Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

Xu Muzhe was completely awake. He got out of bed in a hurry, but his feet didn't step firmly and he fell hard.

Wen Baichen subconsciously rushed forward and helped Xu Muchhe up.

"Did you fall somewhere? Does it hurt?"

Xu Muchhe held his arm and supported himself to stand firm, "I'm fine."

Wen Baichen nodded. After a while, he realized what he had just done and let go of Xu Muchhe's hand with some annoyance.

"It's okay." Wen Baichen took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his fingers little by little, "Why did you get knocked out? You couldn't have gone to Xie Yiyan's hotel on purpose."

He raised his eyes and showed a sarcastic smile, "After all, you don't look like you will be deceived. You are very smart."

After Xu Muzhe heard this, his face suddenly turned pale.

"I did hurt you when I secretly filmed the video." Xu Muchhe bit his lip, raised his eyes and looked at Wen Baichen, and said in a serious tone, "But I don't regret my behavior. If I could do it all over again, I would only Do it harder."

"What?" Wen Baichen stared at him in disbelief.

"No, I do regret it." Xu Muchhe smiled, his beautiful eyes full of persistence and jealousy.

"I regret that I didn't go too far. I shouldn't have just secretly taken the video. I should have ruined your reputation."

The last thread in Wen Baichen's mind was broken.

The Xu Muzhe in front of him felt strange and scary.

How could he fall in love with such a person.

Despicable and selfish.

Fortunately, he desperately searched for Xu Muzhe's whereabouts and kept lying to himself that Xu Muzhe did not do this.

But besides Xu Muzhe, who else would do this.

The confusion in Wen Baichen's eyes gradually faded away, replaced by disappointment and hatred.

[Warning, the blackening value is +1%. The blackening value of the current target has reached 100%. The host please do not stimulate Wen Baichen to avoid the collapse of the small world. 】

"Xu Muchhe, what have I done to make you hate me so much?"

"Of course I hate you." Xu Muchhe sneered, "For me, your birth was a mistake. I wish you could disappear from this world."

"You..." Wen Baichen had lost interest in talking to Xu Muche. He closed his eyes and put away the pain in his eyes.

"Xu Muchhe, I misjudged you. I thought you would repent, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn."

Wen Baichen still remembered that Mrs. Wen once said that Xu Muchhe made the video to extort money from the Wen family.

In addition, when Xu Muzhe was in college, there were rumors that he made money by falling in love, which shows how greedy Xu Muzhe is for vanity.

When they were together, Xu Muzhe kept swiping his card and insisted on taking him to eat at high-end restaurants.

Maybe being with him was just for the money of their Wen family.

Thinking of this, Wen Baichen became even more disappointed.

"Xu Muchhe, I'm too lazy to pursue the matter of the secretly filmed video." Wen Baichen's eyes were extremely cold, and he no longer had the tenderness of three years ago. "Don't try to mess with Xie Yiyan, he is not someone you can mess with."

Wen Baichen looked around and laughed to himself, "Also, if you have nothing to do, please leave this apartment now. You are no longer qualified to stay here. This is no longer your home."

After Xu Muchhe listened to what he said in silence, he nodded and prepared to leave the bedroom.

When passing by Wen Baichen, he paused in his steps and turned to look at Wen Baichen.

"Don't blame me for what I did to you. You owe me everything."

After saying these words, Xu Muchhe left the apartment, leaving Wen Baichen with a confused look on his face.

When he got downstairs, Xu Muzhe had no money to take a taxi, so he could only choose to walk back to his rental house.

On the way, the system asked Xu Muzhe puzzledly.

[Host, why did you deliberately anger him just now? You are clearing the blackening value, not increasing the blackening value as before. As long as you tell the truth just now, the blackening value will be reduced by more than half. 】

"It will indeed decline, but there is no way to completely empty it. Everyone has selfish motives. If he finds out that he is not the young master of the Wen family, his feelings for me will become complicated, and he will even be afraid of my existence, fearing that I will take away his everything."

After thinking about Xu Muchhe's words, the system seemed to have thought of something, and its voice became louder.

[So you plan to follow your character and even continue to frame Wen Baichen? 】

Xu Muchhe curled his lips slightly, "Yeah, I have to continue to hate him, and then act like my depressed persona, and then let him discover the truth on his own and start feeling guilty towards me."

What he wants is for Wen Baichen to feel sorry for him, not to be afraid of him.

"Only if Wen Baichen voluntarily gives up his identity as the young master of the Wen family, will he truly fall in love with me, and the blackening value will naturally be cleared."

The system nodded confusedly.

[Host, you should take it easy, the blackening value cannot increase any more. 】

"Don't worry, I have my own measure."

*

a week later.

Xie Yiyan was sitting in the back seat of the Maybach. He lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, constantly thinking about what message to send to Wen Baichen.

Ever since they parted ways at the hotel that day, Wen Baichen seemed to be avoiding him on purpose. No matter how many appointments he made, he was always turned away for various reasons.

Xie Yiyan didn't believe that Wen Baichen would be so busy that he didn't even have time to drink coffee together.

Either she was angry with him for making the decision without authorization that day, or Wen Baichen was with Xu Muchhe.

Xie Yiyan almost vomited blood when he thought of Xu Muchhe.

What an idiot.

It's like making wedding clothes for others.

Not sure if it was caused by the obsession in his heart, he turned to look at the car window and suddenly found that in the park in the distance, Xu Muchhe was holding an easel to paint a portrait.

Xie Yiyan immediately became interested and quickly called the driver to stop. After getting off the car, he walked up to Xu Muchhe with an arrogant expression.

"Fifteen yuan a piece." Xie Yiyan said "tsk", "For your level, ten yuan is too much."

Xu Muchhe ignored him and concentrated on finishing the painting for the guest, then handed the painting to him with a smile.

After the guests left, Xie Yiyan sat down on the stool and raised his eyebrows cynically.

"Ten dollars, draw me a picture."

"If you don't bargain, it's only fifteen." Xu Muzhe replied expressionlessly.

"You..." Seeing how determined he was, Xie Yiyan had no choice but to take out his mobile phone from his pocket, scan the QR code and pay the money.

"That's okay." Xie Yiyan smiled, "If the painting is not good, I want a refund."

Xu Muchhe said nothing, picked up the brush and started drawing lines.

"Why are you so miserable?" Xie Yiyan deliberately showed a playful smile, "That's right, you can only secretly take bed photos, you are not worthy of holding a paintbrush."

"I really don't understand how your parents taught you that there are people like you. If I were your parents, I would have no shame to recognize your son."

The paintbrush fell to the ground.

Xie Yiyan looked over doubtfully, "I can't even hold the pen steady..."

Xu Muchhe squatted on the ground, holding his head in pain, and kept muttering, "Don't...don't let me go."