Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Just like Meng Xing a moment ago, Wen Rulan did not drink the spiked red wine. Even if Meng Xing deliberately pulled the bolt of the gun, his skull would be penetrated by just tapping the trigger.

Faced with such a threat, Wen Rulan did not drink, but just stared at Meng Xing with her gloomy eyes.

Meng Xing was at his wits end.

He was different from Wen Rulan. After all, he couldn't kill Wen Rulan.

Although he wanted to try the game and see the consequences of failure, he was a dedicated player who had to win when playing games, so he decided not to mess around.

"If you don't want to drink it, just drink it. After all, I don't want to do whatever I want to you." Meng Xing said to himself and poured the glass of drugged red wine directly onto the expensive cashmere carpet. He didn't feel bad at all. He had to pay for it anyway. It was Wen Rulan who came to make amends.

We can't do anything to Wen Rulan, why don't we allow him to gather some wool?

The scarlet wine dyed the white cashmere, as bright as blood.

Wen Rulan's eyes flashed and she said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

"Not very good." Meng Xing replied casually.

As he spoke, he put down the gun that was pressed against Wen Rulan's chin. The gun was heavy and he was a little tired from holding it and a little tired from standing, so Meng Xing sat down again, on the soft big bed.

Although the gun was no longer pointed at him, Wen Rulan did not act rashly. He was still aware of his own strength, and he now had many doubts about Meng Xing. How did this man break free from the handcuffs and take out a gun? of? His subordinates would never fail to search Meng Xing before bringing him over, nor would they allow him to hide anything dangerous.

"Who are you?" There was a hint of inquiry in Wen Rulan's gloomy eyes.

"Meng Xing, who is twenty-five years old, works for Spark Company and is the assistant to Chairman and President Wen Rulan. Although you are probably going to fire me soon, by the way, I signed a three-year contract. Is there any liquidated damages for early dismissal? ?" Meng Xing suddenly remembered this matter when he said this.

Wen Rulan: "..."

The corners of his eyes twitched, and the gloom in his eyes was somewhat dispersed by Meng Xing's words.

He thought Meng Xing was joking, but Meng Xing looked at him seriously, as if waiting for an answer.

"...Yes." Wen Rulan said this word with indescribable complex emotions.

Meng Xing felt relieved, he was really short of money.

One million sounds like a lot, but it can’t be spent at all. A ten-consecutive gift pack of this shady game system costs 6480 star coins, which is ten times more expensive than other card-drawing games on the market. Forget it, one million can only be used to draw more than cards. But after Meng Xing bought it, he discovered that the price of this gift package actually increased with the number of purchases.

Meng Xing saved some living expenses from one million, and then rushed into the game. He drew a total of thirty cards, and among these thirty cards, excluding the useless N cards, there were only seven useful cards.

Among these seven cards, there is also a cartoon puppy pajamas card that belongs to the same series as the R-level cartoon bear pajamas. There are only six cards that can really help to clear the game, namely 5 R cards and The only SR card that Meng Xing has ever drawn by luck.

Tonight, in order to deal with Wen Rulan, Meng Xing used an R-level G723 card and an R-level universal unlocking key card that can crack all electronic locks. The inventory was reduced by one-third. Families that were not already wealthy were even worse off.

Thinking of this, Meng Xing couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Wen Rulan. The hair harvested from this sheep was still used on this sheep. It really went back to where it came from.

Why are you wasting your time?

Meng Xing lost his dream and lay on the big bed like a salted fish.

The comfort of this bed is really unparalleled. After all, it is a high-end product prepared for Wen Rulan. Meng Xing contentedly hugged the quilt and took a sip, feeling the urge to lie down and take a nap, but the sticky feeling on his body made him sit up again.

Meng Xing tugged at his collar. His originally clean suit and shirt were now filled with cold wine, all thanks to Wen Rulan.

He stretched out and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a bath. As for Wen Rulan...

Meng Xing turned his head and glanced at Wen Rulan, who had been standing there. Although he refused to drink the glass of wine, Wen Rulan was generally very aware of current affairs, even though Meng Xing did not point the gun at him again and seemed defenseless. After lying on the bed for a while, he stood motionless, very conscious of being a hostage.

If Wen Rulan is alone, Meng Xing is completely justified and can just put Wen Rulan in the room like this. This guy's single strength value is just like his invisible wealth value. They are two extremes. Low and extremely high.

