Overlord's best villain

"Squeak..." The brakes were suddenly applied, causing Ye Yuran to wake up from his memories.

"What happened?" Ye Yuran looked at the driver and asked calmly.

The driver turned around and said respectfully, "Miss, there is a drunkard blocking the front of the car."

Ye Yuran frowned and said, "Hurry up and deal with it."

"Yes." The driver got out of the car and started to tangle with the drunkard.

Ye Yuran continued to look out the window without saying a word.

"Miss, it's taken care of."

"Well, let's drive."

She glanced at the drunkard inadvertently from the corner of her eye, but suddenly she felt breathless. It was him.

"Stop the car." She hurriedly got out of the car and walked to Mu Zichen's side. Seeing his haggard face, her heart ached. How could he be in such a state after not seeing him for a few days? His clothes were disheveled, he smelled of alcohol, and there was still something in his hand.

Blood remains.

She knelt down and reached out to touch his face, "Mu Zichen, are you torturing yourself or me."

"Come here and help." Ye Yuran said to the driver.

"This... Miss, the young master is still waiting for you." The driver looked at Ye Yuran with obvious embarrassment.

Ye Yuran flashed a cold light and said calmly, "I will be responsible for the consequences."

When the driver saw Ye Yuran's tough attitude, he didn't dare to say anything. He had no choice but to help Mu Zichen get into the car.

Mu Zichen's head rested on Ye Yuran's shoulder. Ye Yuran looked at him haggardly and felt an inexplicable pity in his heart. Mu Zichen, are you sent by God to torture me?

"Go to the hotel."

"……yes."

Ye Yuran helped him into the room and said to the driver, "You go first! Tell him that I will be there in a minute."

"yes!"

For a moment, they were the only ones left in Nuo Da's room. After Ye Yuran covered Mu Zichen with a quilt, he went to get a basin of hot water. He sat on the edge of the bed and gently wiped the wounds on his hands.

The wound was very deep, and there was even a small glass piece in his hand that had not been pulled out. Ye Yuran carefully pulled out the glass piece. Mu Zichen, who was sleeping, felt the pain and groaned.

Ye Yuran breathed gently on his wound.

Mu Zichen, no matter how painful the wound is, it can't offset the pain in my heart?

The room was quiet except for the sound of breathing. Ye Yuran just kept looking at Mu Zichen, with tears streaming down her face unconsciously. She pressed her face against Mu Zichen's chest, listening to his regular heartbeat and voice.

Choking with sobs, he said, "Mu Zichen, stop torturing yourself."

Seeing Mu Zichen like this, she felt so painful that she almost suffocated.

Mu Zichen was torturing her. Torturing her mercilessly.

Ye Yuran didn't know how long she cried before she stood up.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number. After the call was connected, she said to the person on the phone in a cold voice, "Mu Zichen is in the hotel. Come over." She put down her mobile phone and looked at him quietly.

Reach out and touch his eyebrows, his eyes, his nose, and his lips. Mu Zichen, just think we made a mistake.

*

The first thing Yan Yi said when she saw Ye Yuran was, "Ye Yuran, I beg you to let Zichen go! He has nothing left."

Ye Yuran looked at Yan Yi and asked calmly, "Do you love him very much?"

"Yes, I love him a thousand times, ten thousand times more than you. So, Ye Yuran, I beg you, don't torture him."

Torture? Who is torturing whom?

Everyone thought she was the one who tortured Mu Zichen. Little did they know, she suffered hundreds of times more torture than Mu Zichen.

Ye Yuran glanced at Mu Zichen and said softly, "If you really love him so much, then please give him happiness."