Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

"r, r, r... it's all r!" Meng Xing was lying on the sofa and angrily threw his phone to the other end of the sofa. As he threw it, he swore: "Trash game! I won't play anymore!" "

He said this with great assurance, as if he would never play this card drawing game again in his life. But just ten minutes later, he sat up from the sofa, picked up the phone after throwing it out, and opened the game interface again and poured a 648 gift bag into it.

"I don't believe it..." He muttered while opening the card drawing interface.

five minutes later.

"Gan!" Meng Xing couldn't help but cursed. The 648 gift pack contained 48 opportunities to draw cards. After he drew all of them, not to mention that there was not a single golden sparkling card among the 48 cards, not even a purple SR. All are r. If he hadn't bought a high-end card drawing item and wouldn't have drawn n cards, he might have drawn 48 n cards.

He has never had bad luck in drawing cards. He should have learned a profound lesson from his previous game experience, but the two cannot actually be confused. After all, there has never been a game or a system. That system is part of himself. Consciousness, and what he draws by drawing cards is completely determined by his subconscious mind.

Therefore, the Ou Fei card he drew before did not count at all, and the result was simply a given.

But it's different now. He no longer has the power to change the rules of dreams.

Although he regained control of the power of Three Thousand Dream Realms when he killed Wu Jin, after he gave up his identity as Lord Mengze and came to this isolated dreamland, his divine power to control Three Thousand Dream Realms also disappeared again. .

Lord Mengze was born to protect the Dream Realm. Naturally, when he no longer assumes this responsibility, he will no longer have the power to control the Three Thousand Dream Realms.

His last bit of divine power was used to reconstruct this dream. This was Wen Rulan's dream. He reconstructed this dream according to the appearance in Wen Rulan's memory, making it exactly the same as Wen Rulan's real-life experience.

This dream is very similar to the first dream... No, it should be said to be the 2996th dream. The experiences in those dreams themselves are reflections of Wen Rulan's real-life experiences, whether it is killing brother or brother. The father's crime was still Wen Rulan's immense power in the real world.

Under different worldviews, Wen Rulan's experience is slightly different, but overall the difference is not big. In this world, Wen Rulan is the president of the powerful Wen Group. She has a lot of influence in both business and political circles. It can be said that she has everything she needs.

This "if the wind brings the wind, if the rain brings the rain", it should have two meanings. One refers to the great power and can do anything, and the other is the literal meaning. As the master of the dream, Wen Rulan can really control the dream at will. of wind and rain.

It's a pity that his dream was successively attacked by Tiandao and Wujin. Although he himself was not seriously injured, this broken dream was generally reconstructed, but it was reconstructed by Mengzejun's divine power, and Wen Rulan could not get past the other party. The power to control this dream.

Meng Xing's magical power has been used up, and he cannot control it either. In other words, this dream is now running completely according to the established rules. Neither Meng Xing nor Wen Rulan can change the rules in the dream.

It's like becoming an ordinary person. He can no longer act arbitrarily and has to work conscientiously. Otherwise, no matter how big the family business is, it may be on the verge of bankruptcy.

Wen Rulan went to work. Although the dreams except for him and Meng Xing were all false phantoms, these phantoms were also very real. His business competitors worked tirelessly to make things difficult for him, trying to take advantage of his youth. Before he could fully control the behemoth Wen Group, he bit off a few pieces of meat from his body.

For this reason, he not only had to go to work to manage such a large company group, but also had to hold tedious meetings to discuss how to deal with the business pressure from competitors.

Wen Rulan is currently having a meeting in the conference room, and as for Meng Xing... he can be considered at work for the time being.

Well, accompanying Wen Rulan to work is actually just sitting on the sofa in President Wen Rulan's office and playing games.

There is nothing that can be done about it. He has been a god for so many years. If you want to talk about how to fight nightmares or play in the dream world, then he must be right. Let him manage a company, or be a An ordinary white-collar worker... Unfortunately, Meng Xing doesn't even have a primary school education and is helpless in these jobs.

But Wen Rulan actually didn't want him to work. After using up the last of his divine power to reconstruct the dream, Meng Xing fell on Wen Rulan in a state of exhaustion as he watched tall buildings and crowds of people appear in the dream.

