Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

Outside an ordinary residential area in the outer ring

Zhang Lu got off the taxi and walked home exhausted.

He is not tired at work, but he is tired inside.

He had been thinking about Rong Mo's intentions all day long, and time seemed to have returned to before Rong Mo was discharged from the hospital.

"Damn it, nothing good will happen if you get involved." He now regretted believing Rong Mo's lies about giving him a good future.

"Xiao Zhang, I have your things in storage." The fat aunt from the supermarket downstairs stuck her head out from the door and pulled her neck to stop him.

Zhang Lu stopped and walked towards the supermarket.

"I heard you changed hospitals?"

The fat aunt is usually very gossipy, and she has a good relationship with his mother, and they can talk a few words.

"My mother told you"

The fat aunt smiled and nodded, took out a cardboard box the size of a shoe box, put it in front of him, and asked gossiping, "How is the treatment at Anren Hospital?"

"I'm not a doctor, but the salary of a pharmacist is just that..." Zhang Lu said haha ​​and raised his hand to take the box.

The box was very light and weighed almost nothing. He hesitated for two seconds and raised his eyes and asked, "Do you know who gave it to me?"

The fat aunt shook her head, "He just said he was your friend, put down his things and left."

"...", every time people come to buy things they will ask questions, but now you are not asking anymore.

Zhang Lu sighed, put away the box and thanked him.

When he got home, his mother was cooking for him in the kitchen. When she heard the noise, she ran out and asked him with a smile on her face, "How is the new job?"

"It's okay." Yang Fan took off his clothes and hung them on the hanger. "I'm a little tired, mom. Let's go back to the room and rest for a while."

"Okay, you have a rest first, my mother will call you."

Yang Fan nodded, carried the box back to his room, found a handmade knife from the drawer, slid open the tape bit by bit, and took out the contents.

A thumb-long glass bottle with a transparent liquid inside.

There is no explanation beyond that.

He shook it against the light. The liquid had a certain consistency.

What is this?

Zhang Lu put the glass bottle on the desk and looked at the box again.

A note was found at the bottom.

Congratulations on joining the company. May your future life be prosperous. I wish you a speedy promotion.

It was a simple blessing, but he knew who it was from.

He held the note and recalled several times he came into contact with Rong Mo.

Thinking of the bitter smile at the end, Rong Mo is just a cunning fox.

He stared at the liquid in the bottle and let out a long sigh. When he saw this thing, his first reaction was that Rong Mo wanted him to poison Yang Zhenhai.

But when he saw the words on the note, he understood.

If the real poison killed Yang Zhenhai, how could he have a prosperous career and be promoted as soon as possible?

He guessed that this bottle was probably a chronic or non-lethal drug...

With his heart pounding non-stop, Zhang Lu grabbed his hair irritably, falling into Rong Mo's trap again.

Where did this young kid come from with all his bad intentions?

Picking up the phone, Zhang Lu found Rong Mo's phone number and dialed it.

The phone rang for a long time before someone answered it. The voice from Rong Mo's side was noisy.

People should be driving.

"What's the matter, Doctor Zhang?" came the casual tone from the mobile phone.

Although I asked again, I was not surprised that he would call.

Zhang Lu sighed quietly, "I received the gift."

"Oh~ do you like it?"

Zhang Lu rubbed his eyebrows, "Do you think I will like it?"

There was a chuckle from the other side, "Don't let down my good intentions. Your future is bright, Dr. Zhang."

He sighed quietly, which was a compromise, "What you did is no different from Yang Fan."

"Hey, hey, don't compare me with him," the clear male voice said with a smile, "There is no money transaction between us."

"..."

"I'm purely out of a bole mentality"

"...", Zhang Lu's head was covered with black lines, and he gritted his teeth, "I will ride on the horse to thank you."

It's indeed different from Yang Fan. Yang Fan gave you money and you didn't even give me money to join the gang!

"You bastard!" he cursed unbearably.

"Dududu..."

The phone is hung up.

Rong Mo glanced at the phone and chuckled, "How dare you scold me?"

Bai Tuanzi listened at a loss, "Why is the host Zhang Lu so excited?"

"nothing"

Just be tied to him for a lifetime.

The night in Canaan City is bright with neon lights and the night is sultry. Rong Mo's eyes are filled with colors as he lies on the steering wheel and waits for the red light.

After watching for a while, he smiled inexplicably. He stood up and leaned on the seat slightly tiredly. He put one hand on the steering wheel, put the other hand into his pocket, and took out the cigarette case.

After eating all the candy in his pocket, he took out a cigarette and held it between his lips. He threw the cigarette case aside and did not light it. He just closed his eyes and rested.

The white dumpling sits on one side and acts as a mascot.

Rong Mo opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow at the little bastard, "Here, light a big cigarette for your host."

"..." Bai Tuanzi looked reluctant and pressed the lighter with his little paw.

Rong Mo backed out of the car window, and the mist between her lips dissipated with the wind.

"Abuse value +10, current satisfaction level: 80, mission progress 40%"

"Gah?!"

The sudden system prompt almost flashed Bai Tuanzi's waist. It held up the virtual screen to show Rong Mo, "Hey, why did the mission progress increase so much all of a sudden?"

