Quick Wear: The Cold Villain is Powerfully Loved by the Host

Besides, Bai Yanqi has lived for so long that he actually lacks nothing materially.

Even if there are things he wanted but didn't get as a child, he either no longer cares about them or has fully compensated for his childhood regrets after he grew up and became capable.

But he knew that his heart was barren and lacking, with only endless darkness and not a trace of warmth.

Looking at Min Zhize's superior face, even the dumbest person would realize at this moment what kind of feelings he has for him.

But Bai Yanqi had no intention of paying any attention to the other party.

In this world, you don’t have to get what you desire in return.

He had known this very well since he was a child.

So he could not give any response to Min Zhize's feelings.

Min Zhize just pretended that the other party didn't feel it, which also meant that he hadn't done well enough and the other party still couldn't sense his surging emotions.

His injury healed very slowly.

When someone knocked on Bai Yanqi's door, a trace of visible annoyance flashed across his face.

Being interrupted during the planned time made him feel that things were out of his control.

Although the annoyance was not directed at Min Zhize, the latter saw through it at a glance.

However, the man in the wheelchair stood straight, and when he looked at Bai Yanqi, his eyes seemed to be filled with sparkling spring water shrouded in the sun.

Bai Yanqi's emotion disappeared instantly, but his tone remained as cold as ever, "What's the matter?"

Min Zhize pointed to the restaurant and said, "Let's eat."

Bai Yanqi did not refuse him this time.

An indifferent person always makes the atmosphere dull.

Min Zhize seemed not to notice and watched the person opposite him eat with a smile on his face.

Bai Yanqi's table manners were incredibly good; he would even pick up food from the plate in front of him.

When Min Zhize saw this, he pursed his lips in dissatisfaction.

He pushed the plate in front of him a little closer, "Try this."

Bai Yanqi didn't have the habit of talking while eating, but he still picked up two pieces of food from the dish out of courtesy.

This action alone made Min Zhize smile with satisfaction.

Bai Yanqi felt like he had obtained the most novel toy, and he couldn't help but feel curious and have an indescribable interest in himself.

He also doesn't know what true love is.

He doesn't take these feelings to heart.

After warning himself like this, he turned around and subconsciously lowered the tone of his voice.

This boring and simple life repeated for three hundred days.

During these three hundred days, Min Zhize never spent the night outside, and even came back on time for dinner every day.

If he is really busy, he will finish his meal in a hurry before leaving.

It was visibly apparent that Bai Yanqi was no longer as cold as before.

I would even take the initiative to chat with him.

Almost everything has gradually become a habit.

As spring goes and autumn comes, the trees in the yard have sprouted.

I thought that was enough.

But God will not avoid the conflicts between them just because they open their hearts.

When the door was pushed open from the outside, Bai Yanqi was sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

Top-quality black tea exudes a mellow aroma.

The woman at the door looked very superior, and even the gold and silver jewelry she wore could not hide her arrogant attitude.

She glanced at Bai Yanqi coldly and sneered, "I thought he had finally come to his senses, but it turns out there's a gigolo hidden at home."

As he spoke he walked in.

The bodyguard at the door wanted to say something but stopped himself. Finally, he looked at Bai Yanqi helplessly, turned around and started to act like a wooden stake again.

Bai Yanqi didn't have any extra emotions towards others, so even if the other party had a somewhat domineering attitude, he would not give any response.

He simply placed the teacup in his hand gently on the table. His cold eyes seemed to be filled with ice. He raised his head slightly and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Min hasn't come back yet. If you have anything, just call him directly."

The woman sat on the sofa in a familiar manner. Bai Yanqi could tell at a glance that something had happened to her face, even though her age was unrecognizable.

However, everyone loves beauty, and he has no other thoughts about it.

"I am Min Zhize's fiancée."

These words made Bai Yanqi's heart tremble slightly, and his brows wrinkled slightly without him even realizing it.

However, he wasn't particularly interested in understanding these matters. He still stood up and said calmly, "Congratulations."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Even he himself didn't know how much true meaning there was in the two words he just said.

He didn't know what was going on behind the sinking feeling in his heart.

His actions were very different from his usual trajectory. He returned to his study and seemed to have lost interest in the books he usually read with fascination.

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As soon as Min Zhize came back, the bodyguard at the door seemed to have seen a savior. He immediately walked over, bent down and whispered something to him.

After hearing this, Min Zhize waved his hand calmly.

Show that you know.

He seemed to have some impression of that character, but it was also the mess of his useless father.

He never used marriage to consolidate his position.

He knocked gently on the study door.

At the third sound, he was pulled away from the inside.

Bai Yanqi stood in front of the wheelchair, and because the distance was quite close, he was almost looking down on her.

Min Zhize did not hide his obsessed gaze, and subconsciously reached out to pull the other person's porcelain-white fingertips.

The latter did not hide, but said with a hint of sarcasm, "Yo, you came back to find a pretty boy."

Min Zhize's face turned pale for a moment, and he asked softly, "Did she say that to you today?"

The movements of his hands never stopped for a moment.

He reached out and gently placed his hand on the other person's wrist, which was a little cold.

Bai Yanqi grabbed the other person's fingertips with his backhand, then slowly squatted down.

The meticulous coat had a slight wrinkle due to the movement.

This was something he had hardly ever done before.

When their fingertips touched, both of them could deeply feel the other's body temperature slowly rising.