How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

Song Wenjing has this kind of confidence!

"System, heal his bones and don't worry about the external injuries."

[Why?] The system doesn't understand why the host hates this person, yet wants to save him? Has the host's conscience changed? That's unlikely, right?

Song Wenjing said with gentle eyes: "He... never keeps useless people around. This kid might be doing something for An An. I can't just ignore him!"

When his thoughts returned, Song Wenjing remembered that An An must have important matters that required this person, otherwise how could this guy stay with An An?

Later he will find ways to replace this person's position.

[Ah! Okay!] It seems the host is not unaware of the villain's personality, but... when the villain acts in front of him, the host always ignores ●﹏●.

How could the person next to you not know what the other person’s personality is like?

After saying that, Song Wenjing took his clothes and left.

Yang Yi was a little confused. Who was he?

A minute after Song Wenjing left, he finally passed out in peace. If he had known, he wouldn't have come to find Qianyu. Woo woo woo, he regretted it.

I don’t know when this injury will heal. A month ago, he was injured and lay in bed for a month. What’s worse is that An didn’t even come to see him.

He knew, in fact, that his claim to be friends with An was just wishful thinking, as An had never admitted it. The only reason he could always stay by An's side was because of his medical skills.

Plus he's shameless!

After staying with An for a long time, others thought he was really An's friend. An never explained, perhaps he was too disdainful to explain.

If he hadn't relied on An in the first place, he would have been caught by that person. He didn't want to be a substitute, haha! What love, being nice to him is all fake! Fake!

Stand-in... he finds it disgusting!

Thinking about it, Yang Yi shed tears. Perhaps death is a kind of relief! Sin City is really a good place. How could that upright, selfless, and aboveboard policeman come here for him?

Haha! Maybe they are having dinner with their sweetheart or discussing the wonders of life in bed!

What is he...

The bar owner sighed and called someone to send Yang Yi to the hospital. They were all a bunch of idiots. The happiest thing now was that Song Wenjing had left.

He had already paid his salary to Song Wenjing's card. His current hope was not to have any connection with Song Wenjing. Even if they met, he would turn around and leave.

While Yang Yi was falling asleep, he felt a gentle breeze. He seemed to have returned to his innocent days, when he would be taught knowledge under the ginkgo tree and would gently touch his face.

How nice it would be if time could stop!

……

Song Wenjing was walking alone on the road. Suddenly, he felt someone following him. Song Wenjing said to the system with disgust:

"Can you tell who's behind this? Or how many people are there?"

"Okay, let the system check." The system tapped on the data pad a few times, then said, "Hello, it's the villain following you."

Sure enough, the villains in every world like the host's face. Is this the legendary two-way running?

The villain is like a pervert. He is obviously extremely possessive. If the host just reveals a little flesh, the villain will get angry and take off his clothes to let the host cover his body.

But he refuses to meet his host face to face, only daring to follow behind. What does this mean? Is he shy? How can a villain be shy?

Song Wenjing's eyes immediately became gentle and bright, "He must be afraid that others will cause trouble for me, so he came to protect me!"

Thinking of this, his steps became a little lighter.

Since his wife didn't want to meet him now, he would just find a time to meet her. He would definitely bring a bouquet of roses, hehehe...

An watched Song Wenjing arrive home, and then he felt relieved to go look for him. A moment later, a fat, bloody body collapsed in the alley, no longer breathing.

An held a small, sharp knife in his hand and looked coldly at the people who were screaming in fear. The looks of these people were the most annoying.

"Who...are you? What are you going to do? Do you know who I am?"

"Let me go, I'm not someone you can mess with."

"Ah!" The man's hand was chopped off by the knife. An didn't say anything, but just tortured them to death like a madman.

Damn it all! Damn it all!

The smell of blood filled the air, and passersby quickly left.

……

In the middle of the night, there was a slight sound coming from the window. Song Wenjing opened his eyes in the darkness and lay motionless as if he had fallen asleep!

"System, who's here?" Could the bar patrons have found his address? Young people these days! They're so bold.

The system checked, its body a little stiff, and said: [Host, your wife climbed in through the window in the middle of the night.] It turned out to be a villain!

"That's so dangerous!" Song Wenjing looked worried and wanted to get up and lecture the villain. If he wanted to see him, he could just come in through the front door. Why climb through the window? It was too dangerous.

The system saw the villain's eyes, which were like cold blades, filled with displeasure and murderous intent. "Host, you should worry about your life!"

[Why do I feel like the villain is here to kill you? He's holding a knife, his eyes filled with murderous intent, as if he wants to eat you alive. How terrifying!]

"You... please don't move. We'll see what happens. If that doesn't work, we'll just use drugs to knock the villain unconscious." The system consoled Song Wenjing.

"Uh... okay!" Song Wenjing closed his eyes and pretended nothing happened. The next second he couldn't help but retort: ​​"An An won't kill me!"

Why did An An come to see him? Did she want to see his beauty?

system:[…….]

The host's love brain has struck again!

An opened the window and walked in carefully. He didn't know why he came to this person's room, but when he thought of what had just happened, he inexplicably felt a murderous aura in his heart.

He hated the sight of others staring at his prey, hated the way they could look at him so openly and unscrupulously. He could only be like a rat in a gutter, silently watching the gods in the dark of night!

When An saw Song Wenjing dancing, what he thought in his mind was to lock Song Wenjing in a dark cage and only let him dance in front of him!

No... he wanted to build a gorgeous golden cage for him, so that it would be worthy of his status!

Thinking of this, An stared at the sleeping Song Wenjing with an obsessed look. He only knew his name after asking the owner of the bar.

Song Wenjing...Song Wenjing...sounds so nice!

An carefully took out the handkerchief with the sleeping pills and gently covered Song Wenjing's nose.

The system frantically jumped around in Song Wenjing's mind: [Host... Host... Ahhh! He's coming over. Oh my god, the villain is right next to your bed, staring at your face with an obsessive look.]

[Host, don't move. Don't move.] The system is afraid that if the host moves, the villain will immediately chop the host's neck with the knife in his hand.