Wen Rulan crossed her legs and helped Meng Xing adjust his position so that he could lie more comfortably. Meng Xing allowed Wen Rulan to move. The fatigue caused by the exhaustion of divine power was far more serious than the fatigue caused by physical exhaustion. He was so tired that he didn't even want to lift his little finger.

None of his limbs seemed to be his own. This feeling of weakness was unprecedented. Even in the most dangerous battle situation, he had never been so out of strength. He was so out of strength that he felt like a stuffed bear being manipulated by others. Meng Xing suddenly thought of something. In the first dream he experienced after losing his memory, he left a stuffed bear for Wen Rulan and wrote a message on it. Now the message seemed to have come true.

He looked up at Wen Rulan and said jokingly: "Now that I have really lost my magic, you have to take good care of me."

He was joking, but Wen Rulan's whole body was shaken. He grabbed Meng Xing's hand, raised Meng Xing's fingers, put them against the side of his face, and promised softly but firmly: "Okay."

He did what he said, not only taking care of Meng Xing properly when he was too tired to move, but also after Meng Xing almost recovered... It was only a physical recovery, but his divine power was still almost non-existent.

But after all, he can run and jump, and can live like a normal adult, but Wen Rulan still takes care of him in every detail. In addition to being responsible for food, clothing, housing and transportation, he was not required to work. He was given a card with a balance of tens of millions and a mobile phone that could play games, so he could have fun and spend whatever he wanted.

Meng Xing spent several days having fun and squandering money. Today, he feels a little autistic because he discovered his true luck. Neither he nor Wen Rulan could change the rules of this dream. In other words, the result of his card drawing was real luck without any divine blessing or cheating on the rules.

He is a non-chief. Not only did he draw a 48 consecutive r from a card, he also got the non-chief achievement hidden in the game.

Meng Xing looked at the dazzling African Emirates achievement prompt on the screen. After using the curse word, he was silent for a while and poked his finger at the mall again.

Like every non-chief, Meng Xing also believed that krypton could change his life. As long as he earns enough krypton, he can collect all the SSR cards, reach the pinnacle of life, and dominate all players in the server.

As long as he earns enough money... Before Meng Xing clicked the 648 gift pack purchase button in the mall again, he suddenly thought of something, exited the game interface, and went to the bank app to check his balance.

"One, ten, hundreds, thousands... millions." Meng Xing counted it three times to confirm that his balance was still eight digits. He could still spend tens of thousands of 648 gift bags, but he He hesitated.

He felt that he was a bit of a spendthrift. He had spent a lot of money in the past few days, which must have added up to hundreds of thousands. This amount of money is nothing to Wen Rulan. Even if Meng Xing loses all the tens of millions in this card, Wen Rulan can still turn around and give Meng Xing another card with the same amount.

Meng Xing has never felt that there is anything. In fact, he does not have a particularly clear concept of money. To him, these things that mortals care about are just the products of his thoughts, just like gold nuggets and stones. In essence, It makes no difference to him.

To him, money is just a number that can be consumed, and he doesn't think it's anything to cherish. This concept lasted until today. The reason Wen Rulan went to the meeting today was because of the pressure from competitors, which caused the company's financial losses of hundreds of millions.

This made Meng Xing hesitate before spending money to lose his family. What if he really lost all Wen Rulan's family property?

Now Meng Xing can't make any money. If Wen Rulan's company really goes bankrupt, even if he is the owner of the dream and Meng Xing is the god in charge of the dream, the two of them will have to bear huge debts and sleep on the street.

This future is very miserable just thinking about it... Meng Xing shuddered, no, he can't continue to waste his family like this.

He can no longer live like this and rely on Wen Rulan for support. As a responsible man, he has to earn money to support his family, instead of letting Wen Rulan shoulder the burden of the family alone. She is so busy with work that sometimes she can't even eat.

Thinking of this, Meng Xing completely stopped thinking about making money, and he turned to thinking about what he could do. He's not good at intelligence. It's not that his IQ isn't good, it's that he has no education or diploma, and no interviewer is willing to hire him.

Physical strength... maybe he could be a security guard who loves bear cookies?

Well, write this option down first and ask Wen Rulan for his opinion later.

Meng Xing paid attention and couldn't help but look outside the office. In total, Wen Rulan had gone to the meeting for more than an hour and she hadn't come back yet.