Even without a firearm, Meng Xing was confident that he could control him with his own skills. But he couldn't handle Wen Rulan's many men. Meng Xing didn't want to see a group of black-clothed bodyguards summoned to rush over and hold him down after he took a shower, so he couldn't let Wen Rulan move freely.

With a "crack" sound, Meng Xing kicked the electronic handcuffs that he had thrown on the ground. He controlled the force just right and kicked Wen Rulan's feet impartially.

Wen Rulan looked down at the handcuffs, then looked up at Meng Xing, and what caught her eye was the dark muzzle of the gun.

Meng Xing raised his gun again, raised his chin, and signaled Wen Rulan to take action.

Wen Rulan's eyes flickered, and the analysis and weighing of the situation flashed rapidly in his mind. He did not hesitate for too long, and finally chose to obediently pick up the handcuffs on the ground. With a "click", the silver handcuffs were cuffed on him. On the white wrist.

Meng Xing put away the gun with satisfaction. He confiscated Wen Rulan's mobile phone, and then pressed Wen Rulan onto the chair where he had just been sitting. At the same time, he warned: "I'm going to take a shower, don't play tricks. The glass is translucent, and if I see you leave this chair, I will..."

Meng Xing flipped the bolt of the gun. Wen Rulan did not show any fear of being intimidated, but simply replied: "I won't leave."

Meng Xing studied his expression and was not sure whether Wen Rulan was telling the truth or a lie. As a scumbag, this guy actually had no credibility in terms of integrity. I wish you a long life with a smile on my face, but I can kill you by turning my head away.

Meng Xing didn't believe Wen Rulan, but as he said, the bathroom glass was frosted and he could see Wen Rulan's shadow.

So Meng Xing walked into the bathroom with confidence. He placed the gun in a place where it could not touch the water, and then began to take off his wet suit. After taking off his coat and unbuttoning his shirt, while he was doing this, he suddenly remembered something.

So, Wen Rulan, who was sitting on a chair and looking at the shadow in the bathroom that was wearing less and less clothes, saw the shadow suddenly run out from behind the glass.

Meng Xing didn't even have time to button up his shirt, and his strong chest muscles were exposed as he ran. He strode up to Wen Rulan, and then in Wen Rulan's confused eyes, he dropped his chair.

"Don't peek." After the instruction, Meng Xing actually went in to take a shower this time.

Wen Rulan changed from facing the bathroom to facing away from the bathroom: "..."

He turned his head and glanced back, and saw a slender figure behind the frosted glass, who seemed to be washing his hair. The outline of the raised muscles on the raised arm was clearly visible through the glass.

Wen Rulan's eyes went down the arms, along the thin but very material waist and abdomen of the other party, and finally settled on the position below the waist and above the calves.

Wen Rulan couldn't help but let out a pityful "tsk". That place was blocked by the pattern on the glass and he couldn't see it.

But it doesn’t mean much if you see it, it’s just a shadow. How can you see it with your own eyes or even feel it with your own hands?

But even so, after staring for a while, the desire that had been suppressed by the sudden change rose again. Wen Rulan licked her dry lips, and her dark eyes became a little darker.

"Meng Xing..." He held these two words in his mouth, like a poisonous snake swallowing its prey.

Although the prey is not in his mouth now, sooner or later...

Sooner or later. Wen Rulan turned his head back and folded his left leg on top of his right leg. He took a deep breath to cover up his reaction.

Five minutes later, Meng Xing walked out of the bathroom in a bathrobe. While wiping his wet short hair with a towel, he observed Wen Rulan.

Wen Rulan sat on the chair very obediently, facing the wall, and did not seem to peek.

Meng Xing made a special trip to Wen Rulan's front and walked around. He saw that Wen Rulan's expression was as usual. She was a little surprised when she saw him, as if she didn't expect him to wash himself so quickly.

"Good performance." Meng Xing rubbed Wen Rulan's head as a reward.

Although the person being rewarded didn't seem to like it very much and even looked ugly, Meng Xing went his own way and rubbed it to his heart's content.

Like most men, Meng Xing lived a rough life. He wiped his hair haphazardly and threw the towel away without caring whether it was wiped clean, then turned around and returned to the bathroom.

After a while, the sound of water sounded again in the bathroom. This time it was not taking a shower, but washing clothes.

Meng Xing placed his shirt that was wet with red wine in the sink and started scrubbing it.

