Rebirth of a Village Girl

Asking someone like Liu Bingjie to speak for you is equivalent to discrediting yourself.

Ni Yan is not the kind of person who looks for trouble.

With Liu Bingjie's character, she will have to pay the price for her words and deeds sooner or later. After all, there are many noble people in the circle.

The spokesperson matter needs to be reconsidered.

Secretary Wen nodded. In fact, her first impression of Liu Bingjie was not very good, but she didn't think about it that much.

The boss is the boss, and there is a reason why she is successful.

Secretary Wen looked at Ni Yan with an extra layer of admiration.

Because it is summer, although it is a bit late now, there are still many people in the streets and alleys, and there are various food stalls on the roadside.

"Secretary Wen, do you want to eat stinky tofu?" Ni Yan turned to look at Secretary Wen.

Secretary Wen was stunned for a moment.

Without waiting for Secretary Wen's answer, Ni Yan walked to the stall and said, "Boss, I want two portions of stinky tofu."

"Okay, a total of fifty cents."

Ni Yan handed the boss fifty cents, took the stinky tofu, and handed another to Secretary Wen.

Secretary Wen really didn't expect that Ni Yan would actually eat stinky tofu.

Although stinky tofu is quite delicious... she always felt that Ni Yan's image and temperament did not match the stinky tofu.

"Secretary Wen, are you hungry?" Ni Yan asked after finishing a piece of stinky tofu.

"Not bad." Secretary Wen replied.

Ni Yan continued: "There is a rice noodle stall over there, let's go eat rice noodles."

"Okay." Secretary Wen nodded.

After eating rice noodles, the two returned to the hotel.

Liu Bingjie returned to the mansion with Mr. Du very nervously.

Fortunately, Master Du did not make things difficult for her along the way.

Is it true that Ni Yan is not that important in Mr. Du's heart?

Was she wrong?

Otherwise, why would Mr. Du not go see her off when Ni Yan was leaving Hangzhou?

Thinking of this, Liu Bingjie felt a lot more relaxed.

At this moment, Mr. Du suddenly looked back at her, "You should go back first." There was almost no emotion in the calm voice, and no joy or anger could be heard.

"Okay," Liu Bingjie asked tentatively after saying that, "Then I'll come see you tomorrow?"

Mr. Du twirled his prayer beads and went directly into the mansion without saying a word.

Liu Bingjie looked at Mr. Du's back, somewhat confused about Mr. Du's intentions.

After getting along with him in the afternoon, she felt that Mr. Du had a good impression of her.

So why are you so cold now?

Liu Bingjie frowned.

Maybe it's because Mr. Du is cold by nature?

Liu Bingjie sighed, turned and left.

This way.

When Ni Yan and Secretary Wen went back after eating rice noodles, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

The next day, the two took a taxi to the airport.

The driver is an authentic Hangzhou native, "Comrades, are you going to travel by plane?"

At this time, relying on a letter of introduction has been abolished, and people can still travel quite freely. In addition, Ni Yan looks and dresses more like a local, so the driver naturally regards Ni Yan and Secretary Wen as locals.

Ni Yan smiled and said: "We are going home by plane."

"Go home?" the driver said in surprise: "Comrade, are you not a local?"

"no."

The driver said: "I thought you were from Hangzhou. Why don't you marry us in Hangzhou? I happen to know a progressive young man."

Ni Yan smiled and said: "I am already married."

"Married?" The driver was even more surprised, "Comrade, you don't look too old, do you?"

"I'm twenty-two."

The driver said: "I thought you were only 18 or 19 years old! I really can't tell. The soil and water there must be very good and can support people!"

Ni Yan smiled.

After a while, the car arrived at the airport.

The driver got out of the car, opened the door, and handed the suitcase in the back compartment to Ni Yan, "Comrade, here we are, a total of one yuan and fifty cents."

It was a rainy day in Hangzhou today. Ni Yan handed the money to the driver and then took the luggage.

She was wearing a plain white cheongsam, and the oil-paper umbrella covering her head complemented each other. From a distance, she looked like a thick ink painting.

There was a black car parked in front of the taxi. There was a person sitting in the driver's seat, but because of the special material of the window, the inside could not be seen from the outside.

"Mr. Ni, wait a minute! Let me look in the mirror!" Secretary Wen said.

"Um?"

Secretary Wen said with some embarrassment: "I seemed to have stuffed my teeth when I ate vegetable steamed buns in the morning..."

