Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

Wen Liang stood up from the bed and looked around.

He looked at the old butler again and swallowed his saliva. "Butler Liu, what are you talking about? Huo Wei's seventh day of death has just passed."

The old housekeeper just smiled without saying anything, and kept holding the medicated oil and asking Wen Liang to rub it. Wen Liang noticed that the temperature in the room had dropped again.

Huo Wei must be here.

Huo Wei's true form only appeared on the seventh day when the yin energy was at its strongest. Since then, although Wen Liang felt that he was everywhere, he never saw him again. It was as if some kind of restriction hindered him, so that he could only scare people in this illusory form.

It feels like no matter where you are, you are being watched all the time.

Wen Liang's psychological quality has been trained to be very strong, so this torture is nothing, especially since he knows that the ghost is a big boss.

So even though the old butler was saying scary things as if he was possessed, Wen Liang calmly grabbed the quilt and argued:

"Then tell Huo Wei that what he did was wrong. The dead cannot be resurrected. Let him go in peace. I will avenge him for any grudges he has."

The old butler held a tray in his hand and repeated, answering the question irrelevantly:

"Mr. Huo asked you to apply the medicated oil and eat well. Madam, let me apply it on you."

The smile on the corners of his mouth was as strange as if it was painted, and his pupils were dark and lifeless, which was very creepy.

Wen Liang knew that the old housekeeper was probably being controlled. It was useless for him to say anything. He could only kneel down from the bed helplessly and grab the ointment: "I'll apply it myself, you go."

The old housekeeper refused to leave and stood motionless beside the bed, insisting on seeing Wen Liang apply the medicine with his own eyes.

Wen Liang was so angry that he grabbed the quilt and wrapped himself tightly. He stayed in the quilt for a long time and secretly turned on the phone with the SIM card removed.

As expected, the screen was full of unread messages from that pervert. Wen Liang read them one by one to kill time. Every sentence was filled with the words "I miss you".

Baby, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much, I miss you so much...

"Unknown number": Why haven't you been out lately? I want to see you, want to hear you talk, just one word.

「Unknown number」: Why don’t you reply me? Maybe your phone is turned off again.

"Strange Number": Baby, I'm dying

"Unknown number": I am dying of lovesickness. I haven't heard from you for five days, twelve hours and six minutes...

「Unknown number」: It doesn’t matter, it’s okay if you ignore me

「Unknown number」: I’m coming to find you

Wen Liang got goosebumps all over his body. He deleted all the text messages one by one and asked 886 if there was any way to find out who this pervert was.

【886: Didn’t he say he was coming to see you? You’ll know soon.】

Perhaps because of too many troubles, Wen Liang shook his head indifferently. He opened WeChat and clicked Ning Zhuo on the few contacts screen. Looking at the blank chat screen, he sent a message.

"Lin Mo": Boss Ning, I want to order a bouquet of flowers

After clicking send, Wen Liang looked at the network delay circle hovering in front of the message and threw his phone in frustration, cursing in his heart that Huo Wei was such a devil that he even cut off the network and couldn't even contact the only target he could reach now.

[886: What a familiar scene. I still remember that you were imprisoned by the boss in your first mission world, and no one responded to your calls. However, you didn’t have points to redeem and escape at that time. Now is not as good as before. You still have points left, so why worry?]

Wen Liang lifted the quilt. He didn't know when the old butler left, and he put the deceptive ointment aside without touching it.

[Wen Liang: I want to leave here, but I didn’t say I was afraid of Huo Wei. I want to go out and investigate the truth and find the protagonist to do the task. After I’m done, I have to come back to find the boss and brush up his taming value.]

The boy walked barefoot on the carpet, went to the balcony, and tried to open the balcony door.

Not blocked.

Wen Liang happily stepped onto the wooden floor and walked out, looking up at the sunlight above his head.

Some things have changed. After knowing that Huo Wei is the boss, finding out the cause of Huo Wei's death is no longer just a task.

