Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Chapter 389 Am I comparing correctly?

Cheng Ying was driving very seriously today.

Jing realized it later and after chatting with him for a few words, she found that there was a man leaning against the back seat.

Seeing her turn her head, the man sat up straight and nodded politely at her, "Who are you?"

Jing was stunned for a moment.

Didn’t Fatty ever mention her to Cheng Ying?

She stretched out her right hand and said, "Hello, Lin Jingzhi."

"I'm Lin Wei, so I'm from the same family. Do you know Ah Ying?"

Lin Wei gently squeezed her fingertips, then leaned back in the back seat, looking at her leisurely, as if waiting for her to give a more specific answer.

Jingzhi retracted her hand and glanced at Cheng Ying who was driving on the left. What should she say?

"Uh... I'm that... I... Cheng Ying is my savior, I..."

There were many things that were inconvenient to say, and she didn't know how close Cheng Ying was to the seemingly generous Lin Wei, so she slowly lowered her voice, whispered a few words, turned her head back, and sat there without saying anything more.

Lin Wei tapped his knee lightly with his index finger. After staring at Jingzhi for a few seconds, his eyes moved to the front of him.

Cheng Ying basically told him everything that happened before.

As the boss, he didn't even receive any news about the woman living in his house. If Cheng Ying hadn't deliberately concealed it...

Lin Wei's eyes darkened instantly.

After he made it clear that he was leaving, Cheng Ying, whom he used to think was the most loyal person, became estranged from him.

Lin Wei turned the ring on his hand and said casually:

"Aying, we are going to pick up A Ling now. She..."

Cheng Ying tightened his grip on the steering wheel and tapped his index finger twice to indicate his agreement.

There's no way. I can't just kick her out of the car now. There's no village or shop nearby.

No matter how heartless he is, he would never leave a girl here.

Lin Wei looked puzzled.

When did Cheng Ying become so nice to girls other than Yiling?

He is a gangster, Yiling is his girlfriend, and they are under police surveillance. This matter should not be made public.

Cheng Ying actually let this woman know.

Does this mean that their relationship is not simple?

……

No one spoke in the car anymore.

Jingzhi regretted coming over to this car very much. She felt so embarrassed that she wanted to die. She felt like she wanted to flirt with a guy, but was discovered by his parents.

She was looking for the split ends in her hair, then smoothing out the threads on her clothes, making small movements all the time, and it was obvious that she was in a state of uneasy mood.

Cheng Ying glanced at her and sighed secretly.

When Cheng Ying saw the book she took out of her pocket, he opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

"Simple Learning of Sign Language".

Is it a coincidence?

Or does she really want to die on this mute man?

Cheng Ying withdrew his gaze and seemed to be concentrating on driving, but his ears perked up as he listened to her muttering the common sense of learning sign language.

His heart, which had always been calm, suddenly began to beat rapidly. This was the first time someone took the initiative to do something for him for no other reason.

Even when Lin Wei saved him, it was because of his marksmanship.

The muttering sound beside him kept on beeping, and the poor student Lin Wei felt dizzy because of her nagging.

He was sitting with his arms crossed on his chest, wearing sunglasses. He looked cool and awesome, but in fact he had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.

The snoring sound from the back seat gradually increased. Jingzhi stopped reading for a moment, glanced back, and turned back again.

Just sleep.

It's not illegal for her to read a book.

Jingzhi turned a page, pressed it with her left thumb, and gestured in front of her body with her right hand. Cheng Ying had already secretly glanced at it countless times.

After a few glances, his ears turned red.

This woman is really... too straightforward.

Jingzhi read for a long time. While Cheng Ying was waiting for the traffic light, she put the book upside down on her knees and patted his shoulder. "Aying, I learned a sentence. Take a look."

She first pointed at herself, then made a classic Spider-Man gesture, and pointed at Cheng Ying.

"I like you."

"Did I compare correctly?"

Cheng Ying: "..."

He bit the flesh inside his lip, and his eyes silently moved to the left until he looked at the left lane. He turned his head completely towards Jingzhi, and then he secretly exhaled.

Jingzhi narrowed her eyes, raised her palm, and lightly slapped him on the back of the head. He was always avoiding her. He was really a coward.

The wind raised by this palm made the back of Cheng Ying's head and neck feel cold.

He turned his head and stared at Jingzhi dimly, his eyes somewhat displeased.

She raised her chin, hummed softly, and raised the book in her hand to block his view. "I'm studying. The light is green. What are you waiting for?"

Cheng Ying looked forward and it was true.

The light has turned yellow, why didn't she say so earlier?

The accelerator was stepped on hard, and Jingzhi was lucky that she was wearing a seat belt and didn't fly out.

