Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

"What's the matter with you calling me here?"

Director Wu squinted his eyes and stared at Li Anyi for a long time, then smiled for a while and said, "Xiao Li, am I not mean to you?"

Li Anyi's heart skipped a beat, and a strong bad premonition spread in his heart. He quickly responded with a smile, "Of course, I have relied on you to support me all these years in the police station."

Director Wu nodded seriously, "I am getting older and will retire in a few years. Sooner or later, this position will be reserved for young people like you."

There was something in his words that struck Li Anyi, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, not missing any of Li Anyi's subtle expressions.

"You are joking. Director Wu is very strong. We want to learn from you for two more years." Li Anyi is very understanding of people and the world, and he guessed that Director Wu must have heard something.

Director Wu laughed a few times and took out a box of beautifully packaged tea leaves from the drawer. "This is the tea I grew at home. Take it and try it."

"This…"

"Don't refuse, it's not something valuable. Just keep it." Director Wu patted the tea box, his smile not reaching his eyes.

Li Anyi reluctantly accepted it and said with a smile: "Okay, then I'll lend it to you."

Director Wu pointed at him and said pointedly: "You are a monkey spirit. This is what I like about you. You are smart, sensible, and know what to do and what not to do."

Li Anyi rubbed the back of his head and smiled shyly, "You even made me shy by your praise."

Director Wu smiled and waved his hand, "Okay, go back, I won't waste your time anymore."

The tea in his hand was a hot potato. Li Anyi had a sad look on his face and couldn't figure out how Director Wu knew about this.

It was really hard to say that he had no intention of investigating this matter.

The one who stepped on the horse must be Rong Mo’s fault!

Li Anyi threw the tea leaves on the table and wiped his face, then cursed and hit Rong Mo.

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered it. Rong Mo was hanging on Xiu Jin and kissing someone. The reason was that more than ten minutes ago, Yang Zhenhai sent a message and woke up Xiu Jin.

Xiu Jin, who was in the susceptible period, was still angry when she woke up. When she woke up, she was like a disturbed beast, exuding a dangerous aura. Rong Mo could only pounce on him and kiss her comfortingly.

Xiu Jin's heavy breathing gradually calmed down, her big hands began to wander behind him, and her eyes changed from violence to lust.

The positions of the two changed, and he was locked under Xiu Jin. The phone beside his pillow kept lighting up.

Xiu Jin glanced at it and threw the phone away.

He resisted Xiu Jin's attack and asked in his mind, "Who called Tuanzi?"

Bai Tuanzi covered his eyes and muttered, "See no evil, hear no evil..."

"Stop listening to the fucking evil and tell me who it is!"

Bai Tuanzi trembled, "Yes, it's...Li Anyi"

Yang Zhenhai was quite fast. Rong Mo closed his eyes in relief and entangled with Xiu Jin.

Two hours later, Xiu Jin finished venting her anger and hugged him quietly and fell asleep...

Rong Moxiang was dripping with sweat and gradually separated from the pleasure. He played with Xiu Jin's soft hair, and his voice was hoarse and sultry after pleasure, "Shall we go take a shower?"

Xiu Jin nodded, obediently stood up and waited for Rong Mo, who led Xiu Jin into the bathroom with tender eyes.

His legs were a little weak. After walking two steps, Rong Mo stumbled and was picked up into someone's arms.

He looked at Xiu Jin's chin and rubbed his exposed chest. He didn't realize it but still remembered to take care of him. What a fool.

Xiu Jin put him in the bathtub and turned on the shower. He trembled because of the cold water. Panic flashed in Xiu Jin's eyes, and he raised his hand to block the water outlet, only to be drenched all over.

He looked at himself covered in water stains and lowered his eyes blankly.

Rong Mo stood up and pulled Xiu Jin over, "Don't worry about it, I won't be cold if you come in."

Xiu Jin's eyes flashed slightly, she stepped into the bathtub with her long legs, stretched out her arms to hug him, blocking the cool water from him.

Rong Mo pursed her lips, raised her eyes to look at Xiu Jin, whose eyes were full of hers, and her nose felt inexplicably sore.

He thought Xiu Jin would be as difficult to coax as he was in heat, but Xiu Jin was surprisingly well-behaved.

Without realizing it, he would still have the habit of taking care of him. Even if his pheromones couldn't calm Xiu Jin's anxious mood, he would suppress himself and force himself to calm down a little bit.

He only realized this when he saw the wound poked by nails on Xiu Jin's palm.

The water splashed on him, and Rong Mo came back to his senses. Xiu Jin lowered his head and washed his body seriously.

He raised his hand and grabbed Xiu Jin's wrist. Xiu Jin looked up at him, as if asking him if he did something wrong?

"Don't move, I'll take care of you as promised." Rong Mo pressed down on Xiu Jin and poured water on Xiu Jin's face.

Xiu Jin closed her eyes obediently and let his hands touch up and down.

The submissive look made Rong Mo feel weak in his heart, he held the person in his arms and kissed him hard.

Xiu Jin opened her eyes and touched the place where he kissed, pursed her lips slightly, and took the initiative to peck his lips.

The forgotten mobile phone on the carpet kept lighting up. Bai Tuanzi glanced at the caller ID. Mung Bean's eyes widened and he flew into the bathroom with his little paws.

"Oh, we still kissed you, your father called!"

