Quick Transmigration: My Dark History

The trip that Blanche planned to visit the ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River had just started, but was forced to stop.

It was her father's most powerful assistant who called her back from the airport: "The boss said, there is something very important that you need to do yourself." The man who was passionately pursued by Blanche in his youth repeated meticulously Henry's words, "The boss also said, if you don't agree, I can tie you back."

In front of the public, Blanche didn't want to be too embarrassed, so he just nodded and agreed to leave the airport with his assistant.

After returning to the hotel where she stayed, she put down the suitcase. Before Blanche could take a sip of water, she saw her father who was looking at the computer and said without looking up: "The things are on the table. At eight o'clock in the evening, you go to 1906 No, find a way to let the people inside eat it."

Blanche looked over at the table.

Beside the glass water glass that was still neatly turned upside down when she left, there was now a small white paper bag.

She walked over, reached for the paper bag, and was about to open it to see what was inside, when her father said again: "If you can't do this, you won't have to go back to China with me in a few days."

"……What's the meaning?"

"Whatever you understand means, that's what it means."

Blanche didn't speak any more, but clenched her fingers.

She has lived a prosperous life by relying on her status as the eldest daughter of the family all these years. No matter where she goes, she is the kind of existence where the stars hold the moon.She was born different from ordinary people, but in recent years she has become a bit big-hearted, and she has done a lot of bad things behind her father's back...

Someone told her father what she did?

Thinking about who would tell the secret, Blanche kept his face calm and said lightly that he understood, and put the paper bag in his small bag.

Eight p.m., 1906.

She read silently, thinking that no matter who the person in No. 1906 might be, now she can only say sorry in advance.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

"It's been almost a day," Xu Sheng frowned, moving his fingers quickly on the keyboard, and said to the person on the other side of the microphone, "It's been so long, and who did it?"

Two days ago, a batch of new goods shipped by the Zhou family from the Americas was seized by unknown forces at the customs. Xu Sheng went to several places and met several people. The other party let go, so he had to ask someone to investigate to see who was so courageous and dared to attack the Zhou family.

A day was about to pass, and the person on the microphone finally gave a clear answer.

"Found it, it was the Luo family who did it, and the boss of the Cambie family who was still staying in the capital also participated."

--really.

Xu Sheng hung up the phone, raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows.

The plot has progressed to the point where Luo Zhen and Henry join forces to deal with Zhou Bo.He calmly thought, then next, he needs to make an appointment with Henry, trying to impress the godfather with the pleasant memories of the two of them working together, so that he can stop and leave China, and no longer meddle in the relationship between the Zhou and Luo families. middle.

And then……

Thinking of the later plot, Xu Sheng unconsciously curled his lips, smiling a little limply.

A Yan must have never imagined that the plot he conceived would require a real person to fight?

Oops, this is really thanks to the adult beauty of the system, I must give it a full score of five stars in the future.

Xu Sheng, who was in a state of mind, coughed pretendingly, turned around and picked up the phone again, dialed Henry's number, made an appointment to meet at night, and then got up to take a shower.

After putting away the water and dripping some essential oil, he spent nearly an hour washing himself carefully, then carefully selected the clothes and accessories, and then did his hair by himself, sprayed on perfume, and looked at the mirror in the mirror. He was so handsome and coquettish that he wanted to fuck him, he nodded in satisfaction, there really isn't a single protagonist in A Yan's novel who is not good looking.

Seeing that it was almost time, he came out of the study and ran into Jiang Yan who came out of the bedroom head-on. His face softened instantly, and his tone was soft and slow: "Godfather, I have an appointment with Henry, so I won't be with you tonight." time to eat."

Jiang Yan seemed to have already thought of the plot that was about to take place soon, and immediately gave him a strange look, turned around and went downstairs without saying anything.

Xu Sheng followed downstairs.

When he went down to the second floor, Jiang Yan habitually glanced at Zhou Yun's bedroom. When he remembered something, he turned around and asked Xu Sheng: "She...you have arranged everything?"

Xu Sheng nodded: "Don't worry, I have arranged everything."

So he looked at Zhou Yun's bedroom again, Jiang Yan withdrew his gaze and continued downstairs.

After arriving in the living room, Xu Sheng told the chef that he would not cook today's dinner, and recited the menu he had prepared for the chef before going out to the hotel he had agreed with Henry.

Watching Xu Sheng leave, Jiang Yan, who was sitting on the sofa, was silent for a moment, and said to the chef, "Let's cook."

