I don't believe it, you lied [Quick Transmigration]

The ringtone of the incoming call echoed in the empty box, He Yang rubbed his eyebrows and ignored it, and hung up automatically after 56 seconds.

But then, a string of unfamiliar numbers popped up on Xia Wenke's cell phone opposite, and he stared at the screen of the phone suspiciously.

"Don't answer."

He Yang spoke suddenly, his voice was chilling, Xia Wenke was taken aback, and with a swipe of his fingertips on the phone screen, the call timer had already started.

"Hello." A gentle and elegant greeting came from the receiver, sounding like a 40-year-old university professor with some academic achievements.

But Xia Wenke shuddered reflexively, and the phone fell on the thick carpet, making a muffled sound.

"Wen Ke, you are finally willing to come back."

The loudspeaker key was accidentally turned on, and the voice with a smile rose from the ground layer by layer, like a ghost crawling out of hell, every word was creepy.

He Yang glanced at Xia Wenke who was curled up in the chair, picked up the phone with a cold face, and turned off the speakerphone.

"Is there something wrong?" He frowned, his voice was indifferent, and he paused for a moment before adding, "Dad."

"You are with Wen Ke."

"Yes."

"Let's take him home for dinner that night."

"..."

"If you don't come back, I can invite him alone."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, He Yang threw the phone back into Xia Wenke's arms, his eyes were cold: "This is what will happen to you for arbitrarily arguing to return to China."

"How could it be..." Xia Wenke panicked, staring straight at the call records on the phone, and muttered to himself, "How could he know my private number."

"It seems that you are really dazzled by your emotions, and you have completely forgotten all the torture you suffered in the past." A trace of sarcasm flashed in He Yang's eyes, he reached out and took Xia Wenke's cell phone away, and said in a deep voice, "Don't look, he is here today." See you later."

"I won't go!" Xia Wenke's expression was agitated, her beautiful peach eyes were full of fear, and she couldn't help trembling when she spoke: "I don't want to go back to that place, Shen Yuan is just a pervert."

"Okay, I'll let someone book a ticket for you right now." He Yang poker-faced, he raised his hand to dial the driver's phone: "As long as you walk far away, his claws won't be able to reach you."

Xia Wenke shook her head crazily, pressed He Yang's hand that dialed the phone, and begged, "I, I don't want to leave. Shen Du, help me one more time..."

He Yang swept away his hand, his eyes were indifferent: "I reached an agreement when I rescued you four years ago, and I will not come back in this life. It was you who violated the agreement first."

"What about Lin Mu?" Xia Wenke's eyes were tinged with madness, and he said desperately, "If you don't care about me, you won't be afraid that Shen Yuan will catch your real weakness."

He Yang froze, his eyes dimmed: "I will protect him."

"Don't lie to yourself, if you can really protect him, you won't even be afraid to look at him in front of the director today."

Xia Wenke gradually regained some confidence, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes: "You and I know Shen Yuan's methods well, as long as he is still alive, Lin Mu will always be on the verge of danger, after all, Jin who has been raised for four years Canary, the weight in your heart will not be light."

"You want me to deal with Shen Yuan?" He Yang sneered, his eyes were unclear: "Did you forget that he is my biological father?"

"You treat him as your own father, does he treat you as your own son?"

He Yang: Come out of the system.

【Yes, what's the matter? 】

He Yang: Does Shen Yuan also have hidden information?

【certainly.After all, everyone in the world has one or two unspeakable concerns, and the system mainly provides information based on the needs of completing tasks. 】

"Come back to Shen's house with me tonight."

He Yang's jaw line was tense, and before leaving the box, he turned his head and glanced at Xia Wenke: "Since you have a reason to stay, you have to listen to me in everything from now on."

Walking to the door of the restaurant, there were two reminders from WeChat one after another.

He Yang unlocked the phone and saw that it was a picture sent by Lin Mu - the black marble cabinet was full of ingredients, carefully selected according to Shen Wang's preferences from left to right.

Brother Shen, I have prepared your favorite dishes, are you going home tonight?

He Yang stared at this message for half a minute after getting in the car, and finally exited the WeChat page.

"He started a new show this morning, why is he at home at this time?" He Yang asked the driver with a frown.

"Mr. Lin injured his leg while filming in the afternoon, but it was not serious. After communication, the director gave him two days off, saying that he could shoot other people's scenes first."

"How did you get hurt?" He Yang asked with a serious face.

