Overlord's best villain

"Mu Zichen, I don't have time to waste time with you. Tell me, where is Yu Ran?" Ouyang Haoxuan grabbed Mu Zichen's collar and shouted angrily.

"I don't know." Mu Zichen said word by word.

Even if Ye Yuran doesn't love him anymore, he will never allow her to be with another man. If a person loves her deeply, he will probably go crazy.

"Okay, if you don't tell me, I will find a way to find it. Yuran is destined to be mine." Ouyang Haoxuan let go of his hand, full of confidence. So what if he is not a perfect body, he loves her as a person.

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Mu Zichen smiled disapprovingly, "Let's see who is the final winner." Mu Zichen is always like this, calm, arrogant, and conceited. How can he not get what he wants?

Ouyang Haoxuan left angrily, while Mu Zichen stood there smiling evilly.

*

Late at night, Mu Zichen went to find Ye Yuran again. For some reason, he always cared about her in his heart. Without her around, he felt empty inside. Maybe he was used to it. He smiled to himself.

Mu Zichen unlocked the door and found that the room was dark. He found the switch by feel and pressed it.

He saw Ye Yuran squatting on the ground, her head buried between her arms, feeling indescribable loneliness and desolation. His heart suddenly sank, and he walked forward quickly, squatted down in front of her, and called her softly.

She said "Qianxi, Qianxi..."

After a long time, Ye Yuran raised her head from her arms, looked at Mu Zichen, and smiled coldly, "Don't call me Qian Xi, I feel so disgusting." She hated this name and hated everything about Mu Zichen.

everything.

Mu Zichen ignored her disgust. When he lowered his head and saw her feet, he frowned and said with a hint of reproach, "The ground is cold. Please wear good shoes when you get out of bed."

Ye Yuran smiled mockingly, "I don't need your pretense, hypocrisy." When she stood up, she found that her legs had been numb since she had been squatting for a day. She stumbled and fell to the side. Muzi

Chen's hands and eyes quickly caught her and let her fall into his arms.

They were so close at the moment that they could even touch each other's lips whenever they spoke. Such an ambiguous feeling made Ye Yuran feel disgusted. Just as she was about to push him away, she heard Mu Zichen say lightly, "

Don't move."

For some reason, she really didn't move anymore. Mu Zichen picked her up, put her on the bed, kneaded her calves and said, "Don't sit on the floor again." His voice was unexpectedly gentle.

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Ye Yuran looked at his side face and said oh. There was not much emotion in his tone.

After he finished kneading Ye Yuran's calves, he covered her with a quilt. Then he lay down next to her and held her domineeringly to sleep.

"What are you doing?" Ye Yuran was a little resistant to his touch, with a guarded look on her face. She didn't want to experience the pain that night again.

"I just want to hold you and sleep." Mu Zichen buried his head in her shoulder and said in a whisper.

Ye Yuran lay beside him expressionlessly, speechless.

"If you weren't Ye Yuran, would we be together?" Mu Zichen murmured in her left ear.

"If I let you go, will you think of me again?"

"If I hadn't brought you here, would you be with him tomorrow?"

"if……"

………………

It would be great if you were Mo Qianxi.

"Qian Xi, I'm sorry..." I don't know how long I kept saying it in Ye Yuran's ear before Mu Zichen fell into a deep sleep.

He didn't see a line of clear tears slowly flowing down from the corner of Ye Yuran's eyes.