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

Before Xu Muzhe could respond, Lin Jianshen suddenly released him and smiled to the side.

"I know this sounds strange to you, but just forget about it."

After he finished speaking, Lin Jianshen called over a waiter and handed him the menu.

He was deliberately imitating Lin Yi'an's personality.

Only Lin Yi'an would do this: first launch a strong attack, then feign weakness, and once he gets what he wants, he doesn't cherish it, spending his life playing the field.

Only they treat Lin Yi'an like a treasure.

Lin Jianshen found it ironic.

Halfway through their meal, Xu Muzhe's phone, which was on the table, vibrated twice, as if someone had sent him a message.

Lin Jianshen looked up and saw the words "Xiao An" displayed on the screen.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness appearing in them.

The nickname given to Lin Yi'an was so intimate, but the only thing given to him was a cold three words—Lin Jianshen.

Despite having slept with him so many times and being thoroughly violated by Xu Muzhe, he was treated like a stranger in return.

"Why aren't you eating?" Xu Muzhe suddenly asked.

Lin Jianshen snapped out of his daze, wiped the gloom from his eyes, and smiled at Xu Muzhe.

"Aren't you going to reply to my messages?" Lin Jianshen's gaze fell on his phone, and he said, word by word, "You seem to be in a hurry."

Xu Muzhe raised his hand to pick up his phone. Lin Jianshen thought he was going to reply to a message, but the next second, he turned the phone over so that the screen was facing the desktop.

"Just some junk news," Xu Muzhe said coldly.

Lin Jianshen was taken aback, somewhat surprised.

He's already "dead," so why aren't they together yet?

Is Lin Yi'an still trying to hook Xu Muzhe without giving a definite answer?

Lin Jianshen raised his eyebrows and looked at Xu Muzhe with pity.

Well deserved.

After finishing their meal, Lin Jianshen went to pay the bill, while Xu Muzhe left the Japanese restaurant directly.

He had intended to flag down a taxi directly, but Lin Jianshen appeared beside him without his noticing and grabbed his arm.

"Are you leaving?"

Xu Muzhe frowned and said, "I've already eaten. Is there anything else?"

"Where do you live? I'll take you home."

"No need." Xu Muzhe forcefully pulled his hand back and said indifferently, "That's it. Let's not see each other again. You damaged my car, so this meal will make up for it."

After saying those words, Xu Muzhe left without a second thought.

Lin Jianshen stared at Xu Muzhe's back, muttering to himself.

"And what about me? You've ruined me like this, how are you going to make amends?"

*

After they parted ways that day, Lin Jianshen did not appear in front of Xu Muzhe for a whole week.

[Host, it's been a week, aren't you worried?]

Xu Muzhe was cleaning the apartment when he heard the system's words. He paused, then chuckled.

"He's not in a hurry, and neither am I."

There's no use in him being anxious.

He couldn't just go directly to Lin Jianshen; that would only deepen the misunderstanding and cause Lin Jianshen's hatred for him to grow wildly.

It's better to patiently wait for Lin Jianshen's next plan.

Xu Muzhe had just put the mop back in the bathroom when his phone, which was in the living room, suddenly rang.

He went over to take a look, and when he found it was an unfamiliar number, he couldn't help but smile.

"Look, he's come to see me."

The system clicked its tongue twice, knowing full well what was going on but saying nothing.

On the surface, she pretended to be calm, but in reality, she was missing Xiao Zhi terribly.

I've been keeping myself busy these past few days, mopping the floor over and over again, just to calm myself down.

Xu Muzhe took a deep breath and answered the phone.

His voice was detached and indifferent as he asked, "Who is it?"

Loud, jarring music came from the other end of the phone, and Xu Muzhe immediately frowned.

"It's me... Shen Duanchen... the one who hit your car a while ago..." Lin Jianshen spoke haltingly, as if he were drunk, "Do you remember me?"

"Where are you?" Xu Muzhe asked coldly in a low voice, "Why is it so noisy?"

"I'm at a bar..." Lin Jianshen said, "I feel so awful... I think I drank something weird..."

Xu Muzhe knew Lin Jianshen was acting, but he still couldn't remain calm after hearing those words.

He immediately grabbed his car keys and left the apartment.

"Which bar?"

Lin Jianshen told him the name of the bar, then asked in a slurred voice, "Are you coming to pick me up?"

"Okay, you stay here and wait for me. Don't go anywhere." Xu Muzhe emphasized, "If anyone tries to take you away, call the police. I'll be there soon."

"Ok, I will wait for you."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Muzhe arrived at the bar Lin Jianshen had mentioned in just fifteen minutes.

Inside, the place was brightly lit and filled with smoke, and Xu Muzhe's expression grew even colder.

He searched around and finally found Lin Jianshen in one of the booths.

After a week apart, Lin Jianshen had dyed his hair a new color—a vibrant and flamboyant red.

Lin Jianshen raised his head and smiled at Xu Muzhe.

"You're here," Lin Jianshen said with a smile. "I thought you were just trying to make me feel better."

Even in the dim light, Xu Muzhe could see the obvious flush on his cheeks, indicating that he had drunk quite a bit.

"How much did you drink?" Xu Muzhe reached out and pulled Lin Jianshen's arm. "Are you still sober?"

Taking advantage of Xu Muzhe's momentary lapse in attention, Lin Jianshen pulled him down and made him sit beside him.

"Will you drink with me?" He rested his chin on Xu Muzhe's shoulder, his eyes hazy yet alluring. "I'm so unhappy."

Xu Muzhe gently pushed him away, "Didn't you say you drank the wrong thing?"

"I was just kidding." Lin Jianshen winked at Xu Muzhe. "I was afraid you wouldn't come."

Anger flashed across Xu Muzhe's handsome face. He suddenly stood up and stared down at Lin Jianshen.

"Don't try to fool people with this kind of thing again. I don't have time to drink with you. Please have some self-respect."

Lin Jianshen raised his hand and grabbed Xu Muzhe's sleeve, his beautiful eyes filled with tears, as if he was about to cry.

"Are you going to abandon me too?"

Xu Muzhe's expression changed slightly. "What do you mean?"

Lin Jianshen suddenly let go of her hand, his expression becoming listless.

"You can go now. I'm so sorry to bother you so late."

Lin Jianshen picked up his wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

At that moment, the sofa sank to one side, and he smelled the natural fragrance emanating from Xu Muzhe.

"I can't drink and drive, I'll have to take you home later."

Lin Jianshen curled the corners of his lips slightly.

[Congratulations, host. Your corruption level has decreased by 2%. The current target's corruption level is now 97%.]