Lin Weike was in a miserable state. He was sleeping soundly when suddenly there was a bang and he fell headfirst onto the back of Cheng Ying's chair.

He covered his forehead and straightened up, but saw two people in front of him, each sitting straighter than the other, both looking straight ahead.

One concentrates on driving, the other concentrates on reading.

It doesn't seem like they were deliberately trying to make trouble for him.

It must be... a coincidence.

……

"Knock knock!"

Lin Wei, who had fallen asleep again, was awakened by two crisp sounds beside his ears.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Cheng Ying and Jingzhi had already gotten out of the car and were standing next to the door where he was.

At this time, Cheng Ying was holding a sniper rifle on the roof of the car, aiming at Zhong Ao who was standing five meters away.

Next to Zhong Ao was Yiling, who was in a dilemma and clenched her hands tightly.

Lin Wei had just woken up and didn't react to what had happened. Afraid that Cheng Ying might kill someone, he quickly got out of the car, grabbed the barrel of the sniper rifle, and gently pressed it down.

"You, calm down and don't point your gun at people all the time."

Seeing the red dot between Zhong Ao's eyebrows disappear, Yiling breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

Lin Wei opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask anything. He just held out his hand to Yiling and said, "A Ling, I'm here to take you home."

Yiling was used to hearing Lin Wei's words, and subconsciously took a step towards him.

Zhong Ao inexplicably didn't want her to leave, so he stretched out his hand to block her way, turned her face, and let Yiling look closely at his lips:

“I’ve read your file, you’re just deaf, but you can still speak a few words and read lips.

What I want to tell you is that he is a murderer. Why are you still following him? Be a witness for me. Xiao Ma cannot die in vain.

And that policewoman An Suer, if he hadn't had a fight with... in the cinema, she wouldn't have been accidentally injured. You saw it with your own eyes.

Are you still going to protect him?"

The more Jingzhi listened, the tighter his brows furrowed.

This Zhong Ao is really too naive.

The fat man told her about Yiling's life story.

When Yiling was eighteen years old, she was tricked out of the countryside by her aunt and sold to a nightclub as a hostess.

She had a bad temper. On her first day at work, when she discovered that it was this kind of industry, she got into a conflict with a customer and even hit a big boss on the head with a wine bottle.

If it weren't for Lin Wei, who was sitting next to her and helped her solve the problem, Yiling, a deaf person, would probably not be able to live well until now.

Even without mentioning how good Lin Wei usually is to Yiling, the life-saving grace alone is not enough to make Yiling a traitor and testify against Lin Wei.

Sure enough, Yi Ling thought for two seconds, then shook her head at Zhong Ao and raised her hand to push his arm away, "I... want to go back."

Zhong Ao was incredulous and murmured softly, "A Ling..."

Yiling didn't hear it, but Lin Wei and others did.

Lin Wei frowned, strode over, put his arm around Yi Ling's shoulders, and said to Zhong Ao:

"I just made a mistake in the pony incident."

"As for that female police officer, you understand. I didn't injure her. You know who the murderer is."

Zhong Ao didn't know what he was thinking about, he lowered his head and fell silent.

Lin Wei sneered, took Yiling in his arms, opened the car door, and sat in the back seat.

Jingzhi looked at the fat man who climbed out of the water, walked over and circled around him, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." The fat man felt a little aggrieved.

He looked around, limping along, unable to find his other shoe. Furious, he kicked the younger brother next to him and yelled, "Get in the car!"

Well, the fat man was kicked into the water by Zhong Ao, and he was very angry at the moment, so she decided not to go and bring bad luck upon herself.

One car is just right for four people.

In front are Cheng Ying and Jingzhi, and behind are Lin Wei and Yiling.

The air in the car seemed to freeze, and everyone was secretly looking at someone present.

Lin Wei lowered his head and looked at Yiling who was leaning on his shoulder. The hand that was originally around her shoulder loosened its strength slightly.

There was no way he wouldn't mind the intimate "A Ling" that Zhong Ao had just said.

Yiling looked at Jingzhi in the front seat. This woman, apart from smiling at her when she got in the car, was either buried in a book or stealing glances at Cheng Ying.

Jingzhi saved her once, and Yiling has a good impression of her.

Jingzhi may not think so.

As soon as he arrived at the village entrance, Cheng Ying saw Zhong Ao and Yi Ling riding a bicycle together, looking very affectionate, so he immediately drew his gun and aimed at Zhong Ao.

If this isn't jealousy of Zhong Ao, then what is it?

She snorted, slammed the book shut, crossed her arms, turned her head to the right, and looked at the pool outside the window.