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

Mrs. Wen obviously did not expect Wen Baichen to come at this time. She thought Wen Baichen would be in the company, so she came so arrogantly to irritate Xu Muchhe.

She glanced at Wen Baichen in shock, and then when she saw Xu Muchhe's collapse, she regained her complacent expression.

Anyway, she had broken up with Wen Baichen and was not afraid of exposing her behavior.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Mrs. Wen did not even blame Wen Baichen for his unfilial behavior, but stood up slowly on her own.

She walked up to Wen Baichen and said with a beaming face, "Look, this is what will happen if you go against me. Whether it's you or him, I won't let it go."

"You are really stubborn. What benefits can hurting others bring you? Why do you have to go to this point?"

Mrs. Wen has already lost her mind. For her, she just wants to make everyone feel uncomfortable regardless of the consequences.

"It was you who caused me to lose everything, and you still dare to ask me why I did this?" Mrs. Wen smiled coldly, "It's just begun now."

She turned to look at Xu Muzhe on the hospital bed, with a contemptuous smile in her eyes, "However, I don't know if he can hold it. I think he can hardly bear it anymore."

The redness in Wen Baichen's eyes became more and more obvious. He had completely lost patience with the mother who had raised him for more than 20 years, and at this moment, he still felt disgust from the bottom of his heart.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his whole body exuded an aura of overwhelming violence.

It was the first time that Mrs. Wen saw Wen Baichen like this, and she swallowed unconsciously, with fear in her eyes.

"What...what? Do you still want to beat your mother? You pushed me just now. That was already treason."

"I won't hit you, because there is no need." There was no trace of warmth in Wen Baichen's noble face, and there was a sinister look in his eyes when he looked at Mrs. Wen.

"What you said today made me suddenly feel that there was something strange about my father's death. Although I was still very young and didn't have a very deep impression, but it doesn't matter. I will let people investigate the cause of my father's death."

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Mrs. Wen's expression suddenly changed, and she lost her confidence when she spoke, "You... why are you investigating this?"

Wen Baichen saw the panic on her face, which further confirmed his suspicion.

There is indeed something wrong with Father Wen's death.

"Since we want to investigate, first I have to investigate the servants you dismissed in the past." Wen Baichen's smile deepened, "I think the truth will come to light soon."

Mrs. Wen's eyes suddenly widened, and her expression became ferocious.

"Impossible, his death has nothing to do with me, you can't find out..." Mrs. Wen's words became incoherent.

How could she have the intention to bully Xu Muchhe at the moment? After being intimidated by Wen Baichen, she no longer had the graceful and luxurious posture of the past. She murmured a few words to herself like a mad woman and ran away.

Xu Muzhe was sitting on the hospital bed, holding his head and pretending to collapse. In fact, he was eating melon and watching the show the whole time.

When the old woman finally left, he immediately remembered his mission and his body began to tremble again.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... Please don't push me anymore, I know I was wrong."

Xu Muchhe's broken words attracted Wen Baichen's attention again.

His heart throbbed, and he turned his eyes and looked over, and saw Xu Muchhe, who was holding him with his head down.

So desperate and fragile.

Wen Baichen's eye circles suddenly turned red. He got on the bed in a hurry and panic, stretched out his arms and hugged Xu Muchhe tightly.

"Don't be afraid, I have driven her away and no one will come to hurt you."

Wen Baichen turned his head and kissed the side of Xu Muchhe's face, and said in a very gentle tone, "It was my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone in the hospital. I promise you, I will never do this again."

No matter how much Wen Baichen coaxed Xu Muchhe, the other party's body was still trembling and he apologized intermittently.

When Wen Baichen saw his appearance, his heart hurt violently, as if his heart had been torn apart.

"Azhe, I'm sorry, everything is my fault." Wen Baichen helplessly buried his head into Xu Muchhe's shoulder, "I didn't expect that my existence would make you so painful. If I didn't know these truths, I'm afraid I would still be at peace with myself. Enjoy happiness that does not belong to you."

Wen Baichen's hot tears fell on Xu Muchhe's neck, his voice was fragile and guilty, "How dare I, how dare..."

Without him, Xu Muchhe would not have suffered the tragedy of having his life changed. Even if he could not get Mrs. Wen's love, he would at least be able to grow up under his grandfather's love.

With his grandfather here, Xu Muchhe would not suffer from depression or want to commit suicide.

Wen Baichen felt that he deserved to die. It didn't matter if the video was leaked. What Xu Muchhe had experienced was much more painful than him.

But like a coward, he didn't investigate the truth, just left the mess behind and ran abroad alone.

Why should he like Xu Muchhe when he is so bad?

Why should he ask Xu Muchhe to like him?

Wen Baichen squeezed Xu Muchhe's arm and couldn't help crying.

Obviously he wanted to comfort Xu Muzhe, but he cried in more pain and despair than Xu Muzhe.

Xu Muchhe was stunned for a moment and stopped acting like he was suffering from depression. He gently patted Wen Baichen on the back, trying to coax Wen Baichen.

"Stop crying, at worst I won't make trouble with you."

Xu Muchhe's voice was very quiet, and I don't know if Wen Baichen heard it.

But his pat on the back made Wen Baichen feel much better.

[The blackening value is -3%, and the current target’s blackening value is only 17%]

"Azhe, I love you so much."

"But I really don't know what to do."

"sorry."

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Xu Muchhe lay in the hospital for a week.

In order to take care of him, Wen Baichen chose to work in the hospital and would stay in the hospital to sleep at night.

Xie Yiyan also came to see him every day, but every time he saw Wen Baichen, a gloomy look would appear on his handsome face.

But he didn't say anything. Instead, he chose to ignore Wen Baichen and only spoke to Xu Muchhe.

During this period, Dr. Chen will also come over to chat with Xu Muchhe.

Seeing that the blackening value has almost dropped, Xu Muchhe doesn't want to continue tormenting Wen Baichen, so he chats with the psychiatrist cooperatively every day.

But because he couldn't lose his personality too much, he often pretended to be in a daze with a melancholy look on his face. But he will also control his depression little by little, letting everyone see that his condition is improving.

Mrs. Wen never came again after that day.

Xu Muzhe inquired about the system and said that the witness who witnessed her poisoning Wen's father had been found and the judicial authorities had begun to intervene. Mrs. Wen was now busy hiding and had no time to care about them.

Soon, Xu Muchhe's wound healed, and Wen Baichen took him back to Xu's house.

The door has been repaired, and the room full of secrets has been locked, as if nothing had happened.

At night, they lay in bed together.

Wen Baichen turned sideways and kissed the side of his face affectionately and nostalgically.

"Azhe, can we do it?" Wen Baichen asked in a low voice.

Xu Muchhe nodded, then turned over and took the initiative between the two.

Wen Baichen smiled happily, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Just when the two were about to take the next step, Xu Muchhe suddenly caught a glimpse of the camera on the cabinet and froze.

Wen Baichen couldn't wait for the next step, so he opened his eyes and looked at Xu Muchhe in confusion.

Seeing that Xu Muchhe found out, his face turned pale, with shame in his dark pupils.

But soon, he smiled again.

He looked into Xu Muchhe's eyes and said in a gentle and doting voice, "How about it, do you like this way of destroying me?"