seven Ring Mountain villa, there was a dead silence.

Su Jin looked at the brightly lit hall and looked around, the place was so quiet that it seemed that the building had been emptied.

She put on clean slippers, and when she was about to go upstairs, she glanced towards the bar from the corner of her eye, noticed the broken red wine glass on the ground, and her gaze sank.

Su Jin walked to the broken wine glass in two steps in three steps, and then saw the turned off mobile phone that had been kicked under the coffee table.

There seems to be a very strange smell in the house.

"Ding dong..." The doorbell rang.

Su Jin turned her head and looked at the entrance where the voice came from.

"Ding dong..." The doorbell continued.

Su Jin opened the door.

Jiang Fen saw the little girl who appeared in sight, and said: "Miss Su is here too, then please hand over these materials to the young master, he urgently wants me to send them."

Su Jin looked at the sealed document bags held in both hands, and said, "Little Fourth Master is not in the room."

"No, my master just contacted me an hour ago, and he didn't have any other entertainment tonight. Could it be that he has something to go out?" Jiang Fen was puzzled like the second monk Zhang Er.

Su Jin said: "It seems that some uninvited guest broke into the villa."

Jiang Fen thinks that she has watched too many TV shows. In this bright world, not to mention other places, what is the boundary of Qihuan Mountain? He can guarantee it with his head. Without a pass, not even a fly can fly in.

Su Jin saw doubts in his eyes, and didn't bother to explain anything to him, so she closed the door directly.

Jiang Fen was turned away, and he couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand to smash the door. He is the most trusted assistant of his young master, and she, an outsider, dared to be so rampant in front of his most favored minister.

Hmph, I'm a good man and don't fight with women.

Jiang Fen walked down the villa holding the documents and pouting.

Su Jin stood in the living room and called up the whole house surveillance.

In the surveillance screen, Sheng Liting was talking on the phone, and then the lights of the whole house went dark, and then, several blurred figures flashed past the camera.

It can be seen that these people are professionals, they act quickly and cooperate completely, and they are here for Sheng Liting.

However, who would dare to go to Qihuan Mountain to take away this little ancestor of the Sheng family so grandiosely?
Su Jin controlled the surveillance to the yard, and this group of people unexpectedly also sneaked in through the underground pipe.

Su Jin covered her mouth and coughed lightly, looking as if she was cooperating with each other.

In the quiet abandoned factory, from time to time, there will be mice jumping and running from the corner, chirping and making a lot of noise.

The black cloth on Sheng Liting's head was lifted off.

Sheng Hongcheng looked a little haggard, with sunken eye sockets, as if he hadn't slept comfortably for several days.

"Third brother, what does this mean?" Sheng Liting asked as he moved his bound hands and feet.

Sheng Hongcheng circled around his good fourth brother a few times, and he suddenly approached Sheng Liting, his eyes tearing apart and said, "Don't fourth brother understand what I mean?"

Sheng Liting raised his head in disgust, and said, "Third brother, you haven't shaved for a few days?"

Seeing his calm look, Sheng Hongcheng became more and more angry, and shouted: "You are a prisoner now, what right do you have to question me?"

"Prisoners also have the right to be clean. Third Brother, please stay away from me. I really can't stand your sloppy appearance."

Sheng Hongcheng grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, "The more you can't stand the dirt, the more I want to torture you."

"What are you going to do?" Sheng Liting kept moving the chair, "Third Brother, you'd better think clearly, I can let you invite me over in such a vulgar way, but if you dare to dirty my face, I will I will definitely not let you down!"

Sheng Hongcheng turned a deaf ear to his threats, and unceremoniously wiped all the dirt on Sheng Liting's face, and laughed: "There are rat droppings on it."