I Became the Rich Second-generation Villain

After Mu Nanzhi found out, he couldn't help but startled, and pushed the umbrella towards Wang Haoran:

"I'm wet, no... it doesn't matter."

While pushing the umbrella, he inadvertently touched the back of Wang Haoran's hand. Mu Nanzhi, like a frightened bunny, quickly retracted his hand.

Wang Haoran didn't listen to her, and reminded, "You can't get wet in the rain. If you continue to shower, your white clothes will probably see through light."

While speaking, he could not help but look at Mu Nanzhi.

Her white clothes were originally a little thin, but it was good that they were not wet. After being soaked by the rain, the clothes were close to the skin, and the exquisite curves were undoubtedly revealed.

At first, Mu Nanzhi didn't realize it, but after being reminded by Wang Haoran, he immediately reacted, and with shame, he put his arms in front of him subconsciously.

It seems that Wang Haoran is not allowed to appear.

For such a move, Wang Haoran just smiled secretly, thinking: I want to see, no matter how you block it, it's useless. Moreover, I have not only seen it, but also...

Just these words, Wang Haoran just thought about it in his heart.

On the surface, without looking sideways, he took off his dark scholar's robe with one hand and handed it to Mu Nanzhi.

"If you don't dislike it."

Mu Nanzhi felt warm in his heart, how could he dislike it?

"thanks."

He took the robe and draped it over his body, covering up the looming delicate curves.

There is even some warmth on this robe.

Mu Nanzhi originally felt a little cold on his body, but now he feels that it has eased a lot, and even warmed his heart.

[Ding, the female protagonist Mu Nanzhi's favorability to the host has increased by 10, and the current total favorability is 60 (love from the heart)]

[Ding, the host affects the direction of the plot and gets 800 villain points. 】

[Ding, the host provoked the heart of the female protagonist Mu Nanzhi and got 900 villain points. 】

Is the favorability so good?

Wang Haoran was surprised, but his face remained calm.

Quietly and Mu Nanzhi walked towards Muwang Pavilion, wanting to shelter from the rain under the eaves.

However, before the two of them walked under the eaves, the rain suddenly stopped.

The dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated, and the sky was clear.

The sun shines again on the earth.

Wang Haoran let out another cry, "Damn it."

The weather today is obviously not right.

Could it be that he created the conditions for his encounter with Mu Nanzhi?

This is simply the treatment of the protagonist.

But after all, in this matter of myself and Mu Nanzhi, it is really the treatment of the protagonist.

Otherwise, if you are a villain, why should the heroine fall in love at first sight without triggering the halo?

"It's really weird weather." Mu Nanzhi muttered to himself.

Wang Haoran put away the oil-paper umbrella, "You're wet from the rain, you'd better change your clothes quickly."

"I have clothes stored in a store over there." Mu Nanzhi pointed, and asked Bian Su for the direction of the store where he bought clothes.

"Then let's go together, I'm going to change over there too." Wang Haoran said.

The two walked side by side and walked towards a street not far away.

on the way.

Wang Haoran still kept his eyes fixed and looked like a gentleman.

However, Mu Nanzhi was secretive, and frequently cast a scrutinizing look at Wang Haoran.

Soon, she also discovered that she and his costumes had a sense of sight of Xu Xian and Bai Niangzi.

And the amazing thing is that when Xu Xian and Bai Niangzi first met, they met on the bridge in rainy weather.

Thinking of this, a strange throbbing suddenly rose in Mu Nanzhifang's heart.

However, this throbbing didn't last long, and it was quickly overshadowed.

How nice would it be if I was still pure...

Mu Nanzhi had already dismissed the bad experience, but now he was concerned.

Moreover, this feeling of caring gradually increased, making Mu Nanzhi feel a sting in his heart, as if a needle was pierced.

Not long after, the two arrived on the street where ancient clothes were rented and sold.

The strange thing is that the two of them still bought clothes in the same store, and their previous clothes are also stored here.

The two of them replaced their wet ancient clothes and turned them into modern clothes.

But the hair is still a little wet.

Wang Haoran had short hair, so he naturally felt that it didn't matter. Mu Nanzhi felt extremely uncomfortable after getting wet with three thousand blue silks reaching his waist.

"Where are you going, do you need me to take you back?" Wang Haoran asked proactively.

"This is too much trouble for you." Mu Nanzhi was a little embarrassed, but after saying this, for fear that the other party would regret it, he quickly added:

"I'm going to Jinhao Hotel."

Hearing the name "Jinhao Hotel", Wang Haoran wanted to complain again.

Qin Fan often comes to Jinhao Hotel for dinner.

Song Zhihui went to Qingling and stayed at the Jinhao Hotel. Mu Nanzhi went to Qingling and stayed at Jinhao Hotel.

Really, the protagonist and the heroine must meet, right?

"Oh, that's the right way to go." Wang Haoran calmed down and said something to Mu Nanzhi.

Out of the store, he walked towards a Pagani by the side of the road.

Mu Nanzhi looked at Pagani's raised double-winged door and was stunned for a moment.

He never expected that he would be so rich, or to be more precise, his family was so rich.

Wang Haoran drove the car and took Mu Nanzhi to the outside of the Jinhao Hotel.

The 20-30 minute drive made Mu Nanzhi feel that it was only two or three minutes.

This journey is really too short, it would be better if it were longer.

In that case, you can spend a little more time with the person around you.

But his destination has arrived, but he can't stay in the car without leaving.

Mu Nanzhi sighed secretly, got out of the car, and did not leave immediately, looking at Wang Haoran with wide eyes, revealing the color of inquiry:

"Your name is?"

"Wang Haoran."

Wang Haoran... Mu Nanzhi chanted silently, wrote it down deeply, and then said his name, "My name is Mu Nanzhi."

"It sounds good." Wang Haoran gave her a charming smile, which made Mu Nanzhi look dazed for a while, "Nice to meet you."

"Me too." Mu Nanzhi responded with a smile.

After talking about the topic, I didn't know what to say for a while, so I had to turn around and walk away, but suddenly I remembered something, and stopped again, looking like he was about to speak.

Wang Haoran made a rough guess, and suddenly took out his mobile phone and raised it.

"Do you want......"

"Okay." Before Wang Haoran could finish speaking, Mu Nanzhi hurriedly said two words. But as soon as the words were uttered, he lost his mind and immediately blushed.

Wang Haoran exchanged contact information with her, and in order to ease Mu Nanzhi's embarrassment, he said:

"It's my honor to know you, so we should be friends, right?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand from the car window.

Mu Nanzhi was very happy and immediately reached out to respond.

Hold hands.

Wang Haoran only felt that her hand seemed to be weak and boneless, and she couldn't put it down.

However, it is only a touch point, and I did not feel it in detail.

"You, can you send me your umbrella?" Mu Nanzhi suddenly asked in a mysterious way.

Wang Haoran seemed to realize something.

When Bai Niangzi met Xu Xian, didn't she just take Xu Xian's umbrella?

Taking the oil-paper umbrella out of the car and handing it to Mu Nanzhi, Wang Haoran suddenly said on a whim:

"Actually, my name is not Wang Haoran, but Xu Xian."

Mu Nanzhi was about to reach out to take the paper umbrella. After hearing this, he immediately realized that his thoughts had been seen through, and his face flushed.

But when I think of his words, I feel less shy.

Mu Nanzhi took a deep breath, strengthened his courage, looked at him with watery eyes, and said:

"I'm not called Mu Nanzhi either, my name is... Bai Suzhen."

[Author's digression]: The fourth shift has been delivered, and I am asking for a ticket.