"I heard that it was improper operation when hanging Wia. Thanks to the quick response of another actor, no more serious consequences were caused." After the driver explained, he considered his tone and asked, "Mr. Shen, do you want to go back and have a look?"

"No need." He Yang closed his eyes and commanded hoarsely, "Go to the company."

The enterprises run by the Shen family are complicated, and He Yang sorted out the information provided by the system a little, and found that Shen Du now controls less than a quarter of the real power.

He has similar management experience in the original world, and he knows how difficult it is to bring down Shen Yuan. It will take more than ten years to say, what should we do if there are skill points that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve in the mission world in the future? ?

[Don't worry, the character's initial skills are all built into the system, but they must operate at a normal speed. 】

【For example, according to Shen Wang's personal ability, it will take ten years to bring down his father. Even if you do nothing during this period, you can still enjoy the benefits after ten years...】

He Yang: Stop, isn't there a faster way?

【have.Lie points can buy accelerators, but your current points are zero. 】

He Yang: How to earn points?

[The standard for issuing lie points is that the degree of lying you have lied to the target is superimposed successively according to the power index. 】

He Yang: I never lie, you are forcing someone into prostitution.

[Actually, you can wait ten years and continue to do the task, smile jpg.]

He Yang clenched his molars, reopened the WeChat page, and replied to Lin Mu: Yes.

Then he asked the system: What about points?

[Points can only be issued if the lie is established. If you really go back to eat at night, this lie will not be established. 】

He Yang: Come on, click a song and count yourself as ruthless.

【Playing for you, please wait...】

There are too many real estate properties in the prime location of the Shen family, but Shen Yuan's residence is located in a semi-suburban area. He behaves like a scholar who is indifferent to the world. I like the secluded and simple villas.

As the car slowly drove into the black-painted gate, Xia Wenke's restrained emotions suddenly broke down along the way. There is a medical condition called post-traumatic stress syndrome, which is enough to describe his return here again.

"Calm down, Xia Wenke." He Yang pressed his shoulders and said word by word, "It's not ten years ago, you were free long ago."

"...Mmm." Xia Wenke managed to force a smile, and the moles at the end of his eyes came alive again, before getting off the car, he stared at He Yang's side face and whispered: "Actually, I really envy Lin Mu. "

"What?" He Yang closed the car door, and hugged his shoulders with an intimate gesture.

"It's nothing." Xia Wenke raised her chin slightly, blinking her peach blossom eyes: "Let you see the top-notch acting skills of this actor."

The old butler of the villa was waiting at the door to greet them. He was dressed in a smoky brown Tang suit and was on crutches. Since he limped one leg when he was young and was permanently disabled, he still walks with a limp until now.

Even so, when he came in front of the two of them, he still bowed very decently, and said in a thick and powerful old voice, "Master Shen, Master Wen Ke."

The two claims represent completely different meanings.

Shen Huang is obviously the eldest son of Shen, but the old butler treats him politely and alienated, while Xia Wenke, the foster son who was adopted, is respected instead.

"Where's my dad?"

He Yang took Xia Wenke's hand and walked straight to the living room, his eyes never resting on the old housekeeper.

The two of them walked quickly, and the old butler was left behind, but he still calmly replied respectfully: "Master is in the study at the moment."

"Then we'll wait for him here." He Yang pulled Xia Wenke to sit down on the sofa, and when he looked up, he saw the old butler standing motionless at the door, staring unabashedly at the hands they were holding together. owl in the dark.

Without hesitation, He Yang frowned and asked directly: "What else is there?"

The old butler withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and said slowly: "Master told me, after the two young masters come back, go directly to the study to find him."

Xia Wenke's palm tightened, and the feeling of resistance was conveyed to He Yang. He clasped back calmly, and slightly nodded at the old housekeeper: "Got it."

Shen Yuan's study room is on the second floor, and the quaint circular staircase is covered with precious carpets, and every step the two of them take is silent.

There was a plaque hanging at the door of the study, and the strong and powerful handwriting was written by Shen Yuan. He Yang silently recited the phrase "dressed beast", and at the same time raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Come in."

The voice came through the door, and it was not very clear, but Xia Wenke instantly recognized the person behind the door who had brought him ten years of nightmares.

Shen Yuan's appearance hasn't changed much, and the traces of the years can hardly be found on him. The eyes behind the pair of gold-rimmed glasses still have a heart-stopping smile all the time, but at this moment, they are a little more greedy.

