Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 819: The 7 Constellations of Professional Stuntmen (32 words)

"hiss--"

Lu Xingyi suddenly let go of Song Yuesheng, pressed the tip of his tongue against his bitten lip, and the taste of blood spread in his mouth.

His eyes were dark, and his fingertips brushed across the corners of his lips, leaving a trace of crimson on his knuckles.

"Not only do you hit me, but you also bite me?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of grievance.

Song Yuesheng's eyes were still dark, but the corners of her lips raised a hint of sneer, her voice as cold as ice: "What's the difference between your behavior and rape? Biting you is the least of my punishment."

As she spoke, she secretly exerted force to try to free herself from the ties that bound her ankles.

The silky fabric pressed into the skin, causing slight pain.

She sneered, and said sarcastically, "I didn't expect that you, Lu Xingyi, appear to be a decent person on the surface, being nice to your fans, but in private you are actually a lunatic who forces others to do things."

Lu Xingyi was stunned.

Her voice was like a bucket of cold water, pouring heavily on his burning nerves.

Only then did he realize what he had done.

He was in the car, pressing her into a corner and forcing her to accept his kiss.

Lu Xingyi's breathing stagnated slightly, his knuckles tensed, and he slowly removed the hand that was covering her eyes.

But even so, he still didn't let her go. Instead, he hugged her even tighter, as if he was afraid that she would disappear in the next second.

"…It's your fault." His voice was hard, as if he was trying to find an excuse for himself, "and I didn't really intend to do anything to you."

If it weren't for her completely unfamiliar attitude, if it weren't for the fact that his skin hunger had gone wild the moment he touched her, clamoring for a deeper touch...

He simply won't lose control.

Ok.

It's her fault.

Song Yuesheng laughed angrily, with a hint of anger in his eyes: "Did I seduce you or what?"

Lu Xingyi stared at her, his eyes dark, and spoke word by word: "It was you who seduced me."

Admittedly, he had ulterior motives when he approached her that night.

He was curious about what secrets this woman who suddenly seemed like a different person was hiding, and why she appeared in the club wearing such a well-behaved skirt, so he asked his best friend to help him get close to her.

It was obviously she who kissed him first.

She clearly agreed to be his girlfriend.

But when he woke up, the little liar turned against him and said that what he said in bed was not credible. He even tied him up in the hotel like a pervert!

After that night, his skin hunger grew worse.

- Physically and mentally reject any woman's touch.

She said that his acting was poor, so he thought she was from the entertainment industry, so he entered the industry himself, and with the power of the Lu family, he searched the entire entertainment industry...

The results of it?

Five years had passed, and he hadn't even found her.

He can hide better than a thousand-year-old turtle and more hidden than a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise!

That's fine.

But she actually... forgot about him? !

Forgot?!

The more Lu Xingyi thought about it, the angrier he got. He pinched her chin with his fingertips, forcing her to look up. Then he bit her lips hard, suppressing his anger in his voice: "It's all your fault, you little liar!"

Song Yuesheng sneered and pushed hard with his knee. Taking advantage of the moment when he let go in pain, he quickly broke free from the tie around his ankle, raised his leg and stepped heavily on his shiny leather shoes, and hit him hard in the abdomen with his elbow.

"Hmm!" Lu Xingyi groaned and subconsciously loosened his strength.

Song Yuesheng took the opportunity to move to the other door, clasped the door handle with his fingertips, and in the last two seconds of the red light countdown, he pushed the door open and got out of the car.

The cold wind rushed into the car, blowing her messy long hair.

Song Yuesheng turned around and said coldly -

"Lu Xingyi, you need treatment if you are ill. I advise you to go to a mental hospital to have your brain checked out."

She has such a good memory, how could I not know that?

If you haven’t seen it, you haven’t seen it.

This must be passed, and then change the target.

Anyway, there is another person in City A who meets the requirements.

The moment the car door closed, Lu Xingyi suddenly leaned forward, his slender fingers already clasped the door handle——

"boom!"

At this moment, the Maybach suddenly accelerated, its tires rolled over the road, and left the slender figure far behind.

"Lao Sun, who told you to drive?! Stop!"

His furious voice exploded in the carriage, and his knuckles slammed into the partition, shaking Old Sun's entire body.

Old Sun's face turned pale, and cold sweat oozed from his palms holding the steering wheel, but he still gritted his teeth and explained:

"Lu, Master Lu... this is a no-parking zone! If you get caught, a fine won't be a big deal, but if the master and his wife find out, I'm afraid even the old lady will have to intervene personally..."

Old Sun swallowed his saliva, his voice getting smaller and smaller, "The master and his wife don't like you to enter the entertainment industry. You can't just..."

"Tsk."

Lu Xingyi loosened his tie, and the silk fabric left deep marks on his palms.

He stared at the figure in the rearview mirror that was getting farther and farther away, until she completely disappeared around the corner of the street, then he withdrew his gaze with a gloomy face.

"Go check the airport surveillance."

His voice was as cold as ice. "Within three days, I want to know the woman's last name, where she lives, who she is related to, and even what her ancestors did for three generations. Dig it out for me."

He doesn't believe it anymore.

Is there anyone who can hide under his nose better than a rabbit digging a hole?

It turns out.

She really can.

Half a month later, in a villa halfway up the mountain.

"Master Lu, we still... haven't found anything." The subordinate lowered his head, his voice becoming weaker and weaker.

