Shock! The male protagonist has turned dark again, the host should pamper him

When Lin Jianshen saw Xu Muzhe's reaction, he felt a strange sense of pleasure.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly, feigning ignorance as he looked at Xu Muzhe.

"What did you say?" Lin Jianshen gritted his teeth, almost uttering each word clearly: "What Jianshen?"

Xu Muzhe grabbed Lin Jianshen's wrist with an agitated expression, "You're Jianshen, aren't you? Since you're still alive, why don't you go home? Do you know how I..."

Lin Jianshen's gaze turned cold. He pulled his hand away and said with a half-smile, "Have you mistaken me for someone else? My name isn't Jianshen. I'm Shen Duanchen. I gave you my father's business card today. Have you forgotten?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Muzhe paused slightly, a hint of disappointment appearing in his eyes.

"Isn't it progressive?"

Seeing Xu Muzhe's dejected appearance, Lin Jianshen felt extremely gloomy.

Weren't they sending someone to kill him?

Why act so sad? Who are you trying to impress? Don't you feel disgusted with yourself?

A moment later, Xu Muzhe's expression returned to calm, and there was no longer any other emotion in his eyes.

"Sorry, I mistook you for someone else." Xu Muzhe carefully examined Lin Jiangshen, seemingly sighing, and whispered, "The lower half of his face doesn't look like him."

Lin Jianshen naturally heard the second half of Xu Muzhe's sentence, and his hands hanging at his sides quietly clenched.

Of course it doesn't look like it.

Thanks to Xu Muzhe, half of his face was ruined, forcing him to undergo plastic surgery.

Fortunately, he regained his memory; otherwise, he would have forgotten his enemy and would never have been able to avenge himself.

Sure enough, even Heaven couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't tolerate Xu Muzhe continuing to roam free.

Lin Jianshen suppressed his anger and smiled at Xu Muzhe.

"This deepening sound like someone very important to you. Is he/she missing?"

Xu Muzhe's personality turned cold and aloof again, as if he was unwilling to talk to Lin Jianshen any longer, and he turned to leave.

Lin Jianshen was not about to let him go so easily, so he stepped forward and grabbed the other man's arm.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked so many questions. Let me treat you to a meal; I feel really bad about hitting your car."

Xu Muzhe lowered his eyes and stared at Lin Jianshen's face, his expression somewhat moved, and nodded.

"I only have one hour."

"Okay," Lin Jianshen said happily.

Xu Muzhe's car had already been sent for repairs, so he got into Lin Jianshen's car.

He turned his head to observe Lin Jianshen's face, his gaze intense, as if trying to find a flaw in his expression.

Lin Jianshen gripped the steering wheel tightly, then smiled.

"Is there something on my face?" Lin Jianshen paused, deliberately probing, "Or are you thinking about that person again?"

"Sorry." Xu Muzhe looked away.

After a long while, Xu Muzhe slowly said, "You guys are not like him. He doesn't like to talk and doesn't like to get close to people."

Lin Jianshen's eyes turned cold.

Everyone disliked him, so of course he didn't want to talk, afraid that whatever he said would be wrong.

Xu Muzhe is the same.

He was never allowed to make a sound in bed.

His voice was different from Lin Yi'an's. Whenever he made a sound involuntarily, Xu Muzhe would suddenly turn cold and leave him alone on the bed.

Xu Muzhe said to him at the time, "You should act more convincingly. Can't you even learn this? Then why are we still together?"

But Lin Jianshen began to deliberately imitate Lin Yi'an in order to keep Xu Muzhe.

Xu Muzhe was still unhappy, calling him a lowly counterfeit.

What did he do wrong? Why does everyone like Lin Yi'an?

Why can't we just be a little nicer to him?

"Speed," Xu Muzhe suddenly said, "Too fast, be careful not to rear-end the car in front."

Lin Jianshen came to his senses and reduced his speed.

Half an hour later, their car stopped in front of a Japanese restaurant.

Xu Muzhe frowned as he looked out the car window at the Japanese restaurant. "Why did you choose this place?"

Previously, he would come to this restaurant to eat every time he and Lin Jianshen finished at the hotel.

Since the hotel was nearby, he didn't bother to book a restaurant.

"What? You don't like it?" Lin Jianshen asked back.

"No, this is fine." Xu Muzhe immediately got out of the car.

Lin Jianshen sneered and followed him down.

As they entered the store, a waiter recognized them and came over to greet them with a smile.

"It's been a long time since you've been here. Is it the same spot as before?"

Xu Muzhe's expression wasn't good. He opened his mouth as if to explain, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"Ah."

"There aren't many people today, and there are still seats available. Please follow me."

The two were seated by the window on the second floor, arranged by the waiter.

Lin Jianshen propped his face up with his hand, feigning curiosity, and said, "It's really strange. Just how similar do I look to that person that he can mistake me for him?"

Xu Muzhe didn't say anything, and looked down at the menu.

Lin Jianshen continued, "Judging from what the waiter said, you two wouldn't happen to be lovers, would you?"

Xu Muzhe suddenly put down the menu and stared at Lin Jianshen expressionlessly.

"Mr. Shen, please don't pry into my privacy, okay?"

Lin Jianshen pursed his lips. "Fine, I was just curious. After all, it's the first time someone has mistaken me for someone else. If you don't like me asking, I won't."

Xu Muzhe's expression softened, and he closed the menu.

"You order, I don't have any dietary restrictions."

"How can that be? You are a guest."

Xu Muzhe stared at him quietly, without intending to open the menu.

"Okay, I'll have some then."

Lin Jianshen ordered a lot of food at once, afraid that the two of them wouldn't have enough to eat.

Seeing that he was still ticking boxes on the menu, Xu Muzhe reached out and pressed down on his hand that was holding the pencil.

"No need to order anymore, I'm not very hungry."

Lin Jianshen raised his eyes and suddenly grasped Xu Muzhe's hand in return.

Xu Muzhe frowned, trying to pull his hand back, but Lin Jianshen gripped it even tighter.

"you..."

Lin Jianshen interrupted him, "To be honest, I actually fell in love with you at first sight, and I want to pursue you."