This is not virtuous or housekeeping, this is the helplessness of the poor. Anyone who has some money will go to feed the black-hearted system. This suit issued by the company is the only decent clothes Meng Xing can get. If he doesn't wash it, he won't be able to wear it.

But red wine is not a stain that is easy to wash away, especially when there is no special laundry detergent and only soap is available. Meng Xing rubbed vigorously for a long time, with little effect, and couldn't help but throw the clothes into the sink.

Wait, why did he wash it himself? Meng Xing stared at the clothes soaked in the pool and suddenly woke up.

Every wrong has its owner, and every debt has its owner, and whoever spilled the red wine will wash it away.

Meng Xing immediately ran out of the bathroom and brought in Wen Rulan, who looked confused.

"Mr. Wen, please." Meng Xing put his gun against Wen Rulan's back and pointed at the clothes in the pool with his other hand.

Wen Rulan looked numb, as if she didn't know why she was suddenly dragged here to wash clothes.

But when she felt the gun on her back being pushed forward, Wen Rulan still used her hands that were handcuffed and had limited mobility to grab the clothes and wash them.

Meng Xing watched for a while, a little surprised: "You actually know how to wash?"

He saw that Wen Rulan was still looking around decently while washing clothes. She probably couldn't find the laundry detergent, so he took the same method as Meng Xing and picked up the soap.

Meng Xing thought that the powerful Mr. Wen only knew how to put clothes in the washing machine. I don’t even know how to put the washing machine in. I just know that the clothes will automatically become clean after being handed over to the maid.

Wen Rulan didn't answer, she just slowly applied soap to the wine stains on her clothes, and then rubbed them slightly with her handcuffed hands.

However, although there was no answer, Meng Xing also thought of the answer on his own. In fact, it was not surprising that Wen Rulan knew how to wash clothes. He was not a rich young man who had no fingers in the spring water.

This guy's childhood was actually quite miserable. Meng Xing thought to himself as he looked at the scars on Wen Rulan's arms with rolled-up sleeves that were so light that they were almost invisible.

The Wen family is a family engaged in arms trading. Their assets have been accumulated from generation to generation and have reached a level that is unimaginable for ordinary people.

However, as the biological son of the previous head of the Wen family, Wen Rulan was not qualified to enjoy these wealth.

Because he is an illegitimate son, an illegitimate son with a shady name and an illegitimate son who is not wanted by his own father.

Like most wealthy marriages, Father Wen and Mrs. Wen had no feelings at all. It was just a combination of interests, and they had an eldest son, Wen Hongyan, who was considered outstanding in all aspects.

The couple could pretend to be loving and harmonious outside, but in private, Father Wen's peach blossoms were blooming outside. Unfortunately, one of the peach blossoms bore fruit.

In fact, this should not have happened, because no matter how messy Father Wen was playing outside, he always paid attention to the rules and took safety measures every time. But this accident happened, which shows that it was not an accident.

She was a female star from a humble background. She became popular because of her face and figure, and then she fell in love with Father Wen. Father Wen was willing to spend money until he got tired of it, allowing the female star to experience a luxurious life that she had never seen in the first half of her life.

So, she didn't want to let go. She designed to get herself pregnant in order to seize the Wen family's property so that she would never return to her former poor life.

She is also Wen Rulan's biological mother. But unfortunately, she still underestimated Father Wen's ruthlessness. Father Wen was not the kind of fool who would let his mistress take over the position of his first wife.

After knowing about Wen Rulan's existence, he would give him a monthly alimony. As for the inheritance rights of the family property? Don't even think about it. What's more, he never took the initiative to take a look at Wen Rulan.

The dream of marrying into a rich family was shattered, and the female star was not willing to accept it. Father Wen did not come to see her and her children, so she thought of ways to make her presence felt in front of Father Wen.

Like telling Father Wen that Wen Rulan had a fever and was crying to find her father. Wen Rulan did have a fever, but she did it on purpose. She put such a one-year-old child outside to freeze overnight, didn't she have a fever?

As for crying to find her father, she also forced Wen Rulan to learn how to beat him if he said a wrong word. Wen Rulan learned to read people's faces and speak at a young age. As for what he really thinks?

That's not important, he must listen to his mother and ask his father for money.

Wen Rulan's biological mother was selfish. The so-called connection between mother and child, flesh and blood, was not worth half a cent to her. Wen's father never expected Wen Rulan's birth, and neither did the female star.

