Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

It turns out he has time to watch reality shows and eat cilantro, but no time to call or text himself?

Fu Er's defense was broken.

The voice was sour and said, "Then you watch it first. I have to work."

An Chen said: "Okay."

Fu Qianxun, who was sitting in the restaurant, originally hoped that An Chen would say a few nice words to keep him.

The result was a black phone screen.

Break the defense again.

His handsome and three-dimensional facial features, as if carefully carved by a sculptor, revealed an aura of "keep away from strangers", and he exuded a low pressure all over his body.

There were several girls in the restaurant who fell in love with Fu Qianxun at first sight, but they were all frightened when they saw his sudden change of expression.

I gave up the idea of ​​going up to ask for contact information.

Fu Qianxun was in a state of low pressure at the moment.

He doesn't love me, I'm not in his heart at all.

We agreed that you would call and text me every day, but now it’s alright if you don’t.

We had just started dating, but An Chen was already not new to me.

As soon as we got together, I stopped cherishing myself.

Fu Qianxun took out his phone and sent a message to Fu Qinian: [Brother, I might have been cheated on.]

Fu Qinian: [Congratulations.]

Fu Qianxun was angry: [Are you still my brother? How can you be a brother like this? You don’t care about your brother’s happiness at all. ]

Fu Qinian: [How about I set off some firecrackers to celebrate for you? ]

Fu Qianxun was so angry that he pressed his phone hard: [You'd better never meet someone you like in your life, otherwise I will laugh at you. ]

Fu Qinian put down his phone and didn't want to pay any attention to his younger brother.

With his emotional intelligence, it’s unlikely that he’ll ever get married in this life.

Besides, I am different from him.

He disdains to fall in love. He doesn't want to tie his daily joys and sorrows to another person.

Fu Qianxun's criminal record proves that falling in love will only lower one's intelligence.

Fu Qinian had planned for his future life a long time ago. He gave himself another three years to complete his overseas expansion, and then he would choose to marry.

Feelings are something that easily deteriorates, and only the binding of interests can keep two people together longer.

The phone rang with a text message again. Fu Qinian looked down and saw that it was a message from An Chen.

An Chen: [Brother, I want to raise fish, is that okay? ]

Fu Qinian: [You can decide for yourself. You can ask Butler Wang to go shopping with you when the time comes.]

An Chen, who was lying on the bed, saw the message and said with a smile: [Brother, you are so nice.]

Fu Qinian asked: [You want to raise fish, didn’t you tell Fu Er? ]

An Chen: [I told you, my second brother won’t let me raise one.]

Fu Qinian: [Oh, okay.]

Fu Qinian sent the chat screenshot to Fu Er: [Our house is not so small that we can’t even raise fish. ]

When Fu Qianxun saw this message, he was completely stunned.

Then he sent a message in reply: [Do you know what kind of fish An An wants to raise? ]

Fu Qinian: [It's nothing more than some koi and kissing fish. It doesn't matter if he buys all of them.]

Fu Qianxun: [Crocodile.]

Fu Qinian looked at the message with a silent expression.

I opened the chat box with Anchen, typed in some words and deleted them, repeating this process several times.

*

In the next few days, Fu Qianxun would call and text him every day, but An Chen felt weird every time.

Even someone as slow-witted as Anchen could feel that something was wrong with his second brother's mood?

I heard that too much work can make people irritable and in a bad mood.

An Chen thought about his pension. His second brother was indirectly helping him make money, which was quite hard work.

On the day he figured it out, An Chen took the initiative to send a message to Fu Qianxun: [Second brother, you’ve worked hard, keep it up.]

This was the first time that An Chen took the initiative to send a message to Fu Qianxun since 'confirming their relationship'.

When Fu Qianxun saw it, he was immediately moved.

I know that An An has him in her heart.

A week after returning home, An Chen finally removed the plaster on his leg.

Looking at my legs that can move freely again.

An Chen kind of missed the time when someone would push him wherever he went.

Unfortunately, the crocodile eggs at home have not hatched yet. My eldest brother said it will take at least three months.

On the third day after her leg injury healed, Sister Shuli was about to prepare for the filming of the milk commercial that she had previously arranged.

Butler Wang packed An Chen's suitcase, gave him many instructions, and asked Wang Cheng to take him to the airport.

Another artist brought by Shu Li participated in a talent show and is currently in closed training, preparing for the next stage performance.

It just so happened that she had time to take Anchen with her these days.

In the past, An Chen acted like a spoiled brat, which made her worry a lot. Now, An Chen is so calm and composed that she also worries a lot, fearing that he will be bullied.

Shu Li just thought it was the sequelae of love-brain and heartbreak.

It's good. It's better than following others every day, humiliating myself and torturing others like before.

I just didn't expect that a broken heart could be so powerful and could change a person's personality so drastically.

"This time we are going to the original ecological breeding ground of Ruixi Milk. You may experience altitude sickness. If you feel uncomfortable, be sure to tell me. Don't hold it in like you did with your leg injury before."

After Shu Li came back, she learned that An Chen's original foot injury was not so serious, but he was injured again by Duan Xingyu and others, which aggravated his leg injury.

An Chen was chewing a popsicle in his hand and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Being a human being is sometimes comfortable. For example, when he was a capybara, Lao Lin would never feed him popsicles.

Even the watermelon that was often fed to him would be taken a bite by Lao Lin.

Shu Li looked at the popsicle in An Chen's hand and said, "I remember this is the second popsicle you've eaten today. Don't eat too much. Be careful not to catch a cold."

An Chen nodded: "Okay."

I took a big bite and it was so cool and comfortable.

After getting on the plane, An Chen just sat down.

Duan Xingyu suddenly appeared from behind, patted An Chen's shoulders with both hands, made a face, and said in a strange tone: "Surprise."

Their appearance did not scare An Chen, but instead frightened Shu Li.

My hand, which was about to put down the suitcase, slipped and I almost fell.

Shu Li steadied the suitcase in her hand and glanced at Duan Xingyu with disdain.

It was he who aggravated An Chen's leg injury before, and today he almost hit his own leg. I don't know how his agent managed him, as he has such an unstable personality.

Duan Xingyu's agent Qiu Wei, who was sitting not far away, once again felt the disdainful look.

Looking out the plane window silently.

It doesn't matter, he has long been accustomed to this kind of shameful life.

That's not right. You look down on our Duan Xingyu, but how good was your own An Chen?

The two of them are equally matched.

So, glare back.

An Chen looked at the popsicle that fell to the ground with a dazed look, and then looked at Duan Xingyu with a bit of disgust.

Duan Xingyu saw this and said with a wronged expression: "Dad, do you dislike me?"

An Chen nodded and said honestly: "Yeah, I dislike it."

Duan Xingyu covered his chest, looking seriously injured.

Fang Kecheng appeared from behind him, patted his shoulder lightly, and said with a malicious smile: "Why don't you call me dad? I won't mind you."