This room is the one with the best sunlight in the entire villa. Even after noon, the balcony is still warm from the sunlight.

The shower in Lin Mo's original room could not be repaired, so the old housekeeper cleaned up this room and let Wen Liang move in.

It's right next to Huo Wei's room.

The boy's pajamas were thin and stuck to his skin, swaying in the breeze. His thin waist arched as he bent over and looked down.

The balcony on the second floor is about four meters from the ground. You can jump down from here and run for half an hour to reach the gate.

The young man paced back and forth on the warm wooden board with his bare white feet. Just as he raised his foot to step onto the railing to put his plan into practice, a chilly breath pierced the warm sunlight from his side, making Wen Liang shiver. With one foot on the ground, Wen Liang became unstable and was about to fall.

A cold arm grabbed Wen Liang's arm.

Wen Liang turned his head and saw Huo Wei leaning against the railing, looking at him sideways.

The man’s back was pale from the sunlight, and he looked even weaker than last time, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

"What are you doing?"

Wen Liang pulled his leg back and glanced at Huo Wei's arm. Perhaps because he had not bandaged it properly last time, the man's arm was still bleeding, and the messy white bandage could not stop the bleeding.

Wen Liang raised his eyes and looked directly at Huo Wei, "Suicide for love"

Huo Wei seemed to have heard something ridiculous, and a mocking smile appeared on his face. "Suicide for love? Are we in love?"

The young man suddenly took a step closer, and the smile on Huo Wei's lips disappeared instantly. His eyes were cold and clear, with a hint of wariness.

Seeing him like this, Wen Liang couldn't help but push further, and said with a smile: "We have been married for three years. Even if there is no love, we can still fall in love with each other over time. What do you think, husband?"

[Ding——Huo Wei’s taming value +50, current taming value 60]

The boy's face was close at hand, his bright eyes were like the sun on the horizon, and his long and thick eyelashes were the light from the sun.

But the eyes full of intimacy seemed to be frightened by something. Without waiting for him to speak, the boy retreated to a safe distance.

"I was just yelling nonsense, I was just yelling nonsense, don't get excited, husband is just a teasing term, I call others that when I'm joking."

[Ding——Huo Wei’s taming value -30, current taming value 30]

[Ding——Huo Wei’s taming value -10, current taming value 20]

[Ding——Huo Wei’s taming value -10, current taming value 10]

Wen Liang shut his mouth. He was afraid that the taming value would increase too much before explaining it, but now his eyes widened. The taming value can also decrease! ?

Before, Wen Liang couldn’t understand the boss’s train of thought, but after going through so many worlds, Wen Liang realized that this guy might be jealous.

Wen Liang crossed his arms and glared at Huo Wei angrily,

"Why, since you're dead, I can marry... and you have no right to interfere if I marry ten or eight more people. I can call anyone I want my husband to be!"

Huo Wei retracted his gaze, lowered his head and stared at his bleeding arm, and said in a light tone, "Who do you want to call, Huo Zian or Jiang Muyu? Or have you called both of them?"

Wen Liang's expression changed and he put down his hand. Why did Huo Wei say that? He only mentioned Huo Zian and Jiang Muyu. Does that mean his death was related to them?

Wen Liang leaned forward and said, "I've always wanted to ask you, how...how did you die?"

The man with his back to the sun turned his head, his black hair slightly brushed against his eyelashes by the wind. He raised his arm and stared at Wen Liang and said,

"Dismemberment and decapitation"

The gradually fading sun shines unstoppably on the man from the horizon, and the warm light is diluted into scarlet blood, wrapping the desolate man on the balcony in thick, inescapable blood.

Huo Wei's wrist was bleeding.

Not only the wrists, but also the neck and legs... blood flowed drop by drop and stream by stream, forming a pool of blood at the man's feet.

[Ding——Plot line +10, current plot line 10]