Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Jinchen steadied himself, not realizing how pale his face looked because of the disconnection between his spirit and soul.

“I don’t have a brain tumor.”

It’s a pity that I haven’t shown my wife the heart-shaped brain tumor pattern yet.

Ruan Fu was stunned for a moment, and seeing Jinchen looking so weak as if he would faint at any time, she did not refute.

"……Um."

"Ok?"

Jinchen was more surprised than him, "The reaction is so calm."

I'm ready to coax you not to be angry!

[Detected villain Ruan Fu's heartbeat value +5, cumulative 60! ]

"That's good." Ruan Fu nodded, her expression gentle and smooth, which was totally inconsistent with her personality. She even seemed a little well-behaved.

He suppressed the bitterness and inexplicable heartache rising in his heart, stared at Jinchen with an ambiguous expression, "Tomorrow, you and I will go out together."

"What to do?"

"Physical examination."

Even if it is a terminal illness, he has a way to save the patient.

Jinchen: "..."

So you didn't believe it.

Jinchen simply stopped talking and just cleared the shadow hanging in his mind. The physical examination would naturally reveal it.

On the contrary, Jinchen detected some deeper worries in Ruan Fu's worry just now, and the smile in his eyes was clear.

"You don't want to kill me now?"

Ruan Fu's expression was slightly dim, with strong emotions rolling in her eyes. She clutched the clothes on Jin Chen's back and said, "I hate you."

Before Jinchen could be surprised, he heard the hoarse voice tighten, "...but you can only belong to me."

He didn't want Jinchen to die now, and nothing could take away this life.

Jinchen heard that Ruan Fu seemed to say something before the middle sentence, but it was too faint to be heard clearly.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, lowered his head and kissed her cheek with a smile, easily overturning the heavy colors in Ruan Fu's eyes.

"I love you and you hate me, we are made for each other."

Ruan Fu: “…”

It seemed as if all the awkwardness and inexpressible feelings disappeared at this moment.

Ruan Fu had never met such a person before, so she pushed his shoulder a little slowly without using much strength.

"Why do you... like me?"

After abandoning the murderous intent, in such an environment, it is impossible to say the word "love" calmly.

"Because you are my wife."

Jin Chen said seriously, murmuring hypnotically into Ruan Fu's ear, "You have to like me too."

Ruan Fu closed her eyes silently, her gloom was deeply buried, her cold brows melted away, and when she buried herself in Jin Chen's arms, there was a tenderness that others could not see.

[The villain Ruan Fu's blackening value was detected to be -15, cumulatively 60! ]

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The final revelation of the game rules left for Jinchen was a string of URLs.

However, when Jinchen entered the search, he got a webpage with only a picture of waves, and there was no sign that it had been viewed by anyone.

So Jinchen gave this task to Ling Gungun.

The next day after leaving the game, Ruan Fu received a call.

"Mr. Ruan, Mr. Jinchen wants to use your inheritance fund to buy a property in the name of your late husband."

Ruan Fu: “…What?”

Jinchen, who was studying the web in the room, looked up blankly, "What what what?"

Has fraud been so up-to-date these days?

"When did it happen?" Ruan Fu asked calmly, his unfathomable eyes fixed on the newspaper in his hand.

"Two days ago."

Jinchen gestured with his hands spread out, indicating that he really didn't know.

"Seal the account balance and bring Jin...that person to see me."

"Yes, Mr. Ruan."

Jinchen sat next to Ruan Fu holding a computer, brushed his silver hair, and asked in confusion: "Why do you want to meet the liar? Are you helping the police catch someone?"

"Look at this." Ruan Fu handed the newspaper to Jinchen.

It was the report that the research institute, which was fully controlled by capital, was about to change hands again, and Jinchen had to hold a press conference to clarify the matter.

Jinchen frowned, "Which bastard did this?"

He finally returned the thing to Yun Zaozao and just wanted to wash away the blackened value as soon as possible.

On the next page, there was a picture of myself in a suit and tie.

Jinchen: "..."

【Zero! 】

Ling Gungun, who was searching for the URL in the Star Network, said, "I'll check it out right away... Oh, my boss! Host!"

If Lingdan gets startled, something bad is bound to happen.

Jinchen had some guesses in his mind.

[The protagonist is back! No, this is not right... How could this be? This is a place specially prepared for you. ]

Then I really thank you.

Jinchen put down the newspaper and looked at Ruan Fu, whose eyes were deep, and his low tone seemed meaningful.

"Can you tell the difference?"

Ruan Fu frowned, "I'm not blind."

Although they looked the same, it was clear who he was supposed to kill when the photo appeared in the news.

"so……"

Ruan Fu leaned over, raised her hand and gently stroked Jin Chen's face, and asked without any emotion: "What about you, who are you?"

How can there be the same people in this world?

Only when she asked the question did Ruan Fu truly feel the hidden uneasiness in her heart.

This person suddenly appears, will he leave again?

"I'm Jinchen."

Very confidently, "He is a fake."

After saying that, Jinchen thought of something and continued: "But he was the one who did all the bad things. I know nothing about it."

Ruan Fu only understood half of what he heard, "Then why do you want to atone for your sins?"

"because……"

Jin Chen kissed Ruan Fu's lips mysteriously, "I am the unlucky one."

Ruan Fu licked her lips unconsciously and pushed him away speechlessly, "You are so weird."

Jin Chen thought of another excuse, and held Ruan Fu's wrist tightly and brought her into his arms, saying in a not-so-serious tone, "Because I am real, I cannot let others ruin my reputation and use my identity to do bad things."

"Wife, you have to help me."

Holding onto your wife's thighs is so stress-free.

This is trust gained by being stabbed.