Who would raise a villain as a wife?

He Yunjing dreamed of Hua Li for the first time in a long time, and it was a colored dream. When he opened his eyes, his body had obviously changed.

He Yunjing frowned and went to take a shower. With wet hair, he opened the window and went to the terrace.

The lighter clicked on, He Yunjing lit up the cigarette and took a puff, his eyes fell on the garden, and he happened to see Wen Li squatting in front of a rose. The gorgeous roses and the soft boy...

The anger that He Yunjing had suppressed suddenly flared up. He had a headache and his temples were throbbing. Was his 28-year-old body really too young?

He Yunjing was just feeling furious. Just then, Wen Li stood up downstairs with a white cat in his arms, and his eyes met theirs accidentally.

Seeing him, Wen Li's body stiffened obviously, and the cat in his arms jumped down and burrowed into the rose bushes again.

Their eyes met in the air, and He Yunjing lit the cigarette in his hand. Is he really that scary?

Not quite sure, He Yunjing turned and went downstairs. When he arrived at the garden, Wen Li was holding a ham in his hand and still luring the hiding cat.

The white cat was not big and its cry was very soft, as if it was stimulated by something and refused to come out.

He Yunjing asked, "Like?"

Wen Li shuddered again, quickly stood up and hid his hands behind his back, and explained in a low voice, "It ran in by itself."

Are you afraid that he will blame you for bringing a cat into the house?

He Yunjing stopped looking at Wen Li. He walked over, parted the flowers and pulled out the timidly meowing white cat.

Roses have thorns, which easily scratched his hand. He Yunjing threw the cat to Wen Li without any feeling, "If you want to keep it, keep it."

Wen Li stood there in a daze holding the cat, his eyes fixed on He Yunjing's hand. There were several bloodstains oozing blood, and there was an obvious scar at the base of his thumb.

He Yunjing raised his hand and took a look following his gaze. That organization was involved in a lot of things, and getting injured in fights was inevitable. It was just a scar, and He Yunjing had never cared much about it before.

He put his hand down and turned to walk into the villa. Wen Li caught up with him after a brief pause. He looked at He Yunjing's footsteps going upstairs and said, "Uncle He, your hand is injured."

He Yunjing stopped and looked back, raised his hand and asked him, "You call this an injury?"

Isn't that considered an injury?

Wen Li stared at his hands, which were bleeding from the scratches.

He Yunjing just couldn't understand it, or was it that Wen Li was too pampered by his money and couldn't stand such a small hole?

He Yunjing ignored him, walked upstairs to his room, and washed his hands casually. He Yunjing took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, opened it, and sat leisurely on the terrace to drink it.

The scenes of his time with Hua Li kept flashing, especially those things happening in bed. He Yunjing couldn't help but feel disgusted with himself for only thinking about those things.

It must be because I have been abstaining from sex for too long. I could endure it because I had never done it before, but now I have started to have sex. Moreover, my relationship with Hua Lizhen was quite harmonious during those years, so I started to miss her a little.

He Yunjing looked somewhat dejected, his whole body relaxing on the rattan chair. He wondered if he had to find a long-term bed partner, the kind that would talk about money instead of feelings.

The question is, can there be harmony without emotions?

It seems a bit difficult to do it.

He Yunjing just felt terrible. It was all because of the system that gave Wen Li such a face.

While he was thinking about something, there was a knock on the door. He Yunjing had the habit of locking the door, so he had to get up and open it.

The person who came was Wen Li, carrying a small medicine box in his hand. He just stood at the door without saying a word.

He Yunjing was speechless. He looked at the back of his hand again. Apart from being a little red, there was nothing else. He was sure that a first aid kit was needed.

He didn't say anything, and Wen Li didn't leave either, just stood there, as if he had made up his mind to deal with him.

Forget it, He Yunjing was too lazy to care, so he turned around and went back, sitting lazily on the terrace.

Wen Li at the door waited for a while before coming over, squatting beside him, opening the medicine box and treating him carefully.

Dip a cotton swab in iodine and apply it on the wound, then blow on it.

It was a bit itchy, and He Yunjing looked over with the tip of his tail raised. He really wanted to ask Wen Li if he was coaxing a child, but seeing that Wen Li looked very scared but still mustered up the courage to come to him, he gave up and waited quietly for Wen Li to finish treating him. He also put Band-Aids on the more serious areas.

It was inexplicably funny. He Yunjing took his hand back and took a look. Not to mention now, he had never been so pampered even in the three worlds combined. He felt like laughing.

He actually laughed and looked at Wen Li with a joking expression.

Wen Li was confused by his smile, but seeing that He Yunjing's smile did not have any malice and instead looked quite happy, Wen Li did not avoid it.

He packed up the medicine box and picked it up. He stood by and looked at He Yunjing for a while, then mustered up the courage to speak, "Uncle He."

He Yunjing hummed and waved his hand for him to sit down, meaning that he could say whatever he wanted to say, and then he picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Wen Li sat down obediently, and after hesitating for a moment, he spoke, "Can I keep it? The cat."

"If you like it, keep it."

Wen Li's eyes lit up and she asked him, "Can I keep it here? How long can it last?"

He Yunjing was not sure why Wen Li asked this question. He put down his wine glass and turned to look at him, "Or do you want to keep it somewhere else?"

Wen Li shook his head to indicate no, and then asked tentatively, "Is Uncle He getting married?"

He Yunjing subconsciously frowned with a question mark in his head, "Who told you I'm getting married?"

Wen Li stopped talking and lowered his head, pinching his fingers anxiously, as if he wanted to get an answer.

What kind of situation is this?

He Yunjing lit up another cigarette with a look of annoyance. Wen Li's reaction was a little strange. Although he had not been back for many years, he knew about Wen Li's situation.

She is well-behaved, obedient, sunny and cheerful. Even if she has never met him, she shouldn't be so reserved.

He Yunjing thought about it seriously, pondering the emotional changes, coupled with Wen Li's cautious attitude.

After thinking for a cigarette, He Yunjing had some ideas, "Do you think I came back to get married, and after marriage I can't tolerate you and want to kick you out?"

Seeing Wen Li's hands suddenly clenched, He Yunjing knew that he had guessed right. No wonder he was so nervous that he couldn't eat. At the same time, he wanted to please him. This was his feeling.

"I know I'm an adult now and shouldn't stay here any longer. I have a part-time job and won't cause you any trouble. When I graduate from college, I will..."

He Yunjing interrupted his confession, "Wait a minute, who told you I'm getting married?!"

Wen Li was frightened and trembled. He hung his head and kept silent, thinking that he had made He Yunjing angry.

He Yunjing really couldn't stand Wen Li's attitude, so he stood up and walked out.

He spent so much money to support Wen Li, not for him to talk to him timidly here.

Let's not talk about the plot and the mission for now. He gave Wen Li the best life and arranged for someone to take care of him, but he didn't want Wen Li to have the idea of ​​living under someone else's roof. It must be because he was not around that someone gossiped about it behind his back and said these things, causing Wen Li to think too much.