I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

When he arrived downstairs at the apartment building, Jun Qing's hair was disheveled and his clothes were tattered.

The corners of the eyes were red, the cheekbones were swollen, and blood was oozing from the corners of the mouth.

Ye Zhao, who was returning by car, took a casual glance and was almost frightened.

I looked closely at the clothes he was wearing and remembered that this was the one Jun Qing was wearing today.

Feeling a little uneasy, Ye Zhao looked towards the driver's seat and said, "Uncle Nan, stop the car."

Uncle Nan responded.

The car stopped next to the flower bed. Ye Zhao pushed the door open and got out, then closed the door with a bang.

"Jun Qing?"

As he walked towards Jun Qing, he opened his eyes wide to confirm.

"Zhao Zhao, wuwuwu..."

Jun Qing heard his voice and then saw him.

In less than three seconds, she threw herself into Ye Zhao's arms like a tortured young wife.

She put her arms around Ye Zhao's swan-like neck and rubbed her straight nose against his soft skin.

The voice was so sad and miserable, so pitiful.

Smelling the unique bitter orange scent on Ye Zhao, Jun Qing's expression was filled with beauty.

His crying became even more sorrowful.

It's a scene that makes anyone who sees it feel distressed and anyone who hears it cry.

I finally found an opportunity to spend time with my wife and I was so happy.

"Speak up, who hit you?"

Ye Zhao tried to push him away, but failed, so he had to give up.

Jun Qing blinked, a tear hanging from the corner of her eye. She raised her head and stared at him, "I don't know what happened to Luosang. She called me to the bar and said some nonsense and bad things about you, Zhao Zhao."

"Huh?" Ye Zhao felt guilty and angry. He pulled him away with an unsettled energy. "What does this have to do with me?"

Just stick to the point, don't hug or pull anything.

"That's right, I refused to agree. Mainly because I was worried that he would do something bad to Zhao Zhao, so I refused. Little did I know that I would anger Luo Sang, and Luo Sang beat me up."

Jun Qing sobbed and put her bruised face closer to Ye Zhao, "I was alone, weak and couldn't fight him at all. He beat me so hard. Husband, you have to make the decision for me. You have to look at the owner when beating a dog."

No, are you so sure about your positioning?

Besides, you are the protagonist, it would be impossible for you to beat them.

Seeing that he was bleeding, Ye Zhao had to admit, even though he didn't want to, that he was indeed implicated.

Anger immediately welled up in his heart, "How dare you say that to me? Luosang has gone too far. I must teach him a lesson."

Stop him quickly!

He is a scumbag who can only talk nonsense, how can he really fight?

"Hubby, don't go. We are civilized people. We are magnanimous and won't argue with him." Jun Qing hugged him quickly, emitting the aura of a holy father.

Zhao Zhao cares about him, Zhao Zhao is the best.

He automatically ignored the first half of the sentence.

Ye Zhao had never felt at this moment that he was so considerate.

She squeezed his hand, "You are so kind."

Luosang is such a scoundrel. How could he hit someone he likes?

This person can't be a good match for the protagonist, so just go away.

"Hubby, you are so good to me and always think of me." Jun Qing leaned weakly on Ye Zhao's shoulder, feeling relieved.

Fortunately, he didn't go, otherwise Zhao Zhao would have found out that Luosang was more seriously injured than him, and who knows who he would have felt sorry for.

"That's not the case." Ye Zhao spoke from the heart, "It's just that you are barely mine. If he hits you, it's like hitting me in the face."

I must talk to Luosang about it someday.

"Ouch, it hurts."

Jun Qing pulled the wound at the corner of his mouth, put his arms around Ye Zhao's slender waist, leaned his head on his shoulder, and looked very happy.

Ye Zhao couldn't see it, but facing the weak and unable to take care of himself protagonist, he felt very pity for him and helped him in.

"You guys are finally back. I've been waiting for you for so long."

Sitting on the sofa in the living room was a graceful and elegant woman.

Short hair, emerald earrings, emerald necklace.

A green haute couture dress perfectly shows off her figure.

There was a cup of black tea on the coffee table, with red lip prints on the wall of the cup. It was obvious that she had been there for a while.

All the servants stood in a row, silent as a mouse.

When Ye Zhao saw her, he immediately kept his distance from Jun Qing.

"mom."

Adjust the expression on your face and restore your aloof and dignified appearance in front of others.

What the hell!

Isn't this the evil mother-in-law in the story who tortures the protagonist whenever she gets the chance?

It is said that she has always looked down on the protagonist, thinking that he is not worthy of her son.

In the story, the protagonist suffered a lot. What is puzzling is that the protagonist did not take revenge on her even after he turned evil in the later period.

Instead, she experienced the pain of losing her son and fell ill.

"Mom." Jun Qing smiled sweetly, and clenched her hands nervously at her sides.

Madam Ye's face was long, "Is that something you can call me?"

Jun Qing looked lost and quickly changed his words, "Mrs. Ye."

With a cold snort, Madam Ye clasped her arms and tapped them with her fingertips.

"What were you doing arguing with each other earlier?" Her eyes were sharp as knives, and she pointed at Jun Qing. "How can you be a daughter-in-law? Why don't you kneel before your mother-in-law?"

Jun Qing was aggrieved, "Mrs. Ye, I was wrong."

Pretend to kneel down on both knees at the entrance.

"Then stand still." Madam Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him. She looked at Ye Zhao with the opposite attitude, kind and amiable. "Zhao Zhao, come here and let mommy hug you."

Ye Zhao changed his shoes before going over. He didn't hug her, but sat next to her.

"Mom, I'm grown up now. There's no need."

Madam Ye wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes. "No matter how old you are, you are still my son. Besides, we haven't seen each other for so long. What's wrong with a hug?"

Ye Zhao had a numb expression on his face. "You spend every day playing cards, shopping, and traveling. You're so happy that you don't want to leave."

What I haven't said yet is that I'm bored so I can tease Jun Qing.

It would be boring to come here now.

Seeing him expose her, Mrs. Ye coughed twice softly.

He quickly found a legitimate reason, "No, I'm just worried that you're not doing well out there. Jun Qing is careless and useless, and can't take good care of you."

Ye Zhao didn't comment. "There are servants."

Madam Ye gave Jun Qing a pointed look, "What's the daughter-in-law for? The daughter-in-law is the one who should serve you well."

You can't say that. He has hands and feet. He is not disabled and cannot take care of himself.

"Jun Qing, am I wrong?"

Mrs. Ye suddenly questioned Jun Qing.

Jun Qing changed his shoes and stood there obediently, "Mrs. Ye is right."

It would be best if he could take care of everything for Zhao Zhao: cooking, washing clothes, bathing, warming the bed...

Especially the last one. Ever since there was no one watching them last time, they had been sleeping in separate rooms. He hadn't been able to share a bed with Zhao Zhao for a long time. He was so sad...

"Look." Mrs. Ye looked righteous and confident.

Ye Zhao held his forehead, "Actually, Jun Qing did a pretty good job."

"It's just okay, but it's not excellent." Mrs. Ye disapproved. She touched the table with her finger and gently blew away the non-existent dust. Her expression and tone were as exaggerated as they could be. "There was so much dust and the floor was so slippery. I almost fell."

Actually not.

This didn't stop her from finding fault. She selectively ignored Jun Qing's injuries and bossed him around. "Why don't you clean up quickly? You're really failing in every aspect. I want to see you finish within an hour."

As he said that, he pulled Ye Zhao upstairs to greet him.