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

Fu Qianxun sat on the sofa in the VIP lounge waiting room of the airport.

Her legs were crossed, one hand casually placed on her knee, and the other hand resting on the armrest of the sofa next to her.

A light grey casual suit fully displayed his noble and ascetic temperament.

The eyebrows are as dark as distant black, the lips are thin, the chin is slightly retracted, and the pair of originally black and deep pupils are closed as he rests.

Such a face with sharp edges and features that look like those carefully carved by a sculptor is a visual feast for those who love beauty.

In the VIP lounge, many girls couldn't help blushing when they saw his appearance.

Some brave ones even stepped forward to ask for Fu Qianxun's contact information, but they were all blocked by Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan is very experienced in dealing with such adventurous people.

Mr. Fu didn't say anything. When he sat there, he looked dignified and elegant, like a nobleman who walked out of a painting.

Coupled with his aura of a successful person and his aggressive looks, not only does he attract the attention of women, he often gets men coming up to him to confess their love.

And all this work of blocking people was done by Lin Yuan.

Sometimes there were so many people harassing him that Lin Yuan wanted to hang a "Do Not Disturb" sign around his neck.

Fu Qianxun slowly opened his narrow peach blossom eyes, with a hint of deep longing in his eyes, and said in a leisurely voice: "Lin Yuan, how long has it been since I last saw An An?"

Lin Yuan said: "58 minutes."

Fu Qianxun: "Only 58 minutes? Why does it feel like a century has passed?"

Fu Qianxun closed his eyes and rested again, but opened them again in less than three seconds. He asked with a face full of resentment, "I miss An An. I've been away from him for 58 minutes, and I don't know if An An misses me."

I just politely rejected a girl who came forward, and when I turned around, I heard the words of my own president who was in love.

Lin Yuan closed his eyes, then put on a professional smile and said, "Boss Fu, you have asked the same question 12 times in the past hour."

Repeat it once every five minutes, which is more punctual than an alarm clock.

Alas, those who came forward to confess their love probably only saw Mr. Fu’s appearance.

He is handsome, rich and capable.

But little did they know that beneath this beautiful appearance, there was a love-brained brain, and it was an advanced stage of it.

Fu Qianxun glanced at Lin Yuan and said, "I suspect you are scolding me."

Lin Yuan said with a smile: "How is that possible?"

Fu Qianxun said: "Yes, you are cursing with your face, and your cursing is very dirty."

Just like Lin Yuan understood his own CEO, Lin Yuan had followed Fu Qianxun for many years and understood him in the same way.

Lin Yuan adjusted his glasses and changed the subject: "Mr. Fu, how do we deal with that person later?"

Fu Qianxun knew he was referring to Jiang Zhong.

He changed to a sideways position and said leisurely, "Let's hang him for two days. If no one finds him tomorrow and he's not dead, we'll let him go."

Every time Fu Qianxun thought of the rocky cliff more than ten meters high below the forest, he felt scared.

An An was lucky this time as she happened to hang on the tree branch. If she had fallen down, the consequences would have been disastrous.

Thinking of this possibility, I wanted to kill him. Hanging him for two days was really too easy for him.

*

Jiang Zhong was hung on the edge of the cliff.

With a rag stuffed in his mouth, he couldn't make a sound. After being blown by the night wind all night, his face skin became much drier, and even the corners of his mouth were chapped and bleeding.

After being hung for so long, he was now just exhausted and wanted to escape from here.

I heard people talking and laughing from above. It was the flower-picking workers who were going to the greenhouse to pick flowers.

Jiang Zhong sobbed excitedly. Finally, someone came.

He was going to be saved, he was finally going to be saved.

Who could understand the suffering he endured when he thought about how he had been hanging in this dark and cold place for a whole night?

God still has mercy on him.

Fu Qianxun, An Chen, when I escape from here, you will be killed.

Listening to the voices of those people chatting gradually fade away.

Jiang Zhong was anxious. Why didn't these people come to rescue him?

Didn't you hear someone shouting 'Help'?

"woo woo woo woo……"

Shit, remembering that there was a rag stuffed in his mouth, he couldn’t make any sound.

The stench of the rag blinded his nose and filled his mouth with a sour smell.

Jiang Zhong shouted loudly, hoping to be discovered, even if he could only make a "woohoo" sound.

Unfortunately, until the sounds of people chatting and laughing disappeared on the road, no one noticed Jiang Zhong's whimpering.

I was so angry that I cursed Fu Qianxun and An Chen in my heart.

The sun gradually rose, making people dizzy and their strength was constantly drained away.

There is a rope tied around my wrist, and I am always hanging there. I can tell without even looking that my wrist is suffering from skin abrasion. The slightest movement causes piercing pain.

In the end, Jiang Zhong even lost the mood and courage to curse.

Now he just wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible.

As long as he could get him away from here, he would never bother An Chen again and would never think of taking revenge on Fu Qianxun again.

Jiang Zhong now only wants to leave here safely.

*

It was just time for everyone to get up early and gather, and Director Fan pushed An Chen to appear in front of the other guests.

When Duan Xingyu saw An Chen coming back, he took two or three steps forward and took it from Director Fan's hand, then pushed the cart forward.

"Anchen, why did you come back so soon? Did the director force you to come back?"

Director Fan said unhappily, "I'm still standing here. Can you please step away when someone says something bad about me?"

Duan Xingyu shrugged and said, "I thought Director Fan, you were used to this kind of thing."

Director Fan was too lazy to argue with Duan Xingyu.

When others saw An Chen coming back, they all came forward to ask about his health.

An Chen told him what the doctor said, that it would take about a week to recover, and during that time he should try not to walk with this leg.

Su Huachen said in a gentle voice: "Those who survive a great disaster will surely have good fortune in the future. Everything will be fine for you in the future."

He Yanshu put one hand in his pocket, narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and said, "Not bad."

Fang Kecheng comforted him, "The police have already started investigating, and the truth will soon come out. Some people will be punished soon."

Everyone was happy that An Chen came back safely.

Except Sun Yongming.

He felt extremely uncomfortable when he saw those people surrounding An Chen as soon as they saw him come back.

He snorted twice, but ultimately said nothing.

Feng Qingyue looked at Sun Yongming and asked, "Teacher Sun, you keep humming. Are you feeling unwell?"

Sun Yongming looked at him unhappily and said, "It's none of your business."

Feng Qingyue stepped forward and approached him and asked, "I heard from the director team that Jiang Zhong was not seen when I woke up this morning. Do you know where he went?"

Sun Yongming snorted, "How should I know?"