Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Wen Ciye never thought that the person who went wrong in his perfect plan was someone he had never thought of.

He cannot accept his failure!

"Oh, you have no evidence, how can you prove that I'm not?"

Jinchen tilted his head, although he was smiling, his eyes were indifferent.

With the blade pressed against his neck, Wen Ciye was forced to raise his head and look up at Jinchen in the most humiliating posture.

At this moment, the intercom phone in the side hall rang.

Jinchen pressed the call button on the landline with his other hand.

"Second sir, there is a man named Song Bojian who is looking for the young master. Would you like to let him in?"

Just when Wen Ciye was about to call someone, he felt the blade penetrate a little deeper and cut the skin. He turned around and saw Jin Chen's expression that was half-smiling but not smiling.

As if to say that as long as he dares to shout, he will die in the next second.

Jinchen signaled Wen Ciye to speak and let Song Bojian come in.

Wen Ciye swallowed, "Let him in."

"Okay sir."

The phone hangs up.

Wen Ciye suddenly thought of something and laughed out loud, his tone sarcastic.

"You like Song Bojian very much... but do you know that he once climbed into my bed!"

"The person you like now is a rag that I don't want!"

Outside the side hall, Song Bojian was about to knock on the door, but heard the last words clearly.

He was stunned for a few seconds, and then he heard a very short scream coming from the door, and finally it seemed like something was being dragged on the ground.

Song Bojian was worried that something had happened to Jinchen, so she quickly opened the door and entered. Then she was slightly shocked by the scene in front of her, and subconsciously closed the door and locked it.

Wen Ciye was seen with a cut on his neck and blood was flowing uncontrollably. His lips were also cut and divided into four parts. Jin Chen dragged his arm towards the bathroom.

"Jinchen..."

He shouted a little helplessly.

Jinchen stopped moving, and the coldness in his eyes dissipated instantly, "Wait for me, I will come to you after I finish processing."

Song Bojian glanced at the bloody Wen Ciye.

[Villain blackening value detected -30!Total 27! 】

"Don't die, or you will be killed."

Song Bojian whispered.

"I know."

Jinchen responded gently.

The conversation between the two fell into Wen Ciye's ears, and it was no different from chatting with demons.

Wen Ciye, who originally thought Jinchen would restrain himself if Song Bojian saw him, stared wide-eyed and was already numb from the pain.

0731 laughed out loud when he saw Wen Ciye's reaction in the space.

joke!The poor little guy is also the villain of the plot after all!How can I be soft-hearted for a protagonist like you!The two of them focus on being cruel and ruthless!

Jinchen dragged Wen Ciye into the bathroom, closed the door behind his back, turned on the faucet to fill the water, and then found a bottle of alcohol disinfectant and poured it into the sink.

His tone was cold.

"Your mouth is so dirty, so clean it well."

After that, I grabbed his head and pressed it into the sink filled with water.

After the alcohol was mixed with water, it got into the wounds on Wen Ciye's face and eyes, which immediately caused burning pain. He choked on a large mouthful of water while trying to breathe. His eyeballs were protruding and bloodshot, and he struggled violently and whimpered in pain.

Every time Wen Ciye thought he was going to die, Jinchen would pull him up and let him resume breathing. As soon as he relaxed a little, he pushed him back down.

After three such interactions, Wen Ciye had completely given up resisting and just wanted to get over it quickly.

Jinchen finally said: "Climb out and apologize to Brother Bo Jian."

If you are not arrogant, then completely crush your self-esteem.

Do you still like this gift?

Wen Ciye heard Jin Chen laugh.

At this moment, in his heart, Jinchen was an evil ghost seeking his life.

"Don't want to?" Jinchen made another move to push him into the pool.

"……willing."

Wen Ciye was already unconscious, and blood was continuously flowing out of his neck. The cut was not deep enough, and he would not lose his speech ability or even die from it, but it was extremely painful.

He knelt on the ground and opened the bathroom door with trembling arms as Jin Chen said. The moment he saw Song Bojian, he was kicked by Jin Chen and leaned down to kowtow to apologize.

Song Bojian was startled by Wen Ciye, who was so wet that her facial features could barely be seen clearly, and then she felt nauseated.

"Right...sorry...sorry."

Wen Ciye hoarse.

Jinchen stood behind him, the air-conditioning around him dissipated, and he smiled like a spring breeze at Song Bojian.

Song Bojian ignored Wen Ciye and asked.

"Will he die?"

"will not."

Jinchen stepped over Wen Ciye, walked to Song Bojian, put his arm around his shoulders, "He won't die, don't worry, I won't go to jail."

"That's good."

Only then did Song Bojian look back at Wen Ciye and suddenly kicked him.

Wen Ciye, who had no strength left, fell to the ground, dying.

"I do not care anymore."

Song Bojian said something to him.

I don't forgive you, but I don't care either.

"It's so disgusting, I want to leave."

Song Bojian took Jinchen's arm and felt uncomfortable with the smell of blood in the room.

"immediately."

The fingers of Jinchen's other hand hidden under his sleeve formed a hook, and withdrew the entwining silver light. The curse-destroying flower was uprooted and dissipated in the air.

[0731, processing monitoring, neither Brother Bo Jian nor I have been here today. 】

【clear! 】

When passing by the housekeeper and servants, they were still wondering why they had so much respect for the second gentleman during this period, as if they were possessed by him.

Jinchen erased the memories in their bodies and left side by side with Song Bojian.

After getting in the car, Jinchen's cell phone rang immediately.

It's Father Wen's phone number.

He lashed out at Wen Ciye for his bad intentions, and must have hired a hypnotist to hypnotize him before letting him hand the group over to Wen Ciye.

Jinchen hugged Song Bojian while dealing with this cheap father.

"Then if you hold a press conference again and say that you were hypnotized by Wen Ciye, many people will definitely agree with you."

"Really? Is this useful?" Father Wen hesitated.

"Of course, since he has reached this point, there must be many people hypnotized by him."

"Sure! That's what I'll do! Otherwise, if you insist on going to the entertainment industry, I wouldn't be in charge of the group at such an age!"

"Then you still have a long time to look after me. He is in the prime of life. What do you want my mother to think?"

Jinchen laughed.

"You brat! What kind of dirty talk are you talking about to me! I'm dead!"

Song Bojian leaned against Jinchen and couldn't help laughing.

"Why are you talking to uncle like that?"

"He is old and disrespectful."

Jinchen curled his lips, hugged his wife tightly and stole the incense, "Brother Bo Jian should feel sorry for me."

Although the two have not yet had a formal confession ceremony.

But Song Bojian had completely recognized this person, and had become somewhat accustomed to the intimate movements between these lovers. She just blushed slightly and hid in Jinchen's arms.

"I didn't know you were so cruel."

He poked Jinchen's chest, but he wasn't afraid at all, instead his tone was teasing.

"Only be cruel to others."

Jinchen took his hand, lowered his head and kissed his fingertips.