Rong Mo patted Xiu Jin on the shoulder and turned away, his head feeling dizzy, "Good boy, let's continue later. Let's go out first."

Xiu Jin was dissatisfied and wanted to come over to continue. Rong Mo pushed his face and said, "You're going to catch a cold if you don't go out."

As soon as the words fell, Xiu Jin was very obedient and stopped moving.

Rong Mo rubbed Xiu Jin's hair with furrowed eyebrows, casually took the bath towel and put it on himself, and gave Xiu Jin another one.

After walking out of the bathroom, he picked up the cell phone on the ground, turned around and made a silent gesture to Xiu Jin before answering the call.

"Where have you been? Your mother said you haven't gone back yet."

Rong Mo told the truth: "My Alpha is in the susceptible period, I'm here to appease him."

Yang Zhenhai was surprised by Rong Mo's honesty, and his expression softened a lot. He didn't care about Rong Mo's private life and started to get straight to the point, "What do you think about dad bribing Director Wu?"

Rong Mo held the phone and mouthed to Bai Tuanzi: "If you change to some food, your points will be deducted directly."

Bai Tuanzi rolled his eyes, you would be more convenient.

He randomly ordered a few items on the Baituanzi menu before replying to Yang Zhenhai, "Father, I don't understand what you mean."

Yang Zhenhai stopped beating around the bush and asked him directly, "Did you do what happened to your brother?"

"..."

Bai Tuanzi shook his head crazily when he heard this, and said no!

"I did it..." Rong Mo admitted generously.

Bai Tuanzi looked hopeless, "How could you agree? Aren't you afraid that your father would beat you up and seize you?"

Rong Mo waved the little bastard away, turned his back and pushed the dish in front of Xiu Jin, signaling for others to eat.

Tong Ya could see everything Yang Fan did. Yang Zhenhai already knew who did it, so there was no need to hide it.

He changed his voice and complained to Yang Zhenhai, "Father, in fact, I don't have any mental illness at all. They framed me and made me stay in the mental hospital for so long."

"All this was designed by Yang Fan and Tong Ya." Rong Mo resembles a child who has been wronged and complained by his parents.

Yang Zhenhai's suspicion that had just risen subsided again, "So you are taking revenge on Fanfan?"

Rong Mo twisted his thigh and burst into tears from the pain. Xiu Jin was eating and heard him take a breath and frowned at him.

He made a silent gesture, and Xiu Jin silently looked at his red legs and stretched out her hands to rub them for him.

After finally squeezing out the tears, Rong Mo almost retracted his tears. He suppressed a smile and finished the trick, "Father, did I do something wrong?"

A rhetorical question blocked Yang Zhenhai's words. He knew best how much Rong Mo had suffered, and it would be abnormal not to hate Yang Fan.

The fact that he can take the initiative to admit it to himself shows that he is still the child who relies on him everywhere.

He sighed and comforted Rong Mo, "This matter...let's end it here. Your revenge has been avenged. Don't cause any more trouble and let others watch."

Rong Mo agreed reluctantly, "I listen to my father."

He took a step back first, and Yang Zhenhai promised some benefits. Rong Mo refused, "Father, I don't need so many extraneous things. I would like to ask you to establish a charity organization in my mother's name."

"Charity?" Yang Zhenhai frowned, "Why do you have such an idea?"

"While I was hospitalized, I saw many people with miserable life experiences. During the four years, I rarely worshiped my mother, so I wanted to do something good to bring blessings to my father and mother..."

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and Yang Zhenhai sighed heavily again, "Okay, it's up to you. Tell Assistant Lin how much you need."

"Thank you father"

After hanging up the phone, Rong Mo raised the corners of his lips towards Bai Tuanzi and said, "It's done~"

Bai Tuanzi was confused, "No...how did you get it back?"

Yang Zhenhai clearly meant to call him to question him, but why did he instigate Rong Mo to rebel with just a few words?

It was confused and looked at Rong Mo's shrewd look with doubt on his face, "You really want to do charity?"

Rong Mo picked up a mouthful of vegetables and stuffed it into his mouth, glanced at the white dumplings, and sneered: "Charity is a good knife for killing people."

Isn’t charity doing good things?

What the hell is a murder knife?

Bai Tuanzi rubbed his little horns, "Why can't I understand what the host is saying?"

Black Bird stood not far away with disgust. Is there any need to guess Rong Mo's brain circuit?In short, it’s okay to not hold it in well.

The next day Rong Mo applied for a start-up capital of 500 million from Assistant Lin.

Yang Zhenhai nodded in agreement after hearing this, and secretly released the news of his involvement in charity in his own name.

Rong Mo was not surprised at all. Calculating the time, the medicine was almost about to take effect.

"You must keep an eye on Zhang Lu and you must not make any mistakes."

"I understand the host greatly! I promise to supervise him and not let him go to the ground for a day to drug your father!"

"Don't say it in such a weird way." Rong Mo was speechless and felt awkward.

It was a rare day of peace in Fu'an, during which Yang Fan gained the most, and his relationship with the young master of the Taylor Group progressed by leaps and bounds.

Thanks to Xiu Jin, Gong Bo'an was too busy to bother with Yang Fan.

There was a crisis in his funds, and problems arose one after another in this project that was guaranteed to make a profit, and all the money invested was wasted.

Especially the one with the best prospects and the most investment actually ran away with the money.