Guide to Stabilizing the Blackening of the Villainous Husband

The hottest variety show nowadays is shown on the TV of the small hotel.

The picture is bright, and the people on the TV are all beautiful, even if they go in and out of the mountain village, they are all pampered.

The man leaned against the narrow bedside of the small hotel, staring at the occasional face on the TV screen.

Young, handsome, and cold.

He has grown taller and has opened up. The adult man's aura is very strong, and he can hardly overlap with the thin and silent appearance in the impression many years ago... Only a pair of dark eyes can see when he lifts his eyelids. Indifferent.

Very familiar, because it is exactly the same as the man himself.

He is about fifty or sixty years old, with a sloppy beard on his face, his hair hasn't been cut when he grows, and his clothes are old and dirty. But his facial features can be vaguely seen from the gaps in his hair. It is conceivable that when he was young, he should have been a quite upright skin. But the scary thing is that there is a long, hideous scar from his side to his neck, which looks very terrifying.

And the young man on the TV is dressed in glamorous clothes, and under the spotless cuffs, a corner of the watch is inadvertently exposed, which is expensive and compelling.

Old Man Scar stared at him for a long time, and slowly laughed. When he laughed, he showed his black teeth, and his flesh was touching the scar on the side of his face, which made him look even more scary.

"Yes, you look like a dog..."

If it weren't for this show to be too popular, he really didn't know that this person is doing so well now. So after knowing it, he bought a ticket from the southern coast and returned to City A, where he had been away for many years, and stayed silently for two weeks.

At this time, everything on the TV camera, the young man's eyes fell on the watery little girl not far away.

The little girl is really beautiful, her features are extremely delicate, and her skin is tender enough to pinch water. She smiled and jumped back in front of the young man, who smiled.

Oh, the two of them are husband and wife.

The old man smiled harder: "Happy family? Are you worthy, hahaha!"

After a while, he laughed enough, a trace of vicious greed in his muddy eyes.

"Snatched Lao Tzu's things and caused Lao Tzu to be like this, so I want to forget the past and be a new man?" He smiled, "If you mothers forget, Dad will remember it for you."

...

The variety show "Food Companion" has exploded this summer, and the names of cherished couples spread all over the country. The name Wei Xi was also tied to Ling Zhen and was known by countless people.

At the same time, his personal information is spread all over the Internet, and you can find it by searching on the web. Many people who live in the same film as Ling Zhen Wei Xi posted photos of chance encounters on their social accounts.

A few days later, outside the high-end community where they lived, an old man with a low brim stopped. Some residents came home from get off work and couldn't help but look at this person a few more times.

At this look, the old man suddenly raised his face keenly, stared at him tightly, and smiled.

The residents were taken aback, and somehow felt that this person was not quite right, so he quickly speeded up and walked into the community.

Unexpectedly, the old man followed a few steps. He didn't seem to have good legs and feet. He walked a little lame, but he smiled and asked, "Excuse me, just ask me something."

He had a good attitude, and the residents asked defensively: "What's the matter?"

"I think this neighborhood is pretty good," the old man said with envy and casual tone, "I heard that there are still stars living here?"

The residents saw that his tone was normal, and he took a little defense: "It's okay, there are indeed one or two stars."

The old man grinned and said enviously: "I heard people say that the guest of the most popular program recently lives here? What is the name, Ling...?"

When I mentioned this, the householder was a little proud: "You don't look like you like to surf the Internet. The news is pretty good-Ling Zhen lives in our community. I even met her once."

"Oh, are you," the old man smiled meaningfully, "then you are really lucky."

Ling Zhen has been choreographing and practicing dance recently.

The registration forms for the competition have been mailed out. There were four people in the Oriental Song and Dance Ensemble who participated in this session, including Song Ling.

In her words, she just went out with Sister Zhenzhen to step on the big scenes. Although she would definitely not be able to make the top three, but accumulating experience in advance, maybe she will be able to make it in a few years?

Ling Zhen thought it was good, so that there could be someone who could talk and chat during the game.

Recently, there are rumors that fans are chasing Teacher Wen, and flowers are delivered to his office every day. Teacher Wen was so troubled that he gave himself a holiday and went to retreat to the southwest. He doesn't often come to the group, and a few contesting girls hired Teacher Wen's solo dance studio.

The most important part of the competition is self-exhibition and self-organization of dances, which gives the contestants a lot of room to play. Ling Zhen went to the dance troupe every day and was thinking about it. She was not in a hurry, and every movement was very finely polished.

After contacting each other one day, Ling Zhen had a few short dance moves and was in a good mood. We greeted Xiaomeng and they left the dance troupe and went home.

After leaving the gate, I walked along the path to the station. Before I walked for a while, a car suddenly stopped by the side of the road.

Ling Zhen didn't care too much and continued to move forward. Unexpectedly, the window of that car suddenly rolled down, revealing the face of a young man. His gaze was strange, with a subtle warmth, looking at Ling Zhen.

Then, the passenger's door was opened, and Ling Xuan got out of the car, wearing a little fragrant skirt and calling her: "Ling Zhen? It's really you, I almost didn't see it just now."

Ling Zhen turned her head in confusion, glanced at her, and took off her mask: "Ah."

It’s been a long time since I saw the sister of the original owner. Ling Mu called last time, and now I ran into her on the street again. How was it such a coincidence?

Ling Xuan leaned on Wang Yuan, a million-class luxury car, and looked at Ling Zhen's ordinary T-shirt, her heart swelled with satisfaction. She raised her fingers and pulled her hair down, and said with a smile, "Why is no one picking you up? Would you like me to talk to Mr. Wang and send you on the way?"

She was actually a bit arrogant to do this, but Wang Yuan stared at Ling Zhen, but said, "Yes, no problem."

