I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

She is not muted.

In this dark alley, Wen Huaizhi's gentle voice seemed to be the best waking agent, Jiang Chacha's scalp felt numb at that moment, and she even had a heart attack.

She was sober enough to immediately decide on the most effective decision.

That is--

At the second when Wen Huaizhi's voice just appeared.

She hung up the phone immediately.

He no longer thought about Wen Huaizhi's voice, nor did he think about the consequences of hanging up Wen Huaizhi's phone call.

Seeing Bian Jichen's calm figure in the group fight, Jiang Chacha hurriedly called Yaoyaoling.

However, Uncle Chen was several steps ahead of her, and he had already called the police in advance.

Jiang Chacha thought that his character had always been cold and introverted. She never thought that he had such an emotional side. Emotions aggravated the cruelest ruthlessness in his bones. She never thought that he would be so ruthless when he really got angry.

It never occurred to her that he would fight for her.

Bian Jichen quickly dealt with the three of them, beating them so hard that they didn't dare to let go, and there were some who called their parents and mothers.

Bian Jichen was still standing there.

Jiang Chacha looked at him cautiously.

He was standing in the heaviest part of the night, with only a little yellow light on his shoulders.Because of the fight just now, he rolled up a section of his sleeve, exposing his wrist. The glass on the expensive watch on his left hand was broken in half due to the fight.

He is using his fingers to untie it gracefully.

"Master..." She called him weakly.

For some reason, the unfamiliar Bian Jichen made her feel scared.

Maybe it's because the way he fights looks particularly unreasonable.

He raised his wrist and paused as he unwound the watch.

So Jiang Chacha saw him standing in the darkest place, the white shirt was pierced by the dotted street lamps, his shirt seemed to be given life at night, as if as long as the wind blows, the corners of the shirt will follow The wind made a crisp sound.

His hand was still on the gold watch.He turned his head silently, the corners of his mouth were stained, he didn't know who's nail had scratched him, and dark red blood flowed out.

When he looked over, his eyes were dark, with a ruthless and hostile air that couldn't go away for a while.

In the middle of the night, she saw her calf tremble.

I didn't expect him to be so terrible when he got angry, which was completely different from his usual personality.

After seeing her, the gloom in Bian Jichen's eyes gradually faded away, as if the tide had receded, and the sand that had been honed to the point where the tide was low was exposed to the sun again.

"Are you bleeding?"

Also, how did he come back again?

But this ginger tea tea did not ask.

If it wasn't for his kindness to rescue her, then the lightest result for her now would be being molested, and the worst...

She can't imagine.

"It's okay." Bian Jichen also automatically brushed past her question.

He finally untied the watch on his wrist. He hooked his fingers and looked at the broken glass. Then he threw the expensive watch into the trash can next to him.

Not even a frown.

He doesn't feel bad, but she does!
She held her ready-to-move right hand vigorously with her left hand, with a tangled and painful expression on her face.

Damn it!She really wanted to pick up his watch from the trash can!Take it to a watch shop for repairs, and it should sell for a lot of money!
If she can pick up valuable things thrown away by rich people in the trash can every day, then it is not impossible for her to collect waste every day in her life!
Bian Jichen glanced at her, and finally set his gaze on the cell phone in her hand.

He said something casually.

"It seems that a boy called you just now."

It's a very young voice.

Jiang Chacha's brain hurts, he didn't expect that he could hear it like this.

During the group fight just now, mixed with the sound of fighting and the swearing of a few gangsters, Wen Huaizhi's voice from the phone was still heard by him.

She quietly clenched her hands, too nervous to say a word.

She was almost holding her breath.

Wen Huaizhi and Bian Jichen had met before, they knew each other.

It's just that he doesn't know... He heard Wen Huaizhi's voice clearly.

And since she hung up on Wen Huaizhi just now, she hasn't had time to send a message to Wen Huaizhi.

I don't know if Wen Huaizhi will be unhappy.

Forget it, the most important thing now is not this!
What matters is whether Bian Jichen heard Wen Huaizhi's voice clearly just now.

It's easy to be recognized.Because Wen Huaizhi's voice is really unique, gentle and deep, with its own flavor.

So Jiang Chacha had to be on tenterhooks.

She straightened her neck, if she said that it wasn't a boy who lied blatantly, it would definitely arouse his suspicion.

So she bit the bullet and said, "Yes."

Hearing this, Bian Jichen just rolled his eyelids and gave a cold "hmm".

His tone was as calm as if he was saying "what's for dinner tonight".

Haha, she was worrying too much!How could Young Master Bian care which boy she called.

Bian Jichen really didn't hear what the male voice was saying just now, and he was fighting just now, and the situation was bad, so he didn't even bother to listen to what the boy's voice was like.

The reason why he asked Uncle Chen to turn the car back, to be honest, he couldn't figure out the reason.

Maybe it was because of the faint smell of washing powder floating in the car when she got in the car just now, or maybe it was because when she got off the car at the entrance of the hospital, he saw her white washed jeans, even though she wore her white shoes It's been a long time, but she brushes it clean every time.

It may be these that touched him.

He has been overflowing with compassion recently, so even though she is not particularly difficult now, he always wants to give her a hand.

"Master, your arm is injured anyway..."

Jiang Chacha was stunned and looked over.

Really hurt.

Under the sleeve of the shirt, there was a patch of faint blood.

Uncle Chen stood still, just staring at her like this.

Jiang Chacha quickly understood what he meant.

The young master was injured because of her, so she should accompany him to the hospital both emotionally and rationally.

If you don't go to this damn hospital, you have to go.

Half an hour later, a male high school student was favored by a nurse sister.

Bian Jichen sat on the chair, and beside him were two nurse sisters in their early twenties rushing to treat his wound.

But he has a cold face, even if others make fun of him, he doesn't answer at all, which makes others very embarrassed.

Jiang Chacha glanced at him, the nurse was disinfecting his wound.And he closed his eyes and fell asleep, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

She was fascinated when the phone rang again on the cell phone she had in her pocket.

This time Jiang Chacha won't owe her hand and press the wrong button again.

She clenched the phone tightly, turned down the volume, and then secretly glanced at Bian Jichen.

He still had his eyes closed, and her phone ringing didn't attract his attention at all.

Jiang Chacha breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Huaizhi's personality, would she not know?
But this time, even if she was given a hundred assholes, she would not dare to hang up on Wen Huaizhi's phone.

So she walked a few steps away, while paying attention to whether Bian Jichen who was sitting there looked over.

Jiang Chacha didn't know why she was guilty, it was as if she was having an affair behind Bian Jichen's back.

However, they are all innocent, and she is just afraid of falling off the horse!

Standing by the window, doctors, nurses and patients in hospital gowns walked by from time to time in the corridor.

Jiang Chacha carefully stared at the note on the phone.

Finally, she gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to click to answer.

Based on her understanding of Wen Huaizhi.

He is now, 90.00% [-]% already angry.

See the phone is connected.

The other party was silent for two or three seconds.

Listen to his voice, as if in your own room.

His voice didn't change, his tone was still light and slow, still gentle.

"……teacher?"

"Why did the teacher hang up on me?"

"I am worried about you."

Hearing his gentle voice as always, Jiang Chacha breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she was worrying too much.

Then he said something softly.

Jiang Chacha could imagine how he was smiling and narrowing his long and narrow eyes on his sanctified face wearing narrow-rimmed glasses on the other end of the phone.

"teacher……"

When he spoke, he pursed his thin lips and smiled, his gentle smile was very cold, as if the petals could be cruelly crushed between his lips.

"Send me a location."