Quick Travel: Redeeming the yandere villain Little Poor

Ji Yan waited for a long time, but Isabel hadn't come back yet.

The prison guard had already called her.

The leader of their group of prisoners was Abel.

When Abel read Ji Yan's name, he couldn't help but take another look at the Asian girl.

She doesn't look much different from when she first came here, and she seems to have adapted to life here quite well.

Abel glanced at it and then looked away, and said to all the prisoners, "There will be adults coming to see you later. Behave better. Maybe you will be rewarded and have a good meal."

Abel's reminder was tactful, but for most prisoners, the benefits Abel mentioned were not very attractive to them.

But they still cooperated, and no one wanted to be punished afterwards.

Abel took them to a clean and spacious corridor.

The prisoners were divided into two lines and stood facing each other in two teams.

Ji Yan was standing at the end of the team on one side. She was relatively shorter, and her black hair looked out of place among the many light hair colors.

Abel thought that this girl would probably be chosen. She had a very special temperament and might be able to please the adult.

Everyone had been waiting for a long time. The prisoners were impatient and listless. Most of them were listless and their postures were twisted.

Abel didn't bother to care anymore. He lit a cigarette and smoked silently.

Tobacco is contraband in prison, which is torture for prisoners who are addicted to smoking.

So when Abel was smoking, several smokers nearby greedily absorbed the smell of tobacco in the air, staring directly at Abel with their cloudy eyes.

Abel sneered, admiring the eager expressions of these prisoners from above.

When there was movement in the corridor, Abel stiffened slightly, put away his casual attitude, put out the cigarette in his hand, and scolded the lazy prisoner again.

Once the prison guard's voice became stern, the usually slick prisoner knew the seriousness of the matter and tried to cheer up.

Not long after, Ji Yan heard footsteps, and there was more than one person coming.

Abel stepped forward to greet him, his attitude unprecedentedly respectful.

There was a sense of oppression in the air. No need for the prison guards to remind them, the prisoners automatically settled down and did not dare to make any more noise.

Someone was approaching them.

Remembering Abel's reminder, the prisoners all lowered their heads and their eyes only stayed on the ground.

Abel followed the group, watching the one-sided selection ceremony with interest.

The adult will stay in front of each prisoner for a few seconds. As long as he frowns, it means that he has not been selected. If he does not frown, someone will tie a red rope on the wrist of the selected prisoner, and Abel will also Write down the names of these prisoners.

After it is over, the selected prisoners will undergo a comprehensive cleaning, put on clean clothes, and be sent to the Arthur family's manor.

I don't know how long it took, but a pair of black boots came into Ji Yan's sight. They were made of matte suede and were spotlessly clean. The black trousers were tucked inside, making them look refined and elegant. At the same time, Ji Yan smelled something. A faint scent of roses.

The man stood in front of the prisoner beside her and stayed for a few seconds.

From the corner of her eye, Ji Yan saw someone tying a red rope to the prisoner.

The next second, the other party walked in front of her.

She was slightly startled, her beautiful eyelashes drooping softly. When the man came closer, the fragrance on the tip of her nose became more fragrant.

Ji Yan could only see his lower body. The black cloak covered his body. Half of his slender and beautiful fingers were exposed under the wide cuffs. The finger bones were well-proportioned, the color of cold jade, and a little too pale.

He stopped in front of her.

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do, and her fingers curled up slightly unconsciously.

She wasn't sure if he would choose her, or even if he was the villain she was looking for.

Time seemed to be stretched out, the fragrance of roses in the nose made people feel dizzy, and the vision seemed to gradually become blurred.

The man paused in front of her for a moment, then moved.

The group of people came and left in droves.

No one tied a red string around her wrist, he didn't choose her.

Only Abel could clearly see that the adult stood for a moment in front of the Asian girl he was interested in, and then frowned unexpectedly.

This result was a bit unexpected. In addition to deliberately concealing her appearance, the girl's clothes looked much cleaner and neater than the other sloppy prisoners. She also had a faint fragrance on her body, and she looked like a delicate doll that had been misplaced in the prison.

However...she lost the election.

Ji Yan's eyes were stunned, and she felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart.

After the group left, the prisoners dared to speak.

The prisoners tied with red ropes looked panicked and didn't understand what it meant.

They even protested.

Until Abel said: "Those with red strings in their hands, congratulations on winning the lottery. This is a great thing. You will know about it later."

The prisoners still wanted to ask more questions, but Abel did not explain more and just led them back to their respective cells.

Ji Yan was the last prisoner sent by Abel. When he saw the girl's slightly lost expression, he felt soft and couldn't help but comfort her: "Don't doubt yourself, you are the most special death row prisoner I have ever seen."

Ji Yan was stunned for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Abel.

The young man smiled lightly and said, "You are the death row prisoner who looks the least like a death row prisoner."

Ji Yan was slightly startled, then she bent her eyes and said to Abel for the first time: "Thank you."

"Well... he's still a polite death row prisoner." Abel joked.

Ji Yan pursed her lips and her mood improved slightly.

Even if the villain doesn't choose her, she still has time and can always think of other ways.

She has a God's perspective and knows that the villains all have the same soul, but to the villains in each world, she is a real stranger. What's more, she is still a death row prisoner in this world. It is expected that she was not selected. within.

Her smile made Abel slightly dazzled. Frankly speaking, she was the most lovable Asian he had ever seen. Although her face was gray and her appearance was unclear, he always had a feeling that this Asian girl would be very special. cute.

His colleagues urged him to leave, and Abel finally came to his senses and said goodbye to Ji Yan.

Ji Yan then returned to the prison cell.

She saw Isabel.

The woman sat dejectedly by the bed. After seeing Ji Yan, she lay down again in embarrassment.

"Have you been chosen?" Isabel asked.

Ji Yan shook her head: "No."

Isabel sat up in surprise, "You weren't chosen either?"

"Ah."

Isabel: "..."

The two of them were relatively speechless, and seemed to feel a hint of despair in each other's eyes.

At noon the next day, a prison guard came to see Isabel. Ji Yan thought it would be as inappropriate as that day, but the difference this time was that Isabel was not interested, and the expression on her face was even a little... irritable?

Feeling her gaze, Isabel explained casually: "I seduced that adult yesterday."

Ji Yan was slightly stunned.

Isabel spread her hands again and shrugged: "But I didn't succeed, and I was fined. I have to use the sewing machine for a week."