What she expected was to give birth to a money tree that could take away the Wen family's property. What kind of feelings did she have towards the money tree? Just shake the money down hard!

Obviously Wen's father gave him a lot of money, but Wen Rulan's life with her biological mother was not as good as that of a beggar on the street. She was short of clothes and had a sallow complexion. Just for the sake of convenience, Wen Rulan did a miserable job for her biological father to give her more money. .

Such days came to a turning point when Wen Rulan was six years old, because he was going to elementary school. After all, the female star was still unwilling to receive only this small amount of money every month, so she deliberately sent Wen Rulan to the private elementary school where the eldest son of the Wen family's wife attended.

Wen Rulan also asked Wen Rulan to call her brother immediately when she saw him. The fact that the Wen family had an illegitimate child was not honorable, and Wen's father would not tell anyone in person, so few people knew about it.

This time a younger brother popped up, which surprised many people in the school. Those who could attend this elementary school were either rich or noble. As soon as the students went home and talked about it, the news spread among the upper class circles.

Mrs. Wen finally couldn't help it anymore. The mistress's intention couldn't be more obvious. She wanted to bring her child into the house and divide her son's property.

wishful thinking! How can such a female star with no background compete with a wealthy lady from a wealthy family like Mrs. Wen? Mrs. Wen used some tricks to make the other party disappear from the world forever.

Father Wen kept looking at this, but he didn't stop her because he also felt that the woman was too greedy. As for Wen Rulan...after all, she had a bloodline with him, and the news of the illegitimate child had already spread. Even for the sake of face, Father Wen couldn't leave Wen Rulan alone.

So Wen Rulan was taken into the Wen family.

He finally stopped being beaten, kicked, starved and cold by his mother at every turn. His situation improved slightly, but only slightly.

The person who beat and scolded him changed, and was replaced by his brother Wen Hongyan, who was of noble blood.

Being called brother by such a low-born bastard made Wen Hongyan lose face in front of his classmates, so he hated Wen Rulan extremely and would beat and scold him if he was slightly unhappy.

Beating and scolding are only mild, and children's malice is pure and terrifying, because they don't know the sense of proportion and consequences like adults. Although Wen Hongyan was only three years older than Wen Rulan, Meng Xing found many of the things he did to Wen Rulan outrageous from an adult perspective.

For example, when Wen Rulan was eight years old, eleven-year-old Wen Hongyan used the black-backed wolfdog raised by his father to chase and bite Wen Rulan. Because he often suffered from hunger and cold when he was with his biological mother, he was a little thinner than his peers. , against such an adult large dog, it is natural that it cannot be beaten, let alone run.

Just when the wolf dog was about to bite his throat, Wen Rulan stretched out her arm to block it, and a servant happened to pass by, which saved his life.

However, a large piece of flesh was still bitten off Wen Rulan's arm. The open wound required more than twenty stitches afterwards. Even in the interstellar era with highly advanced medical technology, such a serious wound could not be completely healed. At the moment, Wen Rulan's arm had That faint scar comes from this.

This was just one of the excessive things Wen Hongyan did to Wen Rulan, and it was just one of the scars on Wen Rulan's body.

Naturally, the Wen family would not be unaware of these things, but Mrs. Wen would not scold her own son for such a bastard, so she would never stop him, nor would Wen's father. Wen Hongyan was his only heir and the only one he recognized. Son, his affection for Wen Rulan is not even comparable to that of his own dog.

After Wen Rulan was almost bitten to death by a dog, no one disciplined Wen Hongyan, and no one even punished the black-backed wolf dog. He is a living person, and his status in the Wen family is worse than that of a dog.

The dog can even have a food bowl under the Wen family's dining table. Wen Rulan doesn't even deserve a dining table. He usually eats with the servants.

In other aspects, Wen's father would inquire about Wen Hongyan's studies and participate in parent-child activities organized by Wen Hongyan's school, but he would never pay any attention to Wen Rulan.

Wen Rulan was used to this. Every day since he was born, all he felt were cold looks and beatings. As for warmth and affection? He has never experienced this kind of thing that only exists in others, so he will not envy or desire these unrealistic things.

He always just suffered in silence, being submissive, never fighting back when hit or scolded, and easier to knead than dough.

He spent his childhood and adolescence being looked down upon and ignored, and he can be called a modern version of Xiaobaicai. Of course, this description can only be used until Wen Rulan is eighteen years old.