In the studio, Wei Ran stared at his mobile phone for a while, absent-mindedly returned to his desk and sat down.

Fang Zheng had already contacted one of the painters and was communicating. He sat on the stool and slid towards Wei Ran, "How about you come and tell him how to paint?"

It's easy to make mistakes with just a rough sketch, and Wei Ran's style of painting is even better than his kindergarten class.

"Well..." Wei Ran casually moved to Fang Zheng's computer desk.

On the screen, several sketches that he had hand-painted before had been sent, and the painter on the opposite side had a headache after reading the sketches, as if he was about to cry.

Wei Ran sat down and got up again.

Wei Ran looked at Fangzheng, "Lend me your car."

"What?" Fang Zheng was stunned.

"Car keys." Wei Ran stretched out his hand.

Fang Zheng was inexplicable, but he still took his car key from the drawer beside him and handed it to Wei Ran, "Where are you going in such a heavy rain?"

Wei Ran didn't answer, he took the car keys and ran downstairs quickly to go home.

Chapter 21

It was raining heavily, and there were not many vehicles on the road.

This was convenient for Wei Ran, and he drove the car back to the community almost unimpeded.

He did not park the car in the garage, but parked in a nearby temporary parking space, parked the car, and headed towards the villa at the fastest speed.

The entrance to the villa was empty and no one was seen.

Wei Ran took a deep breath, calmed his pounding heart, and entered the door.

The villa of Lin Shen's house is very large. The three-and-a-half-story villa is surrounded by gardens, swimming pools, and sun rooms. It covers an area of ​​nearly 500 square meters. It is very luxurious in the center of this city.

He didn't know that Lin Shenzhi was the largest shareholder and decision maker of the Lin Group at first, but he knew that Lin Shenzhi was working in the Lin Group, but he only thought that Lin Shenzhi was a young and promising executive.

It was when he was brought to this villa by Lin Shenzhi that he began to feel strange. Can ordinary executives afford to live in such a villa?

Not to mention the garden that is particularly catching insects, Wei Ran has always liked this villa, but at this moment, looking at the compound shrouded in darkness in front of him, he has an inexplicable sense of depression.

Wei Ran opened the door as lightly as possible.

The lights were not turned on in the room, the dark hall was empty, and the dark sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows made the room even darker.

Wei Ran didn't turn on the lights, locked the door in the dark, and changed his shoes.

Thinking about it, he put the soaked shoes in a plastic bag and put them in the shoe cabinet, and changed a pair of spare slippers that were not often worn in the shoe cabinet, leaving the often worn pair at the door.

After doing this, Wei Ran left the entrance and entered the living room.

The living room is very large, and there is an open western kitchen on the right side of the entrance. In front of the kitchen, a white slate bar separates the kitchen and the dining table.

He and Lin Shenzhi don't eat at the table very often, they eat at the bar most of the time, because that way they can sit on the same side.

He is left-handed and Lin Shenzhi is right-handed, but he likes to have Lin Shenzhi sit on his left.

Their hands were always fighting during the meal, but he thought it was interesting, the meal became delicious, and Lin Shenzhi just followed him.

On the right side of the entrance is the TV wall and the sofa. The sofa is exquisite, comfortable and soft. It is the second most time-consuming piece of furniture, second only to the bed.

They often watch movies, chat, snuggle without saying a word, or do something else.

He likes the sofa very much, but Lin Shenzhi can't let it go. A person like Lin Shenzhi, who even wears a suit, is meticulously buttoned to the top, of course, can't let go.

But what he likes is that Lin Shenzhi can't let go of this.

He likes Lin Shenzhi's blushing face, clenching his teeth and trying not to make a sound, so he always changes his methods.

Every time, turning on the TV was Lin Shenzhi's last struggle.

Wei Ran quietly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked out.

Outside the window and in the yard, the rain kept beating on the flowers and plants, making those flowers and plants that had been carefully tended to become messy.

The villa of Lin Shen's House has its own garden, which is very large and full of various green plants and flowers. Even if Wei Ran doesn't like this kind of bug-catching thing, he still has to admit that the garden is beautifully maintained, like a small paradise.

Lin Shenzhi took care of the garden himself with great care. He planted every flower and grass by himself, but since he moved in and knew that he was afraid of insects, Lin Shenzhi rarely went to the yard again.

Wei Ran's fingers brushed lightly on the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were still locked from the inside as before he left, and there was no sign that they had been opened.

Wei Ran turned around and walked towards the second floor.

The dark stairs made people uncomfortable, and when he got to the second floor, Wei Ran realized that he couldn't help holding his breath.

There was no one in the corridor on the second floor, just like when he left in the morning.

There is a study room and a gym on the second floor. Wei Ran went to the gym and study room first, but both rooms were empty.

After checking the gym and study, Wei Ran walked to the bedroom.

After getting close, Wei Ran gently opened the bedroom and looked inside, but there was no one inside.

Wei Ran breathed a sigh of relief and let it out in one breath, and he smiled bitterly because of what he did. Could it be that he was still looking forward to seeing something?

Wei Ran patted his face hard, he thought he must be crazy.

He just thought it was strange that Lin Shenzhi suddenly asked him where he was, so he ran back in the heavy rain without turning on the lights.

The car drove into the community, and Chen Jiyun looked in the rearview mirror.

Lin Shenzhi leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes.

The worm patterns on his face became more and more obvious, as did the worms on his hands, which made his complexion even paler, even a little morbid and weak.

Chen Jiyun couldn't stand it any longer, and was about to say something to break the silence when the phone on his side rang.