"Take the photo." Ni Yan turned around lightly.

The secretary looked in the car mirror and started picking his teeth.

Probably because he thought there was no one in the car, the secretary didn't care about his image at all, even his gums were hanging out.

A few seconds later, Secretary Wen walked up to Ni Yan and said, "Okay, Mr. Ni, let's go."

Ni Yan nodded.

The two disappeared into the airport gate together.

After a long time, the door of the black car was opened, and a slender figure poked out from the car, holding a string of blood-red beads between his long snow-white fingers.

A slight drizzle wet his clothes.

He has done many evil things and is not worthy of such a beautiful woman.

So what he has to do now is not to disturb or participate...

It's been a long time.

He just turned around and got into the car.

After a while, the car stopped in front of a tattoo shop.

At this time, the most popular thing tattooed by tattoo shops is the Young and Dangerous logo on Hong Kong Island.

The owner of the tattoo shop was a young man in his thirties. He handed Du Ye a brochure and asked, "What kind of tattoo do you want to get?"

"Just give me a Chinese character tattoo."

"Okay." The boss nodded, "Which character do you want to get tattooed?"

Du Ye said a word lightly.

"Then where do you want the tattoo?"

"Heart to mouth."

"Is this your lover's name?" the boss asked.

Mr. Du said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the boss didn't hesitate to ask more questions. He started to prepare the tattoo tools and said, "Just lie there."

Anesthesia cannot be used for tattoos, but Mr. Du didn't even frown during the whole process.

The boss was secretly surprised. He had seen many people and had tattoos on many people, but this was the first time he had such a patient person.

It can be seen that he loves the owner of this name to the core of his heart.

After arriving in the capital, Ni Yan did not go home, but went to the company with Secretary Wen.

As everyone knows, an emergency news is being broadcast on TV at this time.

A prisoner with a severe sentence in Beijing escaped from prison by taking the opportunity to go to the hospital!

The escaped prisoner was none other than Zhao Jinrong.

Zhao Jingrong went to Jinghua Village immediately after escaping from prison.

Yuan Yuan, who is already two years old, is sitting in front of the house playing in the mud.

Ni Chenggui was washing clothes in the yard.

Zhao Jingrong knew Yuanyuan and also knew that Yuan Yuan was Ni Chenggui's child.

Zhao Jingrong walked around behind Yuan Yuan and slashed Yuan Yuan's neck with a knife. Yuan Yuan's vision went dark and he fainted.

Zhao Jingrong picked up Yuanyuan and walked to the yard.

"Ni Chenggui."

Ni Chenggui was startled by the sudden sound. When he turned around, he saw Zhao Jingrong standing there holding Yuan Yuan.

"You, who are you?"

After staying in prison for such a long time, Zhao Jingrong was in a very vicissitudes of life, unkempt and disheveled, and it was normal for Ni Chenggui not to recognize him for a while.

The more Ni Chenggui looked at him, the more familiar he seemed to be. He squinted his eyes and said, "You, you, are you Zhao Jingrong? Aren't you in jail? Why are you..."

At this moment, Zhao Jingrong suddenly took out a dagger and put it on Yuan Yuan's neck, "Don't scream! Otherwise I will kill her!"

Ni Chenggui tried his best to calm down, "Okay! Okay! I won't scream, I won't scream, don't hurt Yuan Yuan, as long as you don't hurt Yuan Yuan, I will do anything..."

Destiny is her life.

No matter who she loses, she cannot lose her fate.

"Go back to the house first."

"Okay, okay." Ni Chenggui walked toward the house with trembling steps.

Zhao Jingrong followed behind.

The two entered the house, and Zhao Jingrong continued: "Close the door."

Ni Chenggui closed the door as instructed.

As soon as he closed the door, Ni Chenggui plopped down and knelt on the ground, "Miss Zhao, I beg you to raise your hand and let go of Yuanyuan! If you have anything, you can come at me! Please! Please!"

Zhao Jingrong continued: "Don't worry, I'm not here for you and your daughter. As long as you do what I say, I will let your daughter go."

Ni Chenggui couldn't wait to say: "Okay, okay! You say! You say! I will listen to you. Whatever you ask me to do, I will do it!"

"I want Ni Yan to die! I want Ni Yan to be buried with me!" Zhao Jingrong escaped so painstakingly just to have Ni Yan buried with her!

The reason why she has reached this point is all because of Ni Yan!

Ni Yan must pay the price!

"W-what?" Ni Chenggui's face turned pale.