Quick Wear: Oops, the mission target is crying again

Chapter 1100 Angels Arrive 51

Lingyao did not refuse his invitation.

However, she didn't agree; instead, she asked him if he was busy today.

Zhong Yanchuan raised his eyebrows and took a bite of bread, speaking slowly.

"I have some things to take care of today and may not have time, but I'll be free all day tomorrow."

Lingyao pretended not to know what Zhong Yanchuan was going to do.

"Okay, I'm going out later too, let's go down together."

Zhong Yanchuan glanced at the time on his wristwatch, then nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I'll be leaving around nine o'clock. You can finish your meal and get ready. I'll wait for you."

It's only a little past seven in the morning, there's plenty of time for Lingyao to get ready.

But actually, Lingyao didn't need to pack anything. An hour later, she was wearing a pair of jeans and a shirt that were easy to move in, with a black coat on top, and a woolen belt around her waist.

With his hands in his pockets, he followed Zhong Yanchuan out the door and into the elevator.

Inside the elevator, Zhong Yanchuan glanced at Ling Yao every now and then, as if he was preparing something. Finally, after the elevator had dropped three floors, he spoke.

The hand closest to Lingyao was extended towards her.

"Can we hold hands?"

Lingyao didn't answer, but simply raised her hand and encircled Zhong Yanchuan's slender fingers in her palm.

The electric shock of their fingertips touching made Zhong Yanchuan's lips curl up, and his whole body felt electrified, sparkling with pink hearts.

"I'm so happy," he blurted out involuntarily.

When your emotions are so full they're about to overflow, you can't help but speak them out and let them pour out.

Zhong Yanchuan is in this state right now.

Lingyao looked at the elevator numbers indicating that it was about to reach the second basement level parking lot.

He thought to himself: You're celebrating too soon.

Sure enough, three minutes later, Zhong Yanchuan looked at his once luxurious and beautiful limited edition Bentley, which had now become a pile of scrap metal.

I don't know how they did it, but not only were two tires removed, the windows and the front hazard lights were all smashed.

It looks like it has been through a violent upheaval.

Zhong Yanchuan frowned, wanting to call the community manager to ask what was going on. In such a high-end community, residents generally cannot take the elevator, enter their building, or even enter the parking lot without the owner's consent.

When he called back, the other party said that the surveillance camera was broken last night and could not capture the specific situation.

Zhong Yanchuan looked around and found that only his car had been smashed. Among dozens of cars, it wasn't just his luxury car that had been damaged, but only his.

This means that the other party's actions were definitely not impulsive or driven by emotions; they were deliberately retaliating against him.

And this person was also a resident of the same apartment building as him.

Lingyao listened to Zhong Yanchuan's analysis and nodded repeatedly, her expression serious.

But I was internally about to go crazy.

Yes, not only are they residents of the same apartment building, but they also live right next door, seemingly both far away and right in front of him...

However, Ling Yao put on a convincing act, even agreeing with Zhong Yanchuan's analysis from time to time.

"Yep."

"should be."

Zhong Yanchuan, not knowing Ling Yao, didn't notice anything amiss.

But if it were Zhong Yanchuan, who was in a wheelchair a few years later, he would probably notice something was wrong.

After all, under normal circumstances, if his car were smashed, Lingyao's reaction would definitely not be so calm. At the very least, she would find out the culprit quickly and come knocking on his door.

After all, they've gone so far as to bully him; she certainly won't let them get away with it.

Moreover, it was a Bentley that was smashed, a limited edition Bentley, she definitely wants them to pay for it!

After Lingyao and Zhong Yanchuan finished their analysis, she slowly revealed her purpose.

"Then you can ride in my car later, I'll drive you there."

Zhong Yanchuan didn't want Lingyao to get involved in this matter.

Anyone who gets involved with Zhong Xiaochen will not have a good ending. If Lingyao appears with him at this royal birthday banquet, she will soon be targeted by the royal family and Zhong Xiaochen's enemies.

After all, they had been trying to find the Zhong family's weakness.

However, he doesn't have a car right now, and the agreed time for his hair styling is approaching, so it's unrealistic to have someone drive over to pick him up.

So in the end, Zhong Yanchuan agreed to her suggestion to drive him, but she would only drive him to the stylist's place, and he would contact Uncle Wu on the way to have them drive over to the stylist's place to take him to the banquet.

He told Lingyao that she could go about her business after dropping him off, and that he would be picking her up in a car later.

Before getting out of the car, he turned his head and placed a farewell kiss on Lingyao's cheek.

See you tomorrow, darling.

He speaks English beautifully, and the word "darling" coming from his mouth sounds as sweet as a love confession.

Lingyao waved for him to go inside, but then turned around and drove to a route that was the only way to get to this styling studio.

She even brought people with her, and they waited at the intersection in advance. When they saw Uncle Wu driving by, Lingyao's car cut across the middle of the road, followed by several other cars that also cut across the road.

Uncle Wu leaned out of the half-open car window to shoo them away, but when he saw that they were unmoved, he simply pushed the door open and got out.

Lingyao had been waiting for this moment. After Uncle Wu and the other person who had come with him in the car got out, Lingyao gestured to the people guarding the area.

A group of masked and hooded men surrounded the car and began maneuvering the Rolls-Royce that Uncle Wu had driven.

The technique and speed were professional. How could it not be? Lingyao had specially hired someone who quickly removed all four tires of the luxury car, and even the rearview mirrors were taken off.

After dismantling it, we carried it away.

Lingyao put on her sunglasses and drove off.

So embarrassing...

Passersby stared in disbelief at the scene unfolding before them, wondering if this was some kind of blockbuster movie.

Needless to say, Uncle Wu was in a terrible predicament. He couldn't catch up with the people, and his car had been dismantled. He looked around in a panic, trying to think of a solution, but instead of finding a solution, he discovered an envelope containing pounds sterling, with 100,000 pounds in it.

Did the robbers steal a few tires and also bring money?

what's the situation?

No matter how outrageous the situation was, Uncle Wu still reported what had just happened to Zhong Yanchuan.

"Young Master, I'm contacting a towing company, but they probably won't be able to get here anytime soon. I'll arrange for another car to pick you up, but it might take a little while..."

If it's just about taking Zhong Yanchuan to the banquet, any car will do; even taking a taxi is fine.

The main reason is that this banquet is a trap set for the royal family's birthday. It's easy to imagine that from the moment the Zhong family arrived at the banquet, many cameras would be pointed at them.

If Zhong Yanchuan had taken a taxi or a regular car, he probably wouldn't have had to wait until the next day.