When the scumbag saves the love-brain villain

Chang Yi seemed to be trying to brainwash Bian Shaoyu+｜Xi<>Zheng, constantly whispering in Bian Shao's ear how happy they would be if they got married.

"You like to play, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether you go to the bar or go racing, I will not interfere with your life, as long as you let me accompany you..." Chang's old-fashioned even broke the rules for him.

"But my father said that my family only wants a married young master." Bian Shao said listlessly.

This requirement is too strict, and it is an insult to a self-respecting 1.

But Chang Yi was only silent for a few seconds, and then said: "I can, but I have to discuss it with my parents first..." This is a matter between two families, and sometimes he can't make the decision.

Having said that, Chang Yi's concession to him has already exceeded everyone's expectations.

Bian Shao's brows became more and more tight, and in the end he didn't make excuses, but still mustered up the courage to show his cards to others: "You have said so many wonderful futures, but have you ever thought about whether I like you or not?"

"You want to satisfy all my dissatisfaction with this marriage, but have you ever thought that all my dissatisfaction stems from my dislike of you?"

"……"silence.

Just when Bian Shao thought that the other party was going to realize everything, the other party's voice was low but still firm: "But, you promised me that if I become the top [-] richest man..."

Bian Shao suddenly became weak, and he whispered: "I, I regret it, can't I?"

"There is no regret medicine in the world." Chang Yi said almost coldly, ruthlessly, "I have already told my parents about the marriage, and your parents also know about it. There is no room for turning around this matter."

After speaking, he simply hung up the phone.

Bian Shao: "Don't... hang up."

Only the busy tone answered him.

Bian Shao held back his anger, and dialed the phone back, but the other party refused to pick up the phone, so he could only drop the phone, shaking with anger.

What is this? The main character Gong just called to inform him that the wedding is coming

"Dididi—" Another call came.

Bian Shao looked at the mobile phone with a broken screen on the ground and regretted it again. He picked up the phone and replied in a good voice: "Father, I know why it's past ten o'clock. I'll be right back. I have something to ask you too. Don't be angry."

At the same time, the bedroom door opened slightly, revealing the cautious appearance of the black-haired young man. He stared at the screen of Bian Shao's cell phone that had been smashed into a spider web, a little surprised.

The sound of the mobile phone hitting the ground in the bedroom was too loud.

Bian Shao shook his hand, hung up the phone first, and then softly said to Xiao An: "It's almost twelve o'clock, my parents want me to go home."

"By the way, the outside of the rental house is too messy, you can't always live here," Bian Shao said, "and Grandma Ding has to be picked up, I don't know if she still lives with Ding Ting..."

And the thing about that nurse and Zimao...

The nurse should be the one who secretly replaced Xiao Dong and Xiao An, the true and false young masters, in the hospital.

Bian Shao wanted the beauty to return to his original fate, but he also thought that the beauty who did not lose his memory would not go to Xiao's house even though he knew his identity...

"Do you want to find your biological parents?" Bian Shao gently asked the black-haired young man in front of him.

Xiao An was stunned, he didn't expect him to ask these things suddenly, after a long time, he shook his head: "I don't want it, my biological parents are not that important to me, my relatives are only grandma Ding, I just want grandma and you gone."

He used to look forward to finding his biological parents, but this enthusiasm gradually faded away with the passage of time.

Blood ties don't mean that much to him, nor does he feel sad about it.

It's just that he wanted to get Bian Shao's attention, so he lowered his eyes to make a pitiful expression.

"Do you remember Grandma Ding?" Bian Shao didn't comfort him, but noticed this bug, and he was quite surprised.

Xiao An's eyelids trembled: "Yes, I vaguely remember a little... She is very important to me."

Bian Shao frowned.

Xiao An's heart trembled, he stroked his forehead, and was about to make a painful expression to avoid Bian Shao's questioning, but Bian Shao sighed again: "You remember Grandma Ding, and you also remember that I am your boyfriend...then I It's definitely important."

"Oh, great charm, even a beauty can't forget me when she loses her memory."

Xiao An: ...

Bian Shao left after chattering. He rushed home to chat with Bian's father and mother about the marriage.

"What? The marriage has already been decided." Bian Shao sat on the sofa in the living room, suppressing his anger, "In this 21st century, it is too ridiculous to talk about parents' orders and matchmakers. I will not marry this marriage."

Father Bian only gave him one sentence: "Either get married or get out."

If it doesn't work, you will run away from home and become a pauper.

Father Bian's words were cold, but in fact he had a face full of hatred: "If you couldn't do it, you shouldn't have provoked them in the first place. You know how that child from the Xiao family told me that you grew up together, and he has been in love for a long time. Deep-rooted..."

"I..." Bian Shao nana.

With the financial power not in his hands, Bian Shao suddenly became weak: "But I really don't like that old-fashioned one."

"Emotions can be cultivated." Father Bian advised him.

"But love doesn't work." Bian Shao retorted fluently.

