False Young Master's Self-Strategy [Rebirth]

Looking back on Wen Qian's life before death is no less than the dog blood theater at eight o'clock.

After nine years of compulsory education, he secretly dropped out of school to work for his grandmother's medical expenses, but in the end, Grandma Ye passed away not long after.

After that, Wen Qian met a noble young master by chance.

That young master was Wen Zining.

There has never been any miracle in Wen Qian's life, he used to think that Wen Zining was the luck bestowed upon him by heaven.In several car accidents, accidents and even robberies, he never thought that Wen Zining was the cause.

Later, someone put the paternity test in front of Wen Qian, and told him all of Wen Zining's conspiracies.

Wen Qian naturally didn't believe it.

That person who sleeps in the same bed every night wants to kill himself all the time?

How could that person with a simple mind and no haze in his smile have such deep thoughts?

The person who broke the news, Jianwen Qian, was still so determined, and he was not too eager. He just showed a mysterious expression, "In two days, you will know."

Within two days, Wen Zining was kidnapped.

Wen Qian, who was working part-time, dropped everything and rushed over. He didn't think about why the kidnapper would call him who didn't even have a five-figure deposit in his hand, nor did he think about where he got his phone number.

Wen Qian went crazy when he heard that Wen Zining was in danger.

When he came back to his senses, he found that someone pushed his back, and he quickly grabbed the shore with his hands.

Bloodstains from five fingers slipped on the concrete floor. Wen Qian looked up and saw that standing in front of him was Wen Zining who was looking down at him.

Wen Qian can't describe what it feels like to be betrayed.

At that moment, a never-before-seen thought emerged in his heart - he wanted to die with Wen Zining.

He was not reconciled that after his death, Wen Zining would walk towards happiness with others.He was also not reconciled to being defeated by Wen Zining's understatement after his death.

Almost instinctively, when Wen Zining raised his right foot to step on his hand, Wen Qian grabbed Wen Zining's ankle and dragged him into the icy river.

Only when Wen Qian regained consciousness in the hospital did he know that Wen Zining was dead.

At this time, Wen's father and Wen's mother already knew about the child's replacement, and they were waiting for him to wake up by the hospital bed.

But after all, they haven't been together for many years, and there is always a vague gap between Wen Qian and his biological parents. When they communicate, it's like a layer of frosted glass, and they can't see clearly.

But it doesn't matter, a person will always have desires, as long as he stands on the commanding heights of all desires, no one will despise him, neglect him or deceive him like this.

In the following time, Wen Qian stood in Wen Zining's perspective countless times, only to be surprised to find that he might do the same thing.

After all, compared with the illusory love and hormones, only the money and power at hand are real.

— But now he has become Wen Zining.

Wen Zining, a freshman at Lange Noble High School who just attended the first semester.

After Wen Qian came back from the hospital, the first thing he did was to find a blank sheet of paper from the room, and densely organized two full pages of the current situation.

Just as he drew the last arrow, the voice of the nanny Zhang Aunt came from outside the room door.

"Young master, it's time for you to take your medicine."

Wen Qian, who should be called Wen Zining now, quickly stuffed the two pages into the book, coughed twice, and replied in a serious manner: "Come in!"

Aunt Zhang is over 50 years old this year. When she saw Wen Zining, she knew what was hiding, but she didn't point it out. She brought the traditional Chinese medicine in front of him with a smile, and then placed two different kinds of medicine on the white bone plate next to it. Candied fruit and a toffee.

"Young master, drink it while it's hot. The doctor said that it's best to drink it while it's hot."

Wen Zining felt a little nauseous when he smelled the Chinese medicine in the bowl.

Wen Qian had tasted this kind of medicine before, although the bitterness was not so bitter, but the instinctive reaction of the body seemed to be engraved in the bones, as soon as he smelled it, some stomach acid surged up.

He took a deep breath, picked up the Chinese medicine and drank it all in one go, then quickly picked up a piece of toffee and stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "You can take it, I'm done."

Aunt Zhang took the medicine bowl away, then reached for the bone plate, but was interrupted by two coughs.

The corner of Wen Zining's mouth twitched, and finally he smiled, "Aunt Zhang, you don't need to take the bone plate away, I will take it away later."

Although the smiling face is very perfunctory from the bottom of the heart, it is very pleasing on the surface.

The small face is fair, the eyebrows are curved, and there is a hint of coquettish flattery, making it difficult to refuse his request.

In the past, although Wen Zining liked sweets, he was not greedy. Aunt Zhang was used to taking everything away after he finished drinking the medicine, but today she wanted to keep two pieces of candied fruit abnormally.

After all, the young master just came out of the hospital, so what if he wants to eat a little snack?

With a doting smile on her face, Aunt Zhang left the room with a tray and a medicine bowl.

As soon as the door closed, Wen Zining's face turned cold.

If the former self, Wen Qian laughed, he would definitely not get such treatment.

Either the person he was facing was angered and beaten by him, or he fled because he was scared by him.

I don't know if it is the current Wen Qian, will he show mercy because of his current face.

Wen Zining thought of this, and shook his head, as if he wanted to get rid of the thought just now.