"Wen Ke, come here." Shen Yuan beckoned, his expression remained the same as before, as if they had never experienced hurt, struggle, chase, or escape...

Xia Wenke took a deep breath, let go of He Yang's hand, and walked steadily to the desk with calm eyes.

Shen Yuan's smile deepened, and he pulled his arm naturally: "Look, how about my newly acquired "Picture of Tired Birds Returning to Nest"?"

"...I can't read calligraphy and painting." Xia Wenke's body was stiff, her stomach was churning and she wanted to vomit, her face turned pale due to restraint.

"Let me see any famous paintings."

He Yang stepped between the two of them, held the painting scroll and looked down for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Spring goes and autumn comes, birds want to survive, they have learned to build their own nests long ago, this painting can only be used to appreciate the artistic conception."

"Haha..." Shen Yuan lowered his glasses, and the meaning of his smile was unclear. He looked at He Yang with eyes that seemed to see everything. If you are greedy, you may end up empty-handed."

"Master, dinner is ready." The old butler quietly appeared at the door and interrupted the conversation in time.

When passing by, He Yang gave him a deep look, thoughtful.The dinner that followed was normal, and when He Yang took Xia Wenke away, Shen Yuan didn't say anything to persuade them to stay, as if he really just asked them to come back for a meal.

"If you want to vomit, tell the driver to stop." He Yang looked at the colorful neon lights on the street and said expressionlessly.

"No need." Xia Wenke closed her eyes uncomfortably, and leaned against the car window weakly: "I'll be much better if I leave that place."

"Where do you live? I'll ask the driver to take you there."

"Just the hotel in front."

After everything was settled, He Yang looked down at the phone, 23:15.

There is only one unread message on WeChat. 45 minutes ago, Lin Mu: Brother Shen, are you still busy?

He Yang sighed softly: Now my lie is established.

[Yes, points have been issued to your account, do you want to buy an accelerator? 】

He Yang: Wait, the points balance is 10 points?

[Yes, it has been judged that your level of lying is elementary, which is really not worthy of your five-star lying index. 】

He Yang automatically ignored the complaints from the system, and asked directly: How many accelerators can I buy at 10 o'clock?

[One, the acceleration effect is increased by one percent, which is equivalent to about one month after conversion.Congratulations you are nine years and eleven months away from completing your mission. 】

Lin Mu sat at the dining table, constantly refreshing the WeChat page, watching the dishes on the table gradually cool from steaming.

Brother Shen won't eat reheated food, so these can only be thrown into the trash can. After realizing this reality, he finally stood up and fumbled to turn on the warm yellow wall lamp.

The faint light disperses the darkness without making his loss invisible.

Lin Mu limped back to the dining table, and carefully dumped the food into the trash can in the kitchen.

After everything was cleaned up, the notification tone on the mobile phone suddenly sounded. At that moment, his whole heart was suspended. He hurried from the kitchen to the living room. He almost knocked over the chair on the way. When he turned on the phone, he found that it was just a Weibo post.

He couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, but when he glanced at the two juxtaposed names in the Weibo topic from the corner of his eye, his mood sank to the bottom of the valley, and there was a dead silence.

#夏闻柯沉惠Going in and out of the hotel together, the old love rekindled#

Click on the first item in the search box, and a moving picture with a watermark appeared in front of his eyes. Lin Mu's fingertips trembled, and he didn't even dare to zoom in to view it.

At this moment, there was a sound of opening the door, followed by a familiar voice: "Why don't you turn on the light?"

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then--

He Yan accidentally stepped on the monster's head, and inadvertently broke the NPC's hand, which made his teammates tremble when they saw him.

"As a disabled person, please take care of me in the future."

Everyone: Boss, are you serious?

In view of He Yan's various behaviors, everyone guessed that he might be pretending to be blind.

However, in the next second, He Yan bumped straight into a man's arms.

Everyone: Not only is he pretending to be blind, but he is also gay.

Fang Tu was touched by someone for the first time, he stared into He Yan's beautiful but lifeless eyes, and asked in a strange way: "Do you want to form a team with me in the future?"

He Yan raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay."

Later, as we all know——

He Yan had to be led by Fang Tu when he walked, and accompanied by Fang Tu when he crossed the level, only when he was beating someone was very precise.

Fang Tu: "So you are selectively blind?"

He Yan: "Secret, just kiss me and tell you."

Main attack text, He Yan is attack, strong

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