The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 545 Setting 55 The Treacherous Actor (3)

"Yuan Jin, you're an actor, you really think you're some kind of character. I just want to test for Miss Li whether your heart for her is true or not. It's just that you can't stand the test." Cheng Yu turned his face away from the mirror. With the last touch of ink on, the words are extraordinarily sharp.

He has always been calm and cold, looking tired and tired of everything, and rarely has such a gaffe.

For some reason, as long as he was facing young people, his emotions would easily lose control and go to another extreme.

"Mr. Cheng, I know that my status is low and I am not worthy of Miss Li. I only hope that you will keep your promise, clear the Li family of suspicion, and protect her well." The young man lowered his eyebrows and looked at the cage on the ground. The majestic Overlord The costumes were put aside at will, without any care.

At that time, he must have been fascinated by the miserable life experience fabricated by the people in front of him, so he took in the noble young master as a poor student.

Cheng Yu raised his legs and approached the young man, put his hands on his shoulders, and brought his cheek close to his eyebrows. He narrowed his narrow eyes and said, "Yuan Jin, are you asking for help? The Li Family Chamber of Commerce is suspected of collaborating with bandits, but it has not been cleared yet. Suspicion."

"If you want to incriminate yourself, why bother?" The young man met his gaze with neither humility nor arrogance.

A clear sound of slaps suddenly sounded on the ground, and the people outside the house were so shocked that they almost overturned the basin.

"Very good. Yuan Jin, you are really good." Cheng Yu gritted his teeth, turned around and walked out, his palms were all blue and white.

For the first time in 20 years, he got angry because of an actor.It's a pity that the actor doesn't know his emotions.

In a short period of time, he lost his composure twice, and he was really possessed.

Some bold ones stood by the door, leaned forward and looked in, only to see the young man's deserted back.

"Look what, don't go to prepare for the next game." The second class leader scolded the good boy, who walked around the door, sighed and walked out.

Young masters from wealthy families like to torment little people like them when they have nothing to do.

From his point of view, the more Yuan Jin resisted, the more addicted Commander Cheng's son became.Just like a person taming a bird, the more the bird jumps and pecks, the more intensely it wants to fly out of the cage, and the more it arouses the interest of the bird trainer.

But he couldn't say that, and he couldn't say it.

Yuan Jin is a living person, not a bird.

"Uncle Cai."

The second squad leader who was called by his name suddenly stood up and turned to look at the thin young man standing in the shadow.

The young man's eyes were bloodshot, his left cheek had clear palm prints and was faintly swollen, and there was light red blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.Like a lost child, he cast his trusting eyes on the other party and bowed deeply, "Please help me. Help me go see Biyun."

Ercai looked at the young man in silence for a long time, nodded and walked away quickly. Only when he was in a deserted place did he raise his sleeves to wipe away his tears.

Poor thing, that slap on the face must have hurt so much.

The adjutant pretending to be squatting at the gate of Xiyuan saw Cheng Yu from a distance, and greeted him like a dog's leg, "Young master, where are you going?"

Cheng Yu glanced at him angrily, "Didn't you see that I'm not in a good mood? Find some fun for me."

"Have fun?" The adjutant grinned and rubbed his fingers like flies' legs, "I don't have any other skills, but I know a lot about fun."

"That doesn't lead the way." Cheng Yu kicked him on the calf.

The adjutant smiled and was not angry, like a good-tempered Maitreya Buddha, but he couldn't help but speculate in his heart: The young master has been fascinated by this actor since he returned to China, and he will not hesitate to condescend to sing to please him The opponent must have hit the iron plate again today.

If you want him to say, you can't play with the actor's feelings.

If you really like it, tie him up, put him on the bed, give him some medicine, and many things will come to fruition?

It's just that looking at the young master's posture right now, he is somewhat sincere, but he dare not speak nonsense or act recklessly.

(End of this chapter)