Then he took out the two pages just now and continued with his unfinished thoughts.

Then Wen Zining realized that he couldn't understand these two pages.

He wrote about Wen Qian's current address and situation, the future direction, and the development of the past life, but he forgot the conclusion completely at the last arrow.

In the beginning, Wen Zining found that he had a bad memory. At first, he attributed it to the fact that he was still sick and his body had not fully recovered.

Now that his body has recovered, he has to face up to the fact that Wen Zining's mind doesn't seem to be as good as his.

Although he knew this before, it seemed to be extremely deadly.

After all, in the future, he is likely to be eliminated by himself.

Wen Zining looked at it over and over for a long time, and after turning the pen countless times between his five fingers, he finally drew a cross on the arrow irritably.

Since he is stupid, there is no need to design it stroke by stroke, anyway, he may be defeated by Wen Qian in the end.

He looked at the fork, and said to himself very seriously, "Sure enough, we should get rid of it once and for all."

Having figured this out, Wen Zining tore the two pages of hard-written drafts to shreds, stuffed the last two candied fruit into his mouth, went downstairs and put the bone disc on the dining table, and then He gathered up the down jacket on his body and went out.

There is no snow in Lange City in winter, but the coldness can penetrate through the bones, which makes people hard to guard against.Especially on rainy days in winter, when the rain falls on the ground, it is easy to accumulate a thin layer of ice.

It stands to reason that Wen Zining should have gotten used to the climate of Lange City a long time ago, but the body of the broken basket he crossed into is too weak, and the cold felt by others can become very cold in his body, even if Wearing a cashmere sweater inside and a thick goose down jacket outside, Wen Zining still always felt the cold wind slipping in from an unknown place in the clothes, wantonly taking away the heat he had finally accumulated.

As soon as he walked to the door, a black Maybach stopped on the side of the road. The driver pushed down the window and poked his head out.

"Master Wen, where are you going? Get in the car and I'll take you there."

The driver, Geng Lin, was Wen's new bodyguard. The previous one was fired after Wen Zining entered the hospital.

Geng Lin just turned up this year, and was selected to the second provincial team before, but later he had to go to an ordinary school because of poor culture.Geng Lin thought for a long time, and finally decided to give up his dream of participating in the Olympic Games to win a gold medal. Instead, he prepared to go to school seriously, and strive to be a civil servant in the future and become a public servant of the people.

It just so happened that Wen Zining's mother, Yiming, noticed Geng Lin when she was helping Wen Zining choose a new bodyguard.

Geng Lin is 1.8 meters tall. Even if he doesn't show his muscles, his big body is still very intimidating.

Wen Zining walked all the way, and Geng Lin followed in his car.Along the way, that mouth never stopped. When he opened his mouth, he paid attention to his body. When he kept his mouth shut, he didn't want to be fired. Wen Zining was annoyed by him, and finally stood where he was, raised his chin slightly and said, "Open the door for me."

Geng Lin showed joy, and hurriedly got out of the car to help him open the rear door, and then spread out a wool blanket to wrap Wen Zining who had just sat firmly, with only a pair of eyes and the red nose tip exposed from the cold.

This attitude towards the porcelain doll made Wen Zining very dissatisfied. He pulled the wool blanket aside and threw it aside, "Gongnong Street, stop at the side of the road when you arrive, and I will go in by myself."

Originally, Geng Lin wanted to ask why he went there, but after thinking about the "Guidelines for Bodyguards" he taught two weeks ago, he silently said "ask less and read more" before starting the car.

Gongnong Street is the poorest place in Lange City.

There is a residential area nearby, but most of them are resettlement houses that have been demolished for many years. The alleys are very narrow, and a slightly wider car has to be driven carefully. There are many small stalls nearby, which leads to the difficulty of driving. There is no way to get in.

There are still five or six days until the Spring Festival, and most of the stall owners have gone back to celebrate the New Year, and the alleys are almost empty.

Just five years later, this place will be re-planned as a beltway, and almost all the residents will have to move out.

The reborn Wen Zining hadn't been here for a long time. Walking on the muddy trail, he felt the sense of reality of returning to the past belatedly.

It's like the layer of frosted glass with this world gradually becomes transparent, and the surroundings become clearer.

The right corner at the end of the alley was originally a shop, but because it was too small and no one cared about it, it was finally rented as a residence.

That was the home he lived in for nearly 20 years in his previous life.

Wen Zining touched the warm metal in his pocket, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door.

Finally, Geng Lin couldn't hold back and stepped forward, and asked in a low voice, "Master Wen, is this family your friend?"

As soon as the words fell, the dilapidated door was pushed open.

The one who opened the door was a young man who seemed to be about the same age as Wen Zining.The skin is slightly dark, the facial features are not very pleasing, and he is wearing a military green cotton coat that is not warm. His eyes are narrow and gloomy, full of vigilance, and his whole body is on alert, like a vicious wolf cub.

He looked at the person in front of him, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

This is what I used to be.

Wen Zining closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tightly grasped the handle of the knife in his pocket.

In the next second, the tip of the knife met Wen Qian's neck.