Meng Xing looked at the time again. It was half past twelve. If he drove any further, Wen Rulan would have to forget to eat again. Although I won't get sick in my dream, it's not good to not eat anyway. He might as well go and see the progress of Wen Rulan's meeting, remind him to eat, and discuss his work issues by the way.

Kill two birds with one stone. Meng Xing stood up from the sofa and left the president's office. On the way to the conference room, every company employee he met along the way greeted him with a friendly smile and said "Hello, Mr. Meng."

He was such a big person and followed Wen Rulan to work every day, and he behaved very intimately. Employees of the company often saw Mr. Wen touching him, and everyone speculated that he was probably Mr. Wen's little lover.

But this speculation was shattered not long after, by Wen Rulan herself. He heard the rumors within the company, and simply announced that his relationship with Meng Xing was not a lover, but a couple, a partner, and a life-long companion. .

Ignoring the shock of everyone within the company, after the shock came the question of what to call this...Mr. Meng, calling her Mrs. Wen was obviously inappropriate. After thinking about it, I could only keep it as it was, calling me Mr. Meng. .

And because anyone with eyes could see Mr. Wen's doting on Meng Xing, everyone was very kind to Meng Xing.

To what extent does Wen Rulan dote on Meng Xing? The feelings of ordinary employees are not very deep, but the heads of departments who are responsible for face-to-face contact and reporting to Mr. Wen have particularly profound feelings.

What's Wen Rulan's temper? He is ruthless and vicious, he is like this to his enemies, and he is also like this to his subordinates. Department supervisors usually report to him with trepidation, fearing that if they say anything wrong, Mr. Wen will be angry.

But ever since Meng Xing came to work with Wen Rulan, sitting on the sofa in the office like a mascot, doing nothing, not saying a word, just playing games with his head down, Mr. Wen's temper has become particularly unusual. Good. It can be said that as long as Meng Xing is here, Wen Rulan will not get angry. The supervisors have had a good few days, and seeing Meng Xing is like seeing the Dinghai Shenzhen, with their hearts in their stomachs.

Therefore, their attitude towards Meng Xing was more cordial than that of ordinary employees. They not only said hello when they met, but also inquired about his welfare, for fear that Meng Xing would fall ill and not come to work one day.

However, Meng Xing was not greeted with greetings along the way, because he did not meet the department managers. They were all in the conference room, sweating coldly, suffering from Wen Rulan's brewing anger.

Without the Dinghai Shenzhen, the river and sea began to churn again, and there was a faint tendency to become a tsunami.

Wen Rulan was very angry, angry that those people had no good intentions and actually joined forces to annex his company, and even more angry that those people took up his time and asked him to spend it on such things instead of accompanying Meng Xing.

It was like a storm was gathering, and everyone in the conference room was afraid to leave the low-pressure atmosphere. Meng Xing, who was peeking through the round glass window outside the conference room door, also noticed Wen Rulan's bad mood.

This made him feel guilty again for losing so much money. His finances were so tight, but he was still playing games with krypton gold. It was really inappropriate.

He did not directly knock on the door of the conference room as planned to remind Wen Rulan to go to dinner. Instead, he leaned against the door and listened for a while. He wanted to know how tight the company's financial situation was now.

Wen Rulan would not tell him this. He took care of everything in the company himself and never let Meng Xing worry about it. If Meng Xing asked, Wen Rulan would only say it was a trivial matter and he could solve it himself. Meng Xing could only know the truth by listening secretly like this.

But... after listening for a while, he couldn't help it anymore.

He heard Wen Rulan ask these supervisors to come up with a plan to deal with the enemy. What plan these supervisors came up with was very different from Meng Xing's expected business plan. No, it went in another direction.

"The mistress of the head of the Shaw Group just gave birth to an illegitimate child for him, and since he doesn't dare to let anyone know about it, there is no protection around him. We can... teach him a lesson before he wants to attack us. Let's think about it again." The person who suggested it didn't say all the words, but with the unfriendly gesture he made, even a fool knew what he meant.

Moreover, no one in the entire conference room thought there was anything wrong with this proposal. In fact, this was not the first time they had done this. Wen Rulan had a sinister and vicious personality, and he had even killed his own father and brother. , and will not be soft on others.

Forget it, Wen Rulan really looked like she was evaluating this proposal, as if she was analyzing the pros and cons of this plan and whether it was worth adopting.

