I Kicked Down the Crazy Male Lead and Flirted with the Villain

"Rong Zhaoting's younger brother, Rong Zihao."

Jinhua had no intention of hiding it from her. After all, Yu Xiao was also one of the people who had a close relationship with her. If that crazy guy tried to do something, something would easily happen to her if she was unprepared.

"Are they from the Rong family again?"

Yu Xiao was not familiar with Rong Zihao, but after what happened with Rong Zhaoting last time, she felt that everyone in their family had ideological problems. After hearing this, not only did she not have the slightest doubt, but she also felt that what she thought was indeed right.

As expected of a family, they all have their faults.

"This family is all sick. You offended Rong Zhaoting last time, and I offended Rong Zihao. With our relationship, the two brothers will definitely find an opportunity to take revenge."

After Jinhua finished speaking, Yu Xiao was already immersed in sending messages on her mobile phone.

When she didn't get a response, Jinhua looked over in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"I will first find ten or eight bodyguards to protect us around the clock."

"..."

Although she was speechless, Yu Xiao was just an ordinary person with no power, so Jinhua didn't stop her, "You can just find it for yourself, I don't need it."

"Ah?" Yu Xiao looked at her in surprise, "Aren't you afraid of retaliation? It's safer if you have bodyguards following you."

Not wanting her to continue asking, Jinhua had no choice but to say, "I have already made arrangements."

"..."

This time Yu Xiao was speechless. At this speed... what else could she say?

…

In the afternoon, Jinhua received a call from Lu Mingzhuo: "Those people were all recruited, but they all insisted that they were under Yu Guangdong's instructions. They didn't know Tang Yu at all, and they didn't know anything about him. Rong Zihao."

Lu Mingzhuo had relatives on duty at the police station, so it was easy to inquire about such trivial matters.

Jinhua had already guessed that this would be the result. How could the male protagonist be so easy to deal with because he was so powerful?

"Is Yu Guangdong awake?"

"He has woken up. He confessed and said that he had a personal vendetta against Tang Yu. The police are about to close the case. He will not be able to escape for at least three years in prison."

Hearing this, Jinhua chuckled: "I understand."

Just as he was about to hang up the phone, Lu Mingzhuo suddenly shouted: "Jinhua!"

"What's wrong?" Jinhua paused her fingertips and asked.

"The Rong family is not that easy to shake. Things have already happened, and the Tang family won't go into details. Don't do anything stupid."

Knowing what he was worried about, Jinhua sincerely thanked him.

However, there are some people that she can really get rid of without provoking them.

She also wanted to wait until Jiang Wanyi showed up. When they were together according to the original plot, she might be safe.

However, she and Rong Zihao met half a year in advance, and everything was out of whack.

Can it really wait until the original heroine appears in a few years?

Jinhua knew that person, so naturally she wouldn't leave her life and fortune in the hands of the original heroine who had not yet appeared.

Before she was fully fledged, she had to find a shelter for herself and Jian Huaiyu.

Jinhua made a copy of the video she recorded in the box, logged into her email, expertly entered the recipient's email account, and sent the video.

In order to show her sincerity, she also added some important information.

At that time, what she gave Lu Mingzhuo was only a small edited clip to facilitate their search for Tang Yu's whereabouts.

What was given to the police was a specially edited audio of Rong Zihao, which was not comprehensive.

Because she knew that once the original video was spread, it would probably be hijacked and destroyed by Rong Zihao.

However, this one, without any editing, will appear where it should appear.

The sun sets in the west, dyeing half of the sky red, and the clouds on the horizon cross the golden edge. The gorgeous colors are charming to the eyes.

Jinhua walked out along the path of the campus. Under the ginkgo tree not far from the school gate, Jian Huaiyu was sitting on his cool black Black Warrior motorcycle. His long and slender legs were particularly sexy.

The breeze gently ruffled his forehead, and his handsome face fascinated a large number of girls.

Before Jinhua even approached, two bold girls walked over excitedly and asked Jian Huaiyu for WeChat.

Jian Huaiyu tilted his head slightly, looked at Jinhua, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid my girlfriend will be angry."

Jinhua rolled her eyes speechlessly, and the two girls turned their heads and saw her, and walked away sarcastically.

Jinhua casually threw the bag to Jian Huaiyu, with her hands on her hips, "Did you give it to me before I came just now?"

Jian Huaiyu saw the necklace around her neck, and the smile on her face deepened, and she pulled her to her side, "How could it be so, be good, little angels can't be angry. If you are angry, you won't be immortal."

He has a clear voice, and his voice is even more charming when he is coaxing.

Jinhua was not really angry with him in the first place. She laughed out loud after hearing this and spun around in a circle. The lake blue smoke gauze gradient dress was layered in layers, like a rolling wave.

"How's it going? Do I look good today?"

"Good-looking, Huahua always looks good, like a little fairy."

Jinhua has beautiful eyebrows and pure appearance. Wearing such fairy-like clothes, her whole temperament becomes elegant and refined.

Just like the magnolia flower on the branch, noble, holy, pure and flawless.

Every girl doesn't like to hear others praise her, and Jinhua is the same, especially if the other person is someone she likes, so her happiness will naturally be doubled.

She held Jian Huaiyu's arm affectionately, "Then where should we wait?"

Jian Huaiyu motioned for her to get in the car, and half an hour later, the two arrived at Shengshi Shopping Mall.

Jian Huaiyu took her to a boutique, "My mother likes you, and she will like whatever you give her."

"That can't be done casually."

Jinhua hugged his arm and shook it, "And your mother's love for me is just a normal love for a junior. Isn't she the same for other children in the alley? If I appeared in front of her as your girlfriend, she would definitely be more... Be picky.”

"You think too much."

His mother is only thinking about Jinhua as her daughter-in-law. Last time, she was so anxious that she almost came to ask for her hand in marriage.

Jian Huaiyu raised his hand to rub her head, but Jinhua held her head and avoided it, waiting for him angrily, "Don't move, you'll mess up my hair later."

In the past, her hair was either in a high ponytail or with her hair hanging loose. Jinhua could rub it as he pleased, but it was easy to tidy up anyway.

But today she had her hair braided on the side, fearing that it would make him frizzy.

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, but the fairy's hair cannot be messed up.

Jian Huaiyu laughed helplessly, but Jinhua was already attracted by the silk scarves on the shelf next to her. She raised her hand and picked up a light purple silk scarf embroidered with begonia flowers. She turned to ask him: "Does your mother like silk scarves? Does this look good?"

At first glance, they knew that they were a couple in love, and from the conversation, it was obvious that the girl was going to meet her future mother-in-law. The shopping guide next to her immediately smiled and said: "Beauty, this silk scarf is elegant and elegant, and it is very suitable for gifting to the elders. .”

Jian Huaiyu also said: "My mother doesn't choose."

"Is it because Auntie doesn't pick it or because you don't pay much attention to it?"

Not getting a good suggestion, Jinhua curled her lips and recalled Jian's mother's usual dressing habits.

Because of her poor health, she is relatively thin and has a gentle and graceful temperament.

Jinhua's eyes lit up: "I thought of it..."