I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 350 Wen Huaizhi's Kiss

Jiang Chacha's heart sounded the alarm.

Wen Huaizhi's seemingly insubstantial indifferent eyes fell on her body, making her goose bumps uncontrollably.

He shouldn't be so calm.

After receiving such a humiliating slap and being as arrogant as him, how could it be possible to be so calm?
But he was so calm beyond reason.

There is no emotion in general, calm and unhuman.

That's why she was so terrified.

She didn't dare to admit it, because she didn't know what kind of risk she would face after admitting it.

She raised her eyes, pretended to be stupid and became stunned, "What is Xiao Huai talking about?"

"Why can't I understand."

It was indeed as she thought, he was not that calm, it could be seen from the force with which she grabbed her wrist.

He circled a crimson mark on it.

Jiang Chacha felt that her wrist was about to break. She was in pain, and after taking a breath of cold air, her eyes were misty, and she looked at him pitifully.

"Xiao Huai, you hurt me."

Even the voice is soft enough to pinch water.

It is not a situation of equal strength, and it is a great weapon for women to show weakness to men appropriately.

But this still couldn't make Wen Huaizhi feel pity for her.

Because he has no heart.

The only one he loves in this world is himself.

The imperfect personality makes him have little empathy. At the same time, he also loses the ability to love. He cannot handle various emotional relationships, so that in the end, no one loves him.

Wen Huaizhi looked down at her coldly.

The hot tingling sensation on his face was still telling him how unbearable the scene he experienced just now was, like the countless times in the past, he trampled his self-esteem under his feet and abandoned it.

But such an embarrassing scene was accidentally caught by her.

If she's just a teacher, it doesn't matter.

But she was Jiang Chacha, the vice president he hated the most.

Wen Huaizhi's eyes gradually turned cold.

His face was expressionless.

Mingming found out that she was the vice president, so he should have gotten rid of the mouse with his own hands.

But he didn't do that, but continued to let her dance in front of his eyes.

Even he expressed surprise at his behavior.

For a long time, he couldn't figure out what kind of feelings he had for Jiang Chacha.

He should hate her.

But he didn't choose to expose her at that time.

Wen Huaizhi suddenly didn't understand himself.

The strength in his hands increased silently, and he looked coldly at the slender eyebrows of the woman in front of him who frowned because of the pain.

He didn't even know why he didn't expose her, and let her, a damned and hateful woman, come back to be his tutor today.

He seemed crazy, out of his mind, and even he didn't know why he was doing it.

And she came.

But let her bump into the embarrassing side of him that he least wants to be known, not to mention the woman he hates the most.

Why happened to be bumped into by her.

Just as Jiang Chacha raised her eyes, the look in the man's eyes made her heart skip a beat.

Why do you look at her like that?

When he stood in front of her, he looked like a cold sculpture. He lowered his eyes slightly, blocking her at the dark doorway, his brows and eyes fell into shadows, those eyes were so cold that there was no emotion at the moment, just staring at her faintly.

Different from his usual arrogant and self-satisfied appearance, at this time his eyes are as sharp as a wounded beast. There are crimson palm marks on that jade-like side face, and there are faint bruises underneath. He still turned his face slightly to look at her.

The blood oozing from the corner of his thin mouth has not yet dried up.

Jiang Chacha suddenly felt the poignant beauty of the flower of Gaoling falling from the altar in him.

His eyes had already darkened.

Jiang Chacha felt that something was wrong with him.

He looked calm on the surface, but only he knew how painful and angry he was underneath.

And when people are depressed to the extreme, they will collapse.

And the man in front of him was clearly on the verge of faint collapse.

She felt that she should run away at this time.

She tried to struggle with her wrist, trying to escape from his shackles.

As a result, she had just struggled out of his arms for a second, when she was pushed back against the door by the man with a bang sound. The pain caused her to gasp, and the rest of her breath was blocked by the man.

Her right hand was still held high above her head by him.

As if that wasn't enough, he also grabbed her other wrist, and then lifted it up high. He forced her hands to be locked together like a prisoner in shackles.

The gentle man in front of her showed no pity, her lips were like flower petals under a heavy rain.

She tasted the rusty taste of blood.

Her eyes widened. At that moment, she felt that he was like a dog.

It hurt so bad to bite her.

(End of this chapter)