Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

Su Jingchen ignored Song Wanqing's struggle and held her in his arms domineeringly. He patted her shoulders soothingly and apologized in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... You suffered..."

Su Jingchen's heart felt like it was being pricked by a needle.

Song Wanqing beat Su Jingchen hard, tears kept falling, and under his repeated comfort, the strength of her struggle gradually lightened, sobbing softly, "You are really too bad."

It always affects her mood like this.

Holding Song Wanqing's cheek, Su Jingchen kissed her red lips and gently caressed her eyes.

He reached out and picked her up, whispering to comfort her as he put her in the passenger seat, "I'm worried about you dragging your luggage around by yourself."

Song Wanqing looked up at him, then lowered her head shyly, and nodded with a faint smile.

After a fierce lovemaking, Song Wan was sweating profusely and her breathing was still unstable.

She half sat up and reached out for the mineral water in the small refrigerator beside the bed. Her hair stuck to her fair forehead and her cheeks were flushed, almost spreading to her delicate collarbone.

Su Jingchen did not walk to the balcony outside with the cigarette. He hooked a strand of black hair with his fingertips and played with it casually. Seeing Song Wanqing's body soften and fall back, he reached out and hugged her from behind.

He let her fall into his arms and hugged her tightly, wanting to melt her into his bones and blood.

Song Wanqing looked back at him with charming eyes, and Su Jingchen kissed her cheek.

Song Wanqing smiled and tenderly hugged Su Jingchen's shoulders. Her heart felt like a deer beating fast, feeling sour and sweet at the same time.

She lowered her head and leaned on Su Jingchen's shoulder, her white palms falling on his darker skin, looking extremely delicate.

Song Wanqing tilted her head to look at him and smiled sweetly, "Qi Jinglin withdrew his investment and my role was taken away. Achen, can you make an additional investment to get the role back for me?"

Tapping Song Wanqing's nose, Su Jingchen stood up, loosened his hand, pushed away the person lying on his shoulder, and casually took out a box of cigarettes from his coat pocket, but did not light it.

Putting on the clothes beside him and avoiding Song Wanqing's sight, Su Jingchen said in a hoarse voice, "You know my situation, Wanwan. My elder brother is chasing me relentlessly and trying to find faults in me. I am really powerless now. Can you wait a little longer?"

"Wait?" Song Wanqing sat up straight and frowned in dissatisfaction. "How can I wait? The script is already being revised. My character is going to die. Achen..."

The firelight lit up, reflecting in Su Jingchen's dark eyes. The heavy curtains blocked the light from outside, and the orange-yellow firelight emitted a tiny halo.

After lighting the cigarette, Su Jingchen took two deep puffs, frowned tightly, and exhaled slowly.

The white smoke slowly blurred Su Jingchen's expression, hiding his handsomeness behind the smoke. The look in his eyes became increasingly obscure. "Wanwan, I know it's hard for you. You have to understand me."

Song Wanqing shook her head in disbelief, looking at Su Jingchen with tears in her eyes, "I did this for you. It was because of you that I quarreled with Qi Jinglin, and that's why he withdrew his investment."

"Even so, I can't bet my entire future on this. You know what kind of person my eldest brother is." Su Jingchen said.

Staring deeply into Su Jingchen's eyes, Song Wanqing nodded slowly, and remained silent for a few seconds. She seemed to have made a decision, and whispered, "Then let's separate. Don't see each other again, and don't block my way."

After extinguishing the cigarette in his hand, Su Jingchen pinched Song Wanqing's chin, his face darkened, staring into her eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Are you serious?"

"Of course." Song Wanqing did not back down, "There will be no friendship between you and me from now on."

Su Jingchen sneered, threw Song Wanqing on the bed, picked up the coat beside him, left after saying something, "What is the relationship between us? How can there be friendship?"

Song Wanqing froze on the bed, staring blankly at the door that Su Jingchen slammed shut, biting her lips tightly.

Yeah, it doesn't matter.

They weren't even boyfriend and girlfriend.

No one even knew they knew each other.