A trace of discomfort quickly passed through Ling Xuan's heart. She maintained her smile and looked at her sister.

There was actually no wave in Ling Zhen's heart.

She neither knew luxury cars nor cared about Ling Xuan, waved her hand lightly: "No, I walk comfortably."

What else did Wang Yuan want to say, but Ling Xuan quickly snatched it up: "Well, I'll see you for afternoon tea next time."

After speaking, she went back to the car and said to Wang Yuan in a charming manner: "Mr. Wang, don't worry about her, let's go."

Wang Yuan had no choice but to drive away.

Ling Zhen was left in place, with an inexplicable expression.

She really couldn't figure out the meaning of this exchange.

If I don't understand, I don't want to. As long as she is safe and not a demon, the strange thing is strange, it has nothing to do with her anyway.

Ling Zhen strolled back to her home complex, lowered her head and took out the access card from her bag. As soon as she looked up, someone on her side suddenly knocked her lightly.

Ling Zhen tilted his head and saw that it was an old man with his hat pressed down very low. His face was very close, his teeth showing black with a smile, and there was a centipede-like scar on the side of his face, which was especially crooked.

The man hit her and said apologetically: "I'm sorry girl."

Ling Zhen didn't want to judge people by their appearance, but it really happened suddenly, and that face was magnified in front of her eyes again, and her heart stopped in a moment of fright.

The old man wanted to reach out to help her: "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay!" Ling Zhen quickly avoided, brushed the door control and ran into the community.

There was an inexplicable anxiety in her heart that caused her heart to beat wildly. After running for two steps, I suddenly saw Wei Xi's figure and wanted to see the savior.

The man was dressed in home clothes, carrying a bag of garbage, and threw it into the trash can of the community. As soon as he turned around, he was suddenly thrown into his arms.

Ling Zhen subconsciously hugged his waist and called him: "Wei Xi..."

Her voice trembled slightly, and Wei Xi was startled, and hugged people: "What's the matter?"

Ling Zhen's tremor slowly calmed down when he smelled the smell on his body. After holding him for a while, she rubbed her head against his chest: "It's okay."

Wei Xi raised her head, looked across the garden of the community, and frowned.

This is the community where people pass by from time to time. One or two residents saw them holding each other, and their faces showed kind smiles.

Ling Zhen recovered, and quickly let go of him. Squeezed the chain of the small satchel and raised his face: "Go home."

The man didn't say yes.

The breath on his body was a bit cold, and he raised his hand to caress her cheek, and asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

Ling Zhen pursed his lips, hesitated, and said, "I met a strange old man."

Wei Xi's pupils shrank in an instant, but it was only a fleeting moment, so fast that it was impossible to capture.

His voice was soft, and he asked, "What kind of old man, what's the blame, huh?"

Ling Zhen was a little strange, not knowing why he asked so carefully, "In fact, it's nothing, that uncle seemed to accidentally hit me. Just for a moment, I didn't see clearly—oh, but here he—"

Ling Zhen nodded the position of his side neck: "There is a scar."

Wei Xi's arm hanging to his side instantly stretched out a blue vein.

But his expression did not change at all, as if he had been frozen in ice, with an insignificant gloomy feeling.

After a few seconds, he gently hugged Ling Zhen's back and said, "I will pick you up to the dance troupe in the future, OK?"

Ling Zhen blinked: "Why?"

Wei Xi said casually: "Convenient for appointments."

Ling Zhen stared at him.

What nonsense is this!

Wei Xi's tone was gentle, but her attitude was very tough. Ling Zhen resisted to no avail, so he had to agree.

She vaguely felt that Wei Xi seemed to be different from usual. He was suppressing something, but he didn't say it.

Ling Zhen was a little bit unhappy.

After entering the house, she looked at Wei Xi's back and gently pulled the corner of his clothes.

Wei Xi turned her head, the little girl raised her face and shook her arms: "What's wrong with you."

The voice is very soft, so I'm trying to act like a baby.

Wei Xi looked down.

She is smarter and more sensitive than she thought... He took a quiet breath, adjusted his state within half a second, and hugged her over his lips and kissed him: "I just want to date you."

Ling Zhen let him rub his arms and rest his chin on the man's shoulder. His kiss fell gently on her cheek and ear, as tender as usual.

She thought, all right.

If he doesn't say anything, then she will observe for herself.

...

For several days, Wei Xi did what he said, picking her up every day.

After Ling Zhen left the dance troupe, the two of them would eat outside, take a walk, and occasionally watch a movie, as if it really seemed like a date.

The little friends of the dance troupe can see Mr. Wei’s car every day, and the CP fans in the troupe celebrate the New Year every day: "Woo, woo, today is also a day of tears for our cherished love!"

"Really! Mr. Wei's posture is simply to be with Sister Zhenzhen all the time-too, if I marry such a fairy, I am afraid that she will be targeted by others!!"

Wei Xi showed no flaws.

He saw Ling Zhen enter the dance troupe with his own eyes before leaving. Two security guards were added outside Wei's ward, and she stared in the dark every day. The Weibo account that sent the private message also found out the ip long ago, and the address is in this city.

That person is back.

Wei Xi only needs to think about it, and the brutality in his heart is hard to suppress.

He always has a knife in his car.

After sending Ling Zhen away every day, he sat in the car with an expressionless face and kept rubbing the cold blade with his fingers.

if it is possible……

But it doesn't work.

He has a little fairy who looks like a white paper.

It was so good that he wanted to hide his dirty past.

So, just solve it and don't let her know.

On the fourth day of picking up Lingzhen, Wei Xi gently kissed the little girl's forehead in the car, and then watched her enter the building before driving the car to the company.

Then, before the entrance of the parking lot, his eyes were cold and he saw the man.

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