After fast time travel, I became the treasure of the villain boss

Chapter 117 The Black-bellied Scholar Falls in Love with Me 43.0
Chen Junsheng found the room card of 1213 in the name of the Chen family. When he opened the door, seeing the chaos in the room, the three fell into silence.

Jian Xi was the first to step into the room. It was a medium-sized suite with a small living room. Clothes were scattered on the floor, and the blanket was a little wet, the marks formed by someone being dragged.

On the bed in the inner room, there was a young girl collapsed. Her body was not covered, her fair body was covered with red, purple and purple bruises, there were large and small tooth marks on her chest, her abdomen, the corners of her mouth, and hair. All have white unidentified liquid.

Her eyes were dull and empty, looking in Jian Xi's direction, her eyes were full of despair.

Her cheeks were swollen and bloodshot, and there was an obvious bruise around her neck.

"Is this something that humans can do?" Tang Liu frowned, his face was gloomy, he took off his coat, strode forward, and gently covered her body.

He noticed the blood on the bed sheet, and his brows furrowed even tighter. It was hard to imagine what kind of torture Xia Lan had experienced during this period.

"Get out." Jian Xi raised his foot and kicked Tang Liu, with a cold look on his face, he raised his chin.

Tang Liu nodded, knowing that he shouldn't stay here in this situation, he patted Jian Xi's shoulder lightly, turned around and dragged Chen Junsheng, who looked ugly and didn't know what he was thinking, out.

After the door was closed, Jian Xi walked to the bed, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Xia Lan's eyes.

After confirming that she was still conscious, she breathed a sigh of relief. Since she was still conscious, the next thing would be much easier to deal with.

"Xia Lan." Jian Xi bent down and stripped her hair that was sticking to her cheeks behind her ears.

Facing the sudden touch, Xia Lan shrank back in horror, trembling all over. When she moved, the wound on her body that hadn't yet condensed into scabs was torn open again, and blood gushed out continuously.

"I'll help you." Jian Xi withdrew his hand, stood up straight, looked down at her embarrassed and frightened appearance like a small animal, and slightly pursed his lips: "But you have to tell me what you want to do."

It was Xia Lan who was bullied. She couldn't make decisions for her. Looking at it now, it would be a good choice to call the police. She still has those miscellaneous jingye in her body. After the police do an inspection, they can leave better evidence.

But all of this depends on whether she is willing or not, just like the video Tang Liu gave her in the memory card, the victim is Xia Lan, she really can't do anything against her will, because her own selfishness Suffering comes out in public.

This may make Tang Qing'an and his gang pay a corresponding price and stumble over it, but it will also cause a second injury to Xia Lan, who is the victim.

She didn't want to do this. Making others' wounds public was just to satisfy her own private wishes. What's the difference between this and those who bullied her?

The system silently looked at everything in the house, and felt for the first time that Jian Xi's idea was correct, maybe the protagonist in this world really had problems and needed to be corrected.

It secretly hopes that Jian Xi will complete the task earlier, and doesn't want her to waste time on these irrelevant things and people, but in terms of the human nature it has learned in the past few years, this is wrong.

"I can help you call the police, or I can help you kill Tang Qing'an, it all depends on your choice." Jian Xi's tone was calm, calming Xia Lan's fear and fear little by little.

Xia Lan blinked slowly, what happened just now hadn't disappeared yet, the pain and strangeness on her body all reminded her of what she had just experienced.

Before today, she could never have imagined that when she was in a difficult situation, it would be Jian Xi, whom she had always looked down upon, who would lend a helping hand to her.

But what can she do?

It was hard enough for her mother to bring her up single-handedly. She has no power, so why should she fight against Tang Qing'an?Why are you on the opposite side of the Tang family?
She is just a low-level person who is struggling on the food and clothing line, while Tang Qing'an is the princess who stands in the palm of everyone, and the heir carefully cultivated and cared for by the Tang family.

She is nothing and has nothing.

Her mother has worked very hard, and she doesn't want to burden her anymore, doesn't want her to worry about her own affairs, and doesn't want to hear her mother crying helplessly late at night.

She can't do anything, and she doesn't want to hurt Jian Xi.

Xia Lan closed her eyes in despair, tears rolled down the corners of her eyes, she moved her lips, her voice hoarse, begging: "Please... please... take me... away..."

Jian Xi was silent for a moment, respecting and understanding her choice, she bent down, wrapped Xia Lan in her coat, gently hugged her, and walked into the bathroom: "Let's wash it first, the family members will be worried of."

"Thank... thank you." Xia Lan lowered her hands weakly, she raised her head slightly, looked at Jian Xi who was hugging her, suddenly wanted to cry, she pressed her lips tightly, her voice was choked and hoarse.

"Can you?" Jian Xi put her in the bathtub, filled the water for her, and looked down at her.

Her eyes were calm, without emotional fluctuations, sympathy, or disgust, which soothed Xia Lan's desperate and shameful heart. She shrank in the water, hugging herself tightly, biting her lips, and slowly Nod slowly.

Jian Xi closed the door for her and backed out: "Call me if you need it."

Listening to the suppressed crying in the bathroom, Jian Xi leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette.

Tang Qing'an.

Damn it.

in the living room.

Tang Liu fidgeted and smoked cigarettes one after another. The ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts. He scratched his hair, annoyed, kicked the table violently, and stood up with a cigarette in his mouth: "Damn it!" of!"

Although their Tang family is not very clean, they have their own principles in doing things, and their tutors also follow their own principles and be themselves.

He was with his brother and father, and he had seen a lot of dirty things, but he had never seen such a scene.

It was hard for him to imagine and believe that what happened to Xia Lan was all done by Tang Qing'an.

He couldn't believe it, why would a student have so many bad intentions?Why is it so vicious? !
"..." Chen Junsheng came back to his senses, clenched the phone in his hand, looked at the constant vx messages on the phone, and turned off the phone expressionlessly.

Picking up the cigarette that Tangliu put on the table, he lit it familiarly. The long-lost smell of smoke spread in his mouth, but it was hard to calm the restlessness in his heart.

"Chen Junsheng, if you still stand by Tang Qing'an's side this time, don't say we are friends when you go out." Tang Liu put out the cigarette in his hand, turned around with cold eyes.

Chen Junsheng didn't speak, just smoked silently, friend?

Are they friends?

Maybe so.

After thinking about it, he was surprised to find that he didn't seem to want to lose his current state, he didn't want to lose...his...friend.

　First update today~

　　
　
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