Father Bian: "..."

"That can't be helped. If you choose to marry, our Bian family will have more capable husbands and sons-in-law, but if you refuse, our Bian family's good life will be over." He was silent for a long time, but he still said the truth.

Bian Shao's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"

"Chang Yi uttered harsh words in the industry and put pressure on our company. If you refuse, our two families will have to die."

Father Bian's face turned pale, obviously, he also couldn't understand what the junior of the Chang family did, but he was helpless.

The interests of the family were involved, Bian Shao lost the spirit of resistance, and suddenly became quiet.

This old-fashioned little Chang Yi went abroad for a few years and became quite ruthless. He even used the method of destroying his family to force marriage. He understands that the Bian family has been rich for several generations, and it is easy to go from frugal to extravagant and from extravagant to frugal.

"Look, we have delicate skin and tender meat. We can't do fine work even if we go bankrupt. What will we eat?" Mama Bian sat on the sofa, stretching out her light-white fingers and the bright-coloured manicure that she just made yesterday. Tea has already begun to fear.

Bian Shao: That's why you sold me

Bian Shao choked his breath in his throat, he was very entangled, and finally suggested to Bian's father and mother cautiously: "Why don't I go out and be a good boy to make money to support you?"

One hundred and eight treasures, each person gave him one yuan a day, at least he could make up a few thousand a month.

What a good suggestion.

"Get out!" Father and mother scolded him angrily, "How could we give birth to such a bastard like you, you solve your own debts yourself, tomorrow is the young master of the Chang family's clean-up banquet, tomorrow you go and explain it to others !"

That night, Bian Shao was locked in the bedroom by Bian's father and mother to reflect.

Bian Shao said that he was very emo, and he regretted it again, regretting why he always had to draw cakes for others.

If he hadn't painted cakes, he wouldn't have fallen asleep and been dragged up early in the morning to prepare for the banquet.

The early morning sun was shining on the young man's tired face, and the stylist was still combing his black hair, preparing to dye it red, trying to make him the reddest kid in the crowd as soon as he came out of the banquet.

When the hair dye was about to fall into the thick black hair of the young man, the stylist couldn't bear it, and asked him again and again: "Do you really want to dye it? You still have to attend the banquet..."

This red hair is Sha Matt's style more than ten years ago, so it is outdated.Really, most of the banquets held by the Chang, Bian, and Xiao families were elders and young talents in the upper class.

What's more, although this banquet is nominally a clean-up banquet for Chang Yi, the young master of the Chang family, it is actually a "press conference" for the Bian family and the Xiao family to announce their marriage.

And one of the protagonists of the banquet, dyed red hair is too improper.

Of course Bian Shao knew that when he heard the complex tone of the stylist, he immediately nodded more firmly: "Dye, the redder the better, you don't understand, my fiancé likes this, the more prosperous I am, the happier he is."

Stylist: What a fiancé with special hobbies.

After dyeing his hair, the stylist stared at his masterpiece, Bian Shao, for a long time, then shook his head deeply.

"This is my worst failure ever." It was ugly.

Bian Shao subconsciously wanted to look in the mirror, first to see what kind of ghost he was, but when he saw it, his body froze, which was both fulfilling his wish and a little sentimental for his loss of handsomeness.

No matter what, he smiled on the skin and said to the stylist, "I like it very much."

Then, with red hair on his head, he ran out of the barber shop in a hurry, and when he was about to get in the car and let the driver go to Chang's house, a phone call came at an inopportune time.

Bian Shao lowered his head for a hasty glance, then picked up the phone instantly: "Bao"

No one answered him on the phone, only silence and gradually rapid breathing.

"What's wrong with you, Bao? Don't scare me." Bian Shao shouted hastily.

After shouting for a long time but no one answered, Bian Shao suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the beauty Xiao An's voice.

He quickly hung up the phone and dialed the video call directly, but the scene in front of him made him open his eyes slightly, and the phone almost frightened him.

The black-haired young man lowered his head slightly and walked in the middle of the road. It was a road with a lot of traffic, and he was crossing the road.

Bian Shao hurriedly shouted: "You cross the road, don't look at me."

As he said that, he covered the phone with his palm, he was afraid that his red hair would frighten others.

When the young man finished crossing the road, Bian Shao began to angrily ask him why he had to go out. He was very worried, after all, a person with amnesia was wandering around in Angang District...

And the beauty even took his video call when crossing the road! Is it dangerous?

A "dumb" couldn't explain anything, as if he was frightened by Bian Shao's sudden anger, maybe he was tired from walking, Xiao An stopped, his face became paler.

How can Bian Shao be angry when he sees a beauty like this?

"You are standing in front of that flower shop right now, and I will pick you up right away." After speaking, he hung up the phone quickly, told the driver the location, and hurried away.

As soon as he arrived at the location, Bian Shao wanted to say something serious, but when he found the slender figure with his eyes, he paused slightly, and swallowed the words back.