Song Wanqing threw the pillow to the ground, glared at the door with gritted teeth, her palms gradually tightened, and she slowly exhaled, "Then you can't blame me, you abandoned me."

After hearing the news from Song Wanqing, Gu Jin was on his way back to the villa. Although his injuries were not serious, he was still very tired.

Gu Jin had expected Song Wanqing to leave the crew in anger, but he was shocked to hear the two of them quarreling, kissing each other, and then driving to the hotel.

Blinking his eyes and tilting his head in confusion, Gu Jin whispered, "This might be the... love between the male and female protagonists."

Special Assistant Lin didn't hear clearly, nor did he care much, and continued to report the subsequent situation.

Song Wanqing disappeared for several days, and the next time Gu Jin saw her was in the camera outside the villa.

He asked the housekeeper to bring the person in, told Aunt Wen to change a set of tea set for guests, and then he held his own cup and drank the warm milk.

Qi Jinglin has developed a habit of always drinking a cup of warm milk in the deep night.

Qi Jinglin used to cook it for him personally. The pure milk slowly boiled from raw milk had a very mellow taste.

The housekeeper took Song Wanqing to the study, slowly closed the door, and stopped Aunt Wen who was about to bring in tea.

Song Wanqing glanced at the study and lowered her head again, pursing her lips tightly, her fingers entangled with each other. In the silent night, her heart was in a mess.

Gu Jin put down the pen in his hand, looked up at the person on the sofa, and tapped his palm lightly with his fingertips, faster and faster, but his heart became calmer and calmer. Suddenly, he stopped the movement of his fingertips and put on a faint smile.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing?"

Song Wanqing nodded, then shook her head, raised her eyes with tears in her eyes, "Jing Lin, are you blaming me?"

She and her sister talked a lot these days and figured out a lot of things.

Qi Jinglin and Su Jingchen are enemies, and she always has to make a choice.

Just like my sister said, no one would tolerate a lover having another mortal enemy in his heart.

And Su Jingchen is Qi Jinglin's mortal enemy.

"I said, I don't blame you, I just let you go." Gu Jin had already guessed Song Wanqing's intention. He leaned back in the chair, tilted his head slightly, looking dignified and aloof.

Now it's a two-level reversal.

He, Gu Jin, is in an invincible position.

Song Wanqing nervously tugged at the hem of her skirt and hesitated for a long time before looking up at Gu Jin, revealing her fair and delicate collarbone and her fragile neck with a delicate look.

She pursed her rosy lips gently, stared at Gu Jin with tearful eyes, and said in a choked voice, "Don't you love me anymore?"

Gu Jin remained silent, his lowered eyes seemed to hide all his emotions.

Song Wanqing held her hands, slowly lowered her head, and choked with tears, "I missed it after all. When I discovered my feelings, I missed that love. Jing Lin, it was only when I left the ward that I realized that I loved you, too. Hurting you made my heart extremely painful."

She looked at Gu Jin with tearful eyes, which made the originally clear eyes stained with layers of watery light, and the slightly red nose tip and the corners of the eyes made her look even more broken.

Sometimes Gu Jin had to admit that Song Wanqing, as the heroine, was indeed both beautiful and had good acting skills.

"Really?" Gu Jin spoke lightly, and there seemed to be a faint sadness hidden in the deepest part of his tone. Only by savoring it carefully could one feel the stubbornness. "But, Wanwan, I dare not imagine our future. Su Jingchen is eyeing me and wants to kill me. I can't... and dare not... put you in danger."

"You..." Song Wanqing paused and asked tentatively, "Do you have such a big grudge against Su Jingchen?"

"The fight continues until he's dead." Gu Jin closed his eyes weakly, resting his wrists on the edge of the desk. "I won't feel at ease until he surrenders to the law."

"What if I am willing to face danger with you?"

"I can't! Wanwan, I can't, I can't let you be in any danger!" Gu Jin came to Song Wanqing's side, half-knelt beside her, and held her wrist with tenderness in his eyes.

"But I do!"

"That's not OK!"

"You'll never give in?" Song Wanqing pursed her lips tightly, holding the USB flash drive in her pocket tightly in her hand.