Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

Ten o'clock, Golden Bridge.

The whole city is lit up by bustling neon lights, and the bridge is constantly flowing. The passing vehicles and pedestrians make the bridge very lively.

Many young people get together and make wishes to the Pixiu on the bridge, hoping that their studies will go smoothly, their careers will be successful, their families will be healthy, and they will get rich this year.

Liangmu clasped his hands together and made a long list of wishes very devoutly, not forgetting to recite his ID number at the end, for fear that there were too many people making wishes and Pixiu couldn't remember which one he was.

"The promise hasn't been made yet, where's the money?" On the side, a middle-aged man wearing a leather jacket and work pants stared at him with a frown.

A closer look revealed that this middle-aged man was the driver of the moving truck tonight.

Liangmu clicked his tongue, "It's not like I won't give it to you." As he said that, he took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

There was a thousand yuan in cash in the envelope. The driver carefully counted it and put it into the inner pocket of his leather jacket: "Damn it, you arranged for me to drive in circles on that street, and suddenly a woman crossed the car when the light turned green. Crossing the road or running! Do you know how thrilling it is?"

Liangmu blinked innocently: "I know, so I repeatedly told you to remember to brake in front of the zebra crossing when driving. Isn't this one of the conditions of our deal?"

"Honestly, did you deliberately arrange for that person to cross the road?" The driver became more and more frightened as he thought about it: "Fuck, if this kills someone, all the money I have saved in the past half of my life will be lost."

Liangmu patted the driver on the shoulder: "Don't worry, nothing happened anyway, right."

The driver lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth. Although it was a thrilling day, the money came quickly, which was enough for him to make several hard trips.

"Call me next time you have a job."

Liangmu nodded, with a sincere expression: "Definitely."

After the driver left, Liangmu blocked and deleted this person's contact information without saying a word.

Sister Yan ordered that such hired people should try not to contact them twice. The repeated appearance of the same face will arouse suspicion in others.

In fact, when he received the news from Sister Yan two days ago, he was also shocked. Even though he didn't understand why Sister Yan did this, he didn't ask anything.

He just hopes that he can do things well. With the assets of the Qi family, he will definitely not be treated badly. Doing these jobs is far more dignified than serving the rich woman in Youhai Club, and Sister Yan can give money easily.

He hasn't sent the previous surveillance video to Sister Yan yet. Sister Yan said it's been inconvenient for her recently and she doesn't know when she can receive it.

Liangmu glanced at Pixiu on the bridge, bowed again, and murmured: "Everything goes well, everything goes well."

There are many high-rise buildings in Jinghua City, and the bright lights depict the city's myriad features.

Qi Yan stood on the balcony. She opened the window and felt the cool breath of late summer. Autumn was approaching before she knew it.

The stars were bright, set in the night sky like bright diamonds. She raised her head, her eyes filled with starlight, recalling everything that happened today.

During this week, she cooperated with the 'treatment' every day, and every time she ended up crying. After a week of continuous tossing, she almost ran out of tears.

She could sense Qi Yan's repeated setbacks, but she still needed a strong dose.

She knew why she was moved and what kind of person she liked, and so did Qi Yan.

To this day, she still remembers the people who helped her and the friends who risked their lives for her.

Many times she also wonders whether her emotions are too full, unable to completely maintain rationality, and unable to be extremely indifferent, but it is precisely this kind of emotion that helps her in this world.

Qi Yan knows where her weakness lies - when a person devotes himself wholeheartedly to her, she cannot remain indifferent.

So she arranged a car and drove it in circles on her way home. In order to ensure that the car accident happened smoothly, she first pretended to jump out of the car, and then bothered Qi Yan to take her to buy milk tea.

Everything was done to delay the driver from showing up again.

According to the original plan, she would drag Qi Yan to buy flowers when the crosswalk light turned red. He must have wanted her to die, so he would agree to her behavior.

To her surprise, Qi Yan actually proposed a game, which made everything happen more logically.

She chose the specifications of the truck, which looked ferocious yet controllable. The driver was hired by Liangmu and had been told to drive carefully in advance. She just had to rush for the results she had arranged in advance.

There are also many uncontrollable variables, such as how to ensure that no other car cuts out of the way, how to ensure that the driver will brake firmly...there are too many uncertain factors.

But she got to this point because of a gamble. Even if she was hit by another car on the way, as long as she could push away and have the intention to protect Qi Yan, her goal would have been achieved.

It turns out that she won the bet.

Qi Yan looked up at the starry sky, and the man's figure was reflected on the window.

"Does it still hurt?" Qi Yan's eyes fell on her arm.

She looked down at the wound, shook her head, and nodded again.

Qi Yan hugged her from behind, and his tall body instantly enveloped her. He held her in his arms and said in a gentle voice: "Your father will come to pick you up tomorrow. Don't leave."

"Okay." She would not refuse any of his requests.

Qi Yan's heart was in a mess. He couldn't explain what emotions he was feeling right now. In short, he didn't want her to leave.

When the car accident came, her attempt to push him away flashed through his mind over and over again. When he thought of that scene, he unconsciously hugged her tightly.

Give him a chance to make it up to her and make him feel better.

Before going to bed at night, Qi Yan disinfected her wounds again. He was careful with every move, for fear of hurting her.

Qi Yan watched his movements quietly, and only shook her head and nodded when he asked if it hurt.

Qi Yan frowned. If it were in the past, she would definitely say something, whether it was coquettishness or teasing, at least she would not be as silent as she is now.

"Go to sleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, she obediently got into bed, "Don't you need to go to Dr. Lila's place again?"

"No need." Qi Yan turned off the light, lifted the quilt and lay down, avoiding the scratches on her arms and hugging her slender waist.

She nuzzled in his direction, closed her eyes and prepared to sleep.

Qi Yan stroked her cheek and asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Do you hate me?"

"what?"

"I didn't cross the street with you."

She thought about it seriously and said, "Your decision is right. It's good that you can be safe. I've been delirious recently, and I actually hallucinated that you want to race with me."

As she spoke, she laughed: "As I am now, I may become a drag on you. My illness is indeed serious, I realize it."

Every word she said was like a needle piercing his heart.

Qi Yan spoke with difficulty: "It's not your fault."

She smiled softly, with relief, "Actually, you should be very tired when you are with me. You have to take care of my emotions and protect me from accidents, so... I also thought about it."

She left his arms and raised her head. The night light in the room reflected a warm orange color on his eyebrows. Her voice was very soft, as if blown away by the wind.

"Qi Yan, let's get a divorce."