Rong Mo glanced at it casually, stepped on the accelerator and said with a smile: "My neck is covered."

Yang Fan has videos and medical records, and his ruin and reputation all happened in a single thought.

Needless to say, Gong Bo'an said that Xiu Jin could not make him feel better, and would only make it worse than Yang Fan.

Zhang Lu is not the main instigator, but he has definitely caused harm to the original owner. He can avoid the death penalty, but cannot escape the punishment of living. It depends on him whether he can see the future and live in fear for the rest of his life.

Based on his judgment of Zhang Lu, it won't take long for him to get used to it and enjoy life

Rong Mo tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips. He decided the ending for everyone. All that was left was to wait for the prey to walk into the hunting net step by step.

"The mission is so simple..." Bai Tuanzi muttered in confusion.

It feels that the host has not done anything yet and the task is about to be completed.

Hearing this, Rong Mo glanced sideways at Bai Tuanzi, shook his head and laughed, "Is it simple?"

"It seems quite simple." Bai Tuanzi chuckled, "Although...I don't understand much..."

"..."

Silly little thing.

The Rong family has two residences in Canaan City.

One is the Kangjingyuan villa located in a wealthy area.

The other place is Rong's old house located in Yunzhuang near Banyue Lake Scenic Area in Nancheng.

The house left by Rong's mother to the original owner was the villa in Kangjingyuan, where Yang Zhenhai lives now.

The old house has been empty since the death of Mr. Rong.

His license plate was new and had no record. Rong Mo parked the car at the gate.

The security guard came up and said, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Rong Mo pressed down the car window and said, "I'm going home."

The security guard looked up at him in surprise. The sky was getting dark, and Rong Mo still had the hood of his jacket on. Half of his face was hidden in the shadow, with only his lips and chin exposed.

The people who live here are either rich or noble, and the car this person drives is also worth a lot of money. The security guard couldn't make up his mind and put on a smile, "Can you show me your ID?"

"Identification?" Rong Mo's eyes narrowed slightly, and he raised his hand to lift his hat, "I don't have any identification, I'll scan my face."

"..." The security guard was stunned for a moment. His face, so soft and indistinguishable between male and female, was covered with a layer of gauze under the light. She was so beautiful that she couldn't be more beautiful than anyone else in the world.

He stared intently, the young man frowned slightly, and tapped on the car window with his fingertips, "My surname is Rong, Rong Mo."

Hearing the cold voice, the security guard woke up from a dream, surnamed Rong...

There is only one person named Rong here.

"Are you Young Master Rong?"

"Yes," the young man replied and put his hat on again.

"Sorry, welcome home." The security guard was excited and quickly raised the railing remotely.

Young Master Rong is very famous in this film. Although he is a newcomer, people always compare Young Master Rong to Young Master Rong.

Rich people have a high level of vision and look down on omegas who rise to the top based on their looks.

In addition, Yang Zhenhai was a bride-in-law, who was looked down upon by others, and yet he dared to bring his later wife back to his ex-wife's home. There were always a lot of topics about them.

Two days ago, there were rumors that Young Master Rong was back. He had always been curious, but he didn't expect to see him today.

They were sent in respectfully, and the security guard looked expectant. When Master Rong comes back, there will definitely be a good show!

Rong Mo drove around the community and finally arrived at the villa area.

He pushed open the car door and stood in front of it.

The entire villa is a light luxury European style building.

In my memory, Rongmu’s pheromone smells like roses, so she loves roses, and there is a sea of ​​roses in the courtyard.

Rong’s mother would play the piano in the piano room on the third floor, looking at the sea of ​​flowers.

This is a romantic place.

Now palm trees have been planted, the sea of ​​flowers has become a rockery pavilion, and there are several red koi carp in the pond.

At a glance, it seems to be neither foreign nor foreign, and full of the aura of the nouveau riche.

The lights in the villa are on and the nanny is there.

Rong Mo looked up at the dark room. The room with a balcony and arched windows on the second floor was the original owner's room.

"Fly up and take a look, and send down the pictures inside."

Bai Tuanzi followed Rong Mo's gaze and flew to the second floor to take a picture of the scene for Rong Mo to see.

There are many new things placed in the room. These things should have been prepared by Yang Zhenhai's guilt.

But they were piled together and not sorted out.

Either the nanny was lazy, or someone ordered her to do it.

The original owner had been gone for four years, so the password must have been changed. He glanced at the little tortoise, raised his chin, and said, "Tuanzi, unlock the door."

"Why don't you drive it yourself?" Bai Tuanzi tilted his head, looking confused. Can't he get into his own house?

"Can I go in? Do I need you?" Rong Mo flicked Bai Tuanzi's head.

"Don't flick my head!" Bai Tuanzi waved his little paws in protest.

Even if the force is not strong, its head will be dizzy, okay?

Deciphering this kind of lock was child's play for him. Bai Tuanzi opened the door lock in twos and twos, and raised his head to Rong Mo as if he wanted to take credit, "Okay!"

"The dumplings are great." Rong Mo raised his eyes and cast an approving look, and the praise was very perfunctory.

The door opened, he got into the cab and drove the car into the courtyard.

Then go straight to the door.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, he saw a middle-aged woman sitting on a custom-made handmade sofa.