"There is no matching face in the household registration system, entry and exit records have been screened, and even the birth records of major hospitals..."

"boom!"

A red apple hit the wall hard, juice splashed everywhere, and a scarlet color exploded on the snow-white wall.

"roll!"

The subordinate tumbled and crawled back to the door, but heard a sneer behind him.

"Wait." Lu Xingyi stood in front of the French window, fingertips against his forehead, his voice terribly hoarse, "Go to Yuncheng to check."

He paused, his eyes dark as night.

"Focus on investigation - five years ago, June 20th, the eighth floor of Yundian Club."

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying with it five years of suppressed anger.

The subordinate was stunned and looked up subconsciously.

five years ago?

June 20th?

Mr. Lu even remembers the date so clearly...then why does he still need to look for identity information?

But he didn't dare to ask, so he could only nod stiffly: "...Yes."

When he turned around, he caught a glimpse of Lu Xingyi's left hand out of the corner of his eye——

The bony hand was tightly grasping a silver earring. The sharp edges pierced deeply into the palm and blood flowed down between the fingers. However, the man seemed to feel no pain and even had a morbid sneer on the corner of his lips.

Little liar.

You'd better not let me find you in this life.

otherwise……

**

For Song Yuesheng, her days have been quite regular recently.

Filming at A University during the day and studying how to take down the new target: Jiang Xu at night.

——To be precise, it seemed more like Jiang Xu was flirting with her.

Although the Jiang family is not as powerful as the Lu family in the business world, they have deep roots in the military and political circles.

Jiang Xu is the youngest of the Jiang family and has just turned eighteen, which is the best age to control.

Song Yuesheng originally had a good plan.

Young, simple-minded, easy to control,

At least he is easier to deal with than his cousins ​​who have been immersed in politics for many years and his uncle who has fought in the army.

But she never expected that the thinking patterns of those who study art are different from those of normal people.

On the first day of filming, she saved Jiang Xu who accidentally entered the set and prevented him from being hit by the fallen prop stand.

Originally it was just a simple favor and she didn't think of it as a means of getting close to her, but after work that day, the boy chased up to her and handed her a note with a phone number written on it in a flamboyant style.

"Sister, here is my contact information." He smiled brightly, "I will definitely repay you if I have the chance in the future."

——Then, her "chance encounter" copy was inexplicably opened.

The cafeteria, the library, the film set, and even the convenience store she often visited...

Jiang Xu always managed to appear accurately within a ten-meter radius of her, like an energetic large dog. When he saw her from afar, he would run towards her with shining eyes.

Song Yuesheng rubbed his temple.

So enthusiastic.

The enthusiasm was so overwhelming that she was a little overwhelmed.

At this moment, she was sitting on a folding chair in the rest area of ​​the set, casually changing the position of her legs.

Maybe... we should change our target?

She tapped her knees with her fingertips and began to seriously consider Jiang Linyuan.

——Jiang Xu’s uncle who is ten years older than him.

A mature man in his thirties, one of the actual leaders of the Jiang family, and still single.

Most importantly, with Jiang Linyuan's experience and skills, he should be able to deal with those three people with ease...

"Substitute in place!"

The director's shout interrupted her thoughts. Song Yuesheng stood up quickly, picked up the prop gun and walked towards the shooting area.

"Action!"

The shooting continued until 6pm.

The setting sun dyed the campus orange-red, and Song Yuesheng walked alone on the tree-lined avenue. Surrounded by students walking in pairs, their laughter and chatter could be heard constantly.

She suddenly felt dazed.

The acting department had a special curriculum, and most of the time she was filming outside the school. Plus, because of Shen Zhirang, she had almost never experienced this kind of ordinary campus life of going out of class with classmates, eating and shopping together.

"Sister is thinking——"

Before he finished speaking, a slight sound suddenly came from behind him.

boom!

Song Yuesheng's pupils suddenly shrank and his body reacted before his brain.

She suddenly grabbed the wrist that was on her shoulder and threw the man to the ground with a clean shoulder throw!

"Ugh!"

A muffled sound sounded.

Only then did Song Yuesheng see the person on the ground clearly.

Jiang Xu was lying on his back, the collar of his basketball uniform was crooked, revealing half of his collarbone.

His eyes were wide open, and the ends of his curly chestnut hair were covered with grass debris, shining with a soft golden light in the setting sun.

The boy's face was filled with disbelief, beads of sweat were oozing from the tip of his nose, and he looked like a large overturned dog.

"Jiang Xu?" She let go of his hand, a little surprised, "Why is it you?"

Jiang Xu jumped up with a somersault, his movements were so agile that he didn't look like someone who had just fallen.

He patted the dusty corner of his clothes, suddenly covered his chest and moved closer, looking at me with wet eyes: "Sister, you are too much..."

His voice was full of grievance: "I just wanted to say hello, but you almost threw me to pieces. Now my whole body hurts, how are you going to compensate me?"

Song Yuesheng raised his eyes.

The young man stood against the light, the ends of his hair were coated with a layer of gold, and even the fine hair on his face was clearly visible.

The way he deliberately bared his teeth and rubbed his arms looked like a puppy begging for a can of food.

"Open the payment code." She took out her phone calmly, "I'll transfer the medical expenses to you."

Since you have decided to get close to Jiang Linyuan, you should not have anything to do with this little curly-haired guy anymore.