The cook said, "Now?"

Jiang Yan: "Yes."

The chef handles the ingredients according to the instructions.

Through the hazy frosted glass, Jiang Yan watched the chef's movement of cutting the shredded meat with the knife on the ground. He remembered the name he heard in the basement before, and some of the actions of the other party in the past two days, and finally shook his head secretly. Shaking his head, he decided to continue following the outline.

Zhou Bo laid out the situation step by step, as his own father, how could he disrupt it?

The father who has figured it out feels that he is really the best father in the world.

……

At [-]:[-] in the evening, Xu Sheng arrived at the hotel and entered the elevator.

Room 1906.

After getting out of the elevator, turn right and pass two numbers.

At 55:1906, Xu Sheng arrived at No. [-] and raised his hand to knock on the door.

The door opened quickly.

Seeing that it was Blanche who opened the door for him, Xu Sheng was not surprised. He just walked in and looked around the room: "Good evening. Is your father still here?"

"Dad has something to do, and he won't be here in an hour." The woman in the bathrobe replied, and then asked, "Juice or coffee?"

"Coffee, thanks."

There was a coffee machine in the room, and Blanche operated it skillfully, and prepared two cups of coffee in a short while.

With her back turned to Xu Sheng, she calmly opened the white paper package and dropped the pills inside into one of the cups of coffee.

The small pills dissolve in water. She shook the cup, added milk and sugar, and handed it to Xu Sheng. She drank the other cup without the medicine.

After taking a few sips, she looked up at Xu Sheng who was sitting on the single sofa.

I haven't seen him for five years. This man is more reserved and restrained than before, and at the same time attracts her attention even more.

Even without the pill her father gave her, she would gladly have a one-night stand with him.

Time passed slowly, and seeing Xu Sheng's forehead began to sweat, his face turned slightly red, and his eyes became more dazed. Blanche knew that this was the effect of the medicine, and the night that belonged to her and him could begin.

She put down her glass, got up and walked to Xu Sheng.

She looked down at him.

Then she discovered that even though he was drugged and his whole body was controlled by lust, his eyes were only in a trance for two seconds before regaining consciousness immediately.

Sobriety and sinking, restraint and release, the two opposites merged into one at this time, the rapid hot breath intertwined with faint panting, which made him look extremely sexy, and it also made Blanche involuntarily lick Licking his lips, he subconsciously wanted to kiss her.

However not.

She can't be in a hurry.

The effect of the medicine has not yet reached its peak, and with the support of physical strength and perseverance, he may leave here at any time.

Thinking of this, she suppressed the idea of ​​sitting on his lap, and immediately brushed the hair that was drooping on her chest inadvertently, tangling her fingertips at the end of the hair, and asked softly: "What's wrong with you, Is there any discomfort?"

Xu Sheng closed his eyes and did not answer.

"What's wrong with you? Sheng," Blanche read his Chinese name, his voice sounded like honey wine, so sweet that it was cloying, "Say it, maybe I can help you."

Xu Sheng took a deep look at her: "Are you giving me medicine?"

She blinked, did not deny it, and agreed very happily: "Yes, I want to have sex with you. I have thought about it for a long time."

Xu Sheng took a breath: "But I don't want to have sex with you."

She said: "I know, so I drugged you. Sheng, don't refuse, feel me well, and I will let you have a good night."

As he spoke, he let go of his tail, moved his fingers down, and landed on the belt.

The belt was dark red, and her tender white fingers rested on it, caressing and pulling it slowly, very hot.

The corners of her eyes and brows are also full of charm, and the hints in her eyes are obvious. She let him go five years ago, and she will never do the same thing today.

Xu Sheng looked at the extremely seductive woman, his eyes darkened, and there was no emotion on his slightly flushed face.

Zhou Bo's face appeared in his mind.

That face is not delicate, nor is it gorgeous, it is as cold as a knife, and even has some wrinkles around the eyes.

Even if the person in Zhou Bo's skin is sitting there and doing nothing, he can still look at it directly.

The woman in front of her, no matter how delicate and beautiful she is, is not that person after all.

"Blanche, that's enough." He spoke again, with the same cold tone as his eyes, "I don't like women—I won't have sex with you."

After finishing speaking, there was a "click" sound of loading, and he raised his pistol and pointed it at the woman in front of him, ready to go.

The woman froze.

She looked at him in disbelief.

After a long time, I slowly asked: "The person you like...is Mr. Zhou?"