Performances in bars are usually at night.
It was already dark when they set off that day.
There are many roads from Jiangcheng to Ancheng, but only the small road is the fastest.
It was bumpy and not easy to travel, the only advantage being speed.
The driver at the time was a seasoned professional, with excellent skills, so Yu Wenli and the others could even play and sing in the car.
Although the tune was intermittent, it was still relaxed and comfortable.
No one expected an accident at the time.
And it happened so fast.
The small road was narrow, only wide enough for one car.
So when the car behind them crashed into them fiercely, there was almost no way to avoid it.
What was even more terrifying was that the car pushed against their car and accelerated desperately.
In almost the blink of an eye, the car's front was caved into a roadside tree.
The driver died on the spot.
Yu Wenli and the others were also badly shaken.
By the time they recovered, those people were already coming with lighters.
If Yu Wenli hadn't reacted quickly and kicked open the glass, they would have been burned to death in the car.
The incident happened too suddenly, and no one had time to ask why, the priority was to escape.
However, due to injuries, their agility was somewhat dulled.
They couldn't match those who were well-prepared, and they all had weapons.
Just as they were struggling in despair, Shang Ziqian arrived with the police.
It was considered to have saved their lives.
But afterwards, it was learned that Yu Wenli's contact information was leaked by him.
Those anti-fans and maggots who couldn't stand others shining immediately followed the clues and learned the whereabouts of Yu Wenli and the others.
They wanted to kill them without anyone noticing.
From then on, Yu Wenli rarely made his contact information public.
Shang Ziqian finally acted like a decent person and stopped selling Yu Wenli's WeChat and phone number everywhere.
"As the saying goes, rarity breeds value. Few people can get Brother Yu's private contact information, so it's inevitable that some people will set their sights on it."
Que You couldn't help but sigh.
"You don't know, in the first few years, their phones were bombarded with harassing calls every day.
"Or, occasionally they would stay at a hotel, and someone would be waiting for you in advance, which was terrifying in the middle of the night.
"Brother Yu also spent a lot of time to achieve the current peace, and he definitely doesn't want it to be broken."
Who knew what those who wanted his contact information were up to.
In this world, there are always more people who wish you ill than wish you well.
Moreover, some psychologically twisted individuals simply cannot stand others being excellent, and they want to extinguish those dazzling stars in the darkness.
They had seen too much over the years, and perhaps because of this, their minds were somewhat different from their peers.
They always felt that human nature was inherently evil, only restrained by morality and law.
Wen Tingxue listened with a pounding heart and swallowed her saliva.
Fortunately, she hadn't given out her contact information.
Otherwise, it would have caused trouble.
Suite upstairs.
After the man in black brought Yu Wenli, he left automatically, closing the door behind him.
The man playing with a skull in the executive chair was Chi Zerui's uncle.
The famous Master Chi of Jiangcheng.
His real name is Chi Ye.
The youngest son of the old Mr. and Mrs. Chi, who doted on him immensely.
Although only ten years older than Chi Zerui, he was born a boss and took over the Chi family's underground industries ten years ago.
He was a respected figure in the Chi family.
However, Chi Ye was wild and loved excitement, rarely staying at home.
Unless there was a major event in the Chi family, he would always be at the racing club.
Chi Ye was China's most famous race car driver, winning the national karting junior championship at the age of twelve.
At nineteen, he swept across Xizhou, becoming the most popular race car driver at the time.
At twenty-five, he won the F1 championship, which was his most glorious year.
In the same year, a parkour competition was held abroad, which Chi Ye participated in and won first place. However, he injured his leg in an accident.
He narrowly missed out.
Even more unfortunately, his leg injury was severe, and his racing career came to an end.
Perhaps it was this unwillingness to accept defeat.
He was determined to have Chi Zerui take his place.
"What's wrong with Ah Rui lately?"
Chi Ye stroked the skull in his hand like petting a cat, a faint puzzlement on his bewitching face.
Contradictory and deadly.
Undoubtedly, the Chi family had good genes.
Anyone you picked at random had a face that could topple cities.
However, Chi Ye, who had been in a high position for many years and had the weight of experience, possessed a charm far greater than that of a greenhorn.
A casual glance could make one fall completely.
However, standing in front of him, Yu Wenli didn't lose much.
At most, his eyes were a little too young, lacking the bone-chilling pressure that Chi Ye possessed when he looked up.
"I don't know."
Yu Wenli replied in a calm voice.
Chi Ye propped his chin, and let out a sound of surprise.
"Even you don't know? That's strange. He's been training less recently, saying he's practicing drums.
"But I bought him a drum set at a high price, and I haven't seen him play it much."
Chi Ye unhappily placed the skull on the table, a shadow of gloom falling over his eyes.
It was intimidating.
Yu Wenli unhurriedly said, "I'll ask him later."
"Okay," Chi Ye had always trusted him.
He reached into a drawer and threw a stack of photos onto the table.
"Is the girl in these photos your 'xin jian'?"
Chi Ye raised his chin playfully, his burgundy suit without anything underneath making him look even more bewitching.
"Mm."
Yu Wenli stepped forward and looked through the photos, answering without hesitation.
Chi Ye placed his hand on the skull beside him and said playfully, "Interesting."
"I hope she's a well-behaved one, otherwise..."
Chi Ye smiled and tapped the skull under his hand, opening his mouth wickedly, "Uncle will help you teach her a lesson. A young girl's skull should be even prettier, shouldn't it?"
Yu Wenli: "..."
"She won't be," Yu Wenli said with certainty.
Chi Ye pouted, adorably, "Not necessarily~"
Yu Wenli looked up, his dark pupils filled with a heavy warning.
"Even if she is, you're not allowed to touch her!"
"Tsk," Chi Ye said disdainfully, "lovestruck."
Yu Wenli: "..."
Forget it.
Why argue with a lunatic who had failed in love?
If they managed to communicate, it would be even more terrifying.
In his twenties, Chi Ye met the love of his life.
She was a small singer who loved to wear green dresses.
Yu Wenli didn't remember the exact details.
He only knew that the little singer eventually abandoned Chi Ye for money.
A mere ten million yuan.
Chi Ye liked it; he would have thrown it into the water just to hear the splash without regret.
However, fearing he might scare the little singer, he deliberately concealed his identity to approach her.
He accompanied her to live in a small, shabby rental apartment.
He planned to reveal his true identity once she fully accepted him.
After all, his business was not exactly legitimate.
Good girls would naturally be repulsed.
Unexpectedly, just as he was about to confess everything, he personally witnessed the girl he cherished.
Engaged in an intimate act with someone else for a mere ten million yuan.
She even said that she was with him entirely because of his looks, otherwise, if he was so poor, how could she possibly like him?
Chi Ye was instantly furious.
Later, that little singer became the... skull in Chi Ye's hand.
"Who took these photos?"
After Yu Wenli had roughly flipped through them, he asked in a deep voice.