Who would raise a villain as a wife?

He Yunjing turned on the faucet to wash his hands, and then he rested his hands on the table for a long time.

He felt that he had no patience for Xie?, perhaps because Xie?'s bad temper made it really difficult to approach him.

He delivered meals every day but did not make Xie Chen relax, or he did not think about it at all. Xie Chen was the only one in his mind.

If he doesn't make it clear and doesn't do this, I'll never be interested in it.

But he seemed to have gone a bit too far. He did this while Xie was tied up in the kitchen. He didn't know how angry Xie would be after he recovered.

Forget it. Xie? can't beat him anyway. At worst, I can tie him up again and kiss him once. Maybe after a few more kisses, Xie? will accept it.

After serving the soup, He Yunjing went in and out several times to put the dishes on the table, and waited for a while before Xie? came down.

She changed her clothes completely and had no expression on her face, but she looked at He Yunjing with complicated eyes. She quickly looked away after meeting He Yunjing's gaze and did not say a word to He Yunjing during the entire lunch time. He Yunjing took the initiative to speak but was ignored. She only focused on taking care of Xie Chen.

Xie Chen, who was already somewhat sensitive, naturally noticed something was wrong. He looked at He Yunjing and then at Xie?, and felt that something unpleasant had happened in the kitchen.

He wanted to help ease the situation, but no one responded after he thanked her several times. Later, she pushed him away, looking like she didn't want to get involved, and didn't say anything when asked.

He Yunjing collapsed on the sofa and sighed. He wanted to thank him more? He lost his temper and had a fight with him. What was the point of just giving him the cold shoulder?

The system gloated over the misfortune, [Who made the host bully the little master like this, and even kissed and tied her hands against the wall, does the host intend to use the route of forced love? ]

[Don't think I won't spank you just because you use reduplication.]

The system feels wronged. [Isn't reduplication cute? Or has the host never experienced the joy of reduplication? ]

He Yunjing fell into deep thought, and after thinking it over carefully, it seemed that there really wasn't any. Although Ali in many worlds were very cute, he wasn't so pretentious as to say all those messy repetitive words.

But if his Ali says reduplication, he should find it very useful. Next time, he should just say a few reduplications.

He was thinking about all sorts of things, and after Xie Chen woke up from his nap, he went to the basement and entertained him.

This time, Xie Chen did not watch on the surveillance camera, but stood outside the door and could clearly hear Duan Hong's screams.

From anxiety to calmness, the iron gate finally opened and he was pushed in by Xie?

The basement was dark and cramped, and the air wasn't circulating well. Duan Hong had been locked up in there for almost a day, so it was inevitable that there was some smell, mixed with the smell of blood, which was really unpleasant.

At this time, Duan Hong was tied tightly to the iron chair, his eyes were covered with black cloth, and he could only vaguely see some light and human figures.

Although it was only the first day, Duan Hong was already exhausted by He Yunjing's torture. When he saw the figure coming, he begged for mercy reflexively.

He Yunjing was very disgusted. He squatted down beside the wheelchair and whispered, "Try to slap him twice."

Xie Chen pursed his lips and stared at the disheveled man opposite him. He was dirty and had many wounds. He was crying bitterly and there was no trace of the arrogant man in his memory.

He raised his hand hesitantly, and hit Duan Hong on the face with temptation and uneasiness, very lightly, without much force, and Duan Hong's head didn't even move.

He Yunjing continued to persuade Xie Chen that the easiest way to overcome this fear was to fight back. As long as he fought back, he could plant the seeds of victory and resistance in Xie Chen.

Even if Xie Chen was stimulated and had a nightmare, he would not be afraid. The seeds of resistance would make Xie Chen fight back in his dream, and gradually Xie Chen's fear would completely dissipate.

Xie Chen attacked again, this time with much greater force.

The crisp sound of the slap coincided with the unbearable memory, and Xie Chen's eyes also changed. Years of grievances and retreats dissipated, and finally at this moment he was filled with the thought of revenge.

Xie Chen's eyes turned red. He no longer needed He Yunjing's comfort. He slapped Duan Hong again, and tears of pain and grievance completely burst out at this moment.

With silent tears, Xie Chen slapped Duan Hong more than a dozen times. These were all slaps from Duan Hong on his face, and he also slapped them back at this moment.

His palms were red and a little numb, and Xie Chen was crying uncontrollably. Xie? held him in his arms and comforted him gently.

They didn't mention Xie Chen's name from beginning to end. Duan Hong still didn't know why he had suffered such a misfortune. He just kept begging for mercy. He didn't want to die, let alone be tortured to death.

Xie Chen's tears fell one by one, but his eyes were always on Duan Hong.

He thought that person was very scary and thought that he would never see the sunlight again, but he finally collapsed when he saw Duan Hong begging for mercy in a desperate state.

He was no longer afraid of Duan Hong, nor those who had bullied him before. He just shed his tears silently and was taken away by Xie Chen.

He Yunjing had almost achieved his goal. He exchanged a prop card from the system to tamper with Duan Hong's memory and blur his face, but he still couldn't expose Xie? at this time.

After all, his face is quite famous, and there's no guarantee that Duan Hong won't remember it, and then he can follow the clues to find Xie?.

After doing all this, He Yunjing waited until dark and dumped the man in the wilderness. He then broke Duan Hong's right leg, took a photo and sent it to Xie?.

He Yunjing took out Duan Hong's phone again, turned it on and took a picture of Duan Hong's dying appearance and sent it to Qi Yuming, [Don't worry, you'll be the next one.]

Since Duan Hong usually likes to play, it is not strange for him to disappear for a day, and no one cares.

Qi Yuming happened to be with He Yunxi when he received the message. He did not ignore his friend's message. The text message seemed a little strange. He frowned and clicked on it. What he saw was Duan Hong being thrown into a stinky ditch and covered with scars.

Qi Yuming's pupils shrank suddenly, which also alarmed He Yunxi who was dining opposite. She asked with some concern, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the company?"

Qi Yuming didn't say anything. He hurriedly turned off his phone and stood up. "I have to leave first because I have something urgent to do. Be careful when you go back."

He Yunxi was confused, but still nodded and agreed, watching Qi Yuming leave in a hurry.

Qi Yuming was well aware of Duan Hong's skills, and the Duan family was of high status. He was beaten like this but did not alert the Duan family. The other party must be someone powerful. The most important thing was that the other party seemed to have set his sights on him.

Qi Yuming had to find out the situation and work with the Duan family to catch the other party.

Qi Yuming directly called someone to check the location of Qi Yuming's mobile phone, and soon found the person in the suburbs. After contacting the Duan family, he sent the person to the hospital.

After examination, the doctor determined that the patient was not in danger of death, but he had multiple fractures, a severe blow to the head, and many cigarette burns on his face and body.

The other party kidnapped someone but did not kill him, but tortured Duan Hong for almost a whole day. This was obviously a revenge act.

Qi Yuming did not choose to leave. After exchanging messages with Duan's family, he took out the photos and information, but there was no clear target. He could only wait for Duan Hong to wake up and ask clearly.

However, when Duan Hong woke up, he could not answer any questions. All he had in his head were painful memories of being tortured and blurry figures. Even the questioning voices became unreal and he could not provide any useful information.