The black-haired young man was standing in front of the flower shop. Under the sun, the clerk was holding a bouquet of roses and trying to sell him. He lowered his head, looked disappointed, and made sign language: But I have no money.

He looks good and pitiful.

Coupled with the unparalleled facial features and figure, that is the beauty that no one can resist.

Bian Shao thought to himself that he had been planted.

He walked over and said angrily, "I left Angang District suddenly, what are you doing here?"

Xiao An turned to look at him: I, I just want to start a business, are you bothering me?I'm sorry I came at a bad time...

Bian Shao later realized the sensitivity of the other party, he was too good at coaxing people, this time he quickly snatched the rose and stuffed it into the young man's arms: "It's nothing, I'm glad you came, I'm just worried that something will happen to you."

By the way it's nice to have you over for my "engagement", boyfriend.

Bian Shao thought of how to disturb Huang's banquet.

"If you want any more flowers, I'll ask the clerk to wrap them up." Bian Shao looked at the black-haired young man, he already had a plan in mind, and he spoke sweet words, a little carelessly.

The black-haired young man looked at him intently, touched a bouquet of bright roses in his arms, was stunned, and then smiled softly.

He mouthed slowly: ...I want to kiss you.

Still this answer.

What is a kiss worth? Bian Shao thought, if he wasn't a rich young master, his kisses would be worthless at all, even cheap.

But the black-haired young man liked him and his kisses.

The look of joy the beauty showed because of him made him feel elated.

Bian Shao leaned over to kiss the young man on the cheek, but he stopped in mid-air again, and he met the eyes of the young female shop assistant behind the young man.

The young female clerk was very surprised, she looked at Bian Shao as if she was looking at a wolf who only wanted cabbage.

Hey, it's still a red wolf.

Bian Shao has sobered up. He is a narcissist who attaches great importance to image management. It is outrageous to rush to pick up someone just now after dyeing his ugly hair!

Bian Shao hurriedly led the young man to run, and sat in his red Maybach. He ran too fast, panting heavily, but there was no sound beside him.

He turned his head in doubt, and found that the black-haired young man lowered his eyes and looked at the bouquet of roses.

During the vigorous running just now, the bright red petals of the rose fell to the muddy ground, and a few petals also fell on the back seat.

The black-haired youth was extremely disappointed.

"It's just a bunch of broken flowers." Bian Shao comforted him.

No, this is the first time you send me flowers.

The black-haired young man had never received flowers before. He stubbornly looked at Bian Shao, picked up the petals scattered on the seat with his fingers, and tried to piece together the broken bouquet of roses.

But the sharp thorns on the rose branch scratched the beauty's fingers, and the beauty didn't seem to feel any pain. He was still picking it up, but his movements became more flustered.

It's so pathetic.

Bian Shao's eyes were hot, he restrained his throat from rolling twice, and said to the driver in the driver's seat: "I'll give you a day off, please go out and drive."

Although the driver was confused, he opened the door and went out with a happy face.

After all, it’s a holiday, which social animal doesn’t like it?

That is, the moment the driver opened the door to go out, Bian Shao, like an attacking cat, suddenly moved forward and held the young man down, and slapped the car window.

The distance between the two was so close that they breathed together, Xiao An was forced to stop the petal collection project.

"Look at my hair." Bian Shao said to his face seriously.

Ugly or not

"Well, red is very ostentatious, but it looks good no matter what the sides are."

Well, Bian Shao knew that Xiao An would say that.

Regardless of the situation, he said the following lines: "Roses are red, and my hair is also red. Just treat me as a rose, don't hold roses, hold me in your palm."

After speaking, he went to grab the bouquet of roses in the young man's hand, but didn't move.

This aroused Bian Shao's desire to win, he thought, he had to throw away the rose today.

"I'll give you something different for the first time." He said in a low voice, he lowered his head and aimed at the young man's light-colored thin lips, and then suddenly pressed those two lips hard.

The young man's hand holding the rose trembled heavily.

With the tacit consent of the other party, Bian Shao ran amok, while he explored aggressively in the warm and humid land of the young man, he fumbled and held the young man's hand.

This time, with a gentle tug, the blood-stained rose was left aside.

The young man couldn't adapt to his intimacy, his body stiffened, and he even trembled uncontrollably later.

No response is like kissing wood.

Bian Shao was still not satisfied, he put the young man's frozen hand on his waist, and then pressed it tighter.

For a moment, the young man fell in love, and the fingers on his waist could not help but gather together, turning white.

It hurt Bian Shao, but Bian Shao didn't care.

After winning the beauty's first kiss, Bian Shao leaned back and separated some distance, he couldn't help but be proud: "Look, let's grab this bouquet of roses with enthusiasm."

Xiao An nestled on the side of his neck, breathing shallowly, looking very obedient.

The premise is to ignore those bottomless black eyes, which are full of greed and desire, and these emotions all speak four words.

…he wants more.

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Bian Shao: If anyone doesn’t love me, I will be very sad. OK