Meng Xing directly knocked on the door of the conference room. Even in a dream, he could not let such illegal and criminal behavior happen in front of him.

Wen Rulan was awakened by the knock on the door. When she realized who was coming, the gloomy expression on his face cleared up in an instant, and his eyebrows softened.

He did not continue the meeting and directly dismissed it. After everyone else left, before he could speak, Meng Xing crossed his arms and asked seriously: "You weren't ready to agree just now, were you?"

"No..." Wen Rulan quickly defended: "I just thought about it out of habit..."

His defensive voice became lower and lower, and finally, under Meng Xing's gaze, he became completely silent.

Mr. Wen, who was vicious and strong-willed in front of others, lowered his head in front of Meng Xing, as if he had done something wrong and did not dare to speak.

Meng Xing looked at him for a long time, and finally sighed. With this tone, the serious expression on his face softened. He took Wen Rulan's finger and warned: "There will always be retribution. What you do to others will eventually be repaid to you. You should understand of."

Wen Rulan naturally understood that he killed his brother and his father, and finally died unexpectedly. This was retribution. He apologized with death, and Meng Xing fought three thousand times, and finally, on the 3001st time, he got a chance to make a comeback for him. He should not make the same mistake again no matter what.

He didn't lie. He really just thought about it out of habit. Even if Meng Xing couldn't wake up, he wouldn't agree.

However, he still sincerely admitted his mistake. Seeing that he had a good attitude in admitting his mistake, Meng Xing revealed the matter.

It was almost past meal time, and Meng Xing hurriedly took Wen Rulan to eat. On the way, he mentioned his job search plan to Wen Rulan.

In response, Wen Rulan repeated Meng Xing's planned career with a hard-to-speak expression: "...security guard?"

"Yeah, what happened to this profession?" Meng Xing was puzzled as to why Wen Rulan had such an expression.

"Nothing..." After the initial shock, Wen Rulan quickly found the key to the problem: "Why do you suddenly want to go to work?"

"Isn't there enough money?" He guessed and took action, taking out his mobile phone to transfer money to Meng Xing.

"No, I haven't used up that card yet!" Meng Xing stopped him quickly.

"Why is that?" Wen Rulan asked.

Meng Xing didn't want to say anything, but Wen Rulan looked like she was asking for the truth. She didn't even eat, and just stood there, waiting for Meng Xing to answer. Meng Xing had no choice but to tell the truth.

"I see that your company is encountering difficulties, and I would like to earn some money to help you share the burden."

"You want to work as a security guard to earn money to help me share the company's financial problems?" Wen Rulan repeated Meng Xing's idea.

Meng Xing corrected him: "It's not about sharing the company's finances. I just thought that if you go bankrupt, I still have a job and can support you."

Wen Rulan was amused by his serious expression about supporting himself. He calculated an account for Meng Xing: "If, I mean if, if I really go bankrupt, the debt we may face will be dozens of dollars." Tens of billions, and do you know what the average monthly salary of a security guard is approximately?"

"How much?" Meng Xing really didn't know.

"Three thousand." Wen Rulan reported a number.

Meng Xing did some calculations. His conversion method was rather strange. He had no intuitive feeling about the amount of currency. He replaced it with the 648 gift pack in the game for comparison.

As a security guard, he can earn... let's count five gift packages a month, and the debts he needs to help Wen Rulan repay are... Oh, too many to count.

Meng Xing finally felt the huge gap between the two, and he also understood why Wen Rulan was amused by him.

That wasn't the end yet, Wen Rulan continued to attack him: "Do you know how much it costs to hire a housekeeper to clean our house a week?"

"How much?" Meng Xing still didn't know.

"Five thousand."

Meng Xing did the math again. After all, he couldn't even afford a housekeeper with one month's salary.

Meng Xing realized the problem. There was nothing wrong with the security job, but the salary was too low. He asked Wen Rulan: "What kind of job is there that requires no academic qualifications, does not violate laws and disciplines, but has a high salary?"

This kind of work usually only exists in imagination, but Wen Rulan really gave the answer: "Yes."

"What job?" Meng Xing's eyes lit up.

Wen Rulan did not answer directly. He suddenly approached Meng Xing and breathed into Meng Xing's ear: "Sleep with me, you stay with me, five million a night, the old price, how about it?"

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