067 “Cohabitation (1v1)h” can only be played in bed

In less than a month, Wei Jiyuan lost a lot of weight, his cheeks were sunken, his eyes were dark, his whole body lost weight, and his complexion was very poor.

He was wearing a blue uniform and had bright eyes when he was taken out by the police.

When he saw Wen Jin, the light in his eyes suddenly died.

He didn’t know Wen Jin.

But he guessed that maybe He Yingtong asked him to send something or a message.

The police closed the door and left.

He sat down opposite Wen Jin and said, “Hello.”

Wen Jin looked at him expressionlessly, “I’m very bad.”

Wei Jiyuan was stunned for a moment, “Did He Yingtong ask you to come?”

“No.” Wen Jin stood up.

“Who is that?” Wei Jiyuan saw him coming and stood up involuntarily, “Who asked you to come?”

Wen Jin had already walked around the table and walked to him. He was half a head taller than Wei Jiyuan, and his eyes were a bit condescending. His indifferent eyes fell on his face. The moment he took action, he only said two words:

“God.”

Wei Jiyuan was knocked down by his punch, and his waist hit the table, causing the entire table to move back and make a harsh sound.

Wen Jin grabbed his hair and punched him hard, then pressed his head on the table and hit him four or five times. The police outside the door heard the noise and rushed in.

“What are you doing! Don’t move!”

Wen Jin let go of his hand.

Wei Jiyuan’s nose was broken and his face was covered with blood. He stared at Wen Jin with anger in his eyes, “Who are you? Why do you hit me?!”

The police pulled him out.

Wei Jiyuan desperately wanted to know who Wen Jin was.

Wen Jin looked at him with an indifferent expression.

Almost subconsciously, Wei Jiyuan thought of Jiang Wan. He looked at Wen Jin again. The door was closed and he only saw the other person’s gleaming white sportswear.

The man was tall and tall, and even his shoes were spotlessly clean.

And he was pulled into the iron cage again.

Just because he drank too much and did that ridiculous thing.

“I did something wrong!” He suddenly shouted, “I did something wrong! Jiang Wan! I did something wrong! I shouldn’t have done that to you!”

If not for that matter.

He would not end up in this situation.

He lost his job, even his relatives and friends, and He Yingtong who loved him the most.

He cried and howled, “I was wrong… I really know it was wrong… I know it was wrong… Let me out… Please…”

“Why is your hand injured?” As soon as Jiang Wan got into the car, she saw the skin on Wen Jin’s right hand joint was scratched, and the blood that seeped out had dried up and condensed into a red patch.

“Go beat up someone.” Wen Jin drove the car onto the road.

Jiang Wan rummaged through the bag to find a wet tissue to wipe him with, but was worried that it would be inconvenient for him to drive. When she heard this, she was stunned for a moment, “Hit someone? Who did you beat?”

“Wei Jiyuan.”

Jiang Wan was stunned and stared at him, “Are you going to beat up Wei Jiyuan?”

There was a traffic jam ahead. Wen Jin stopped the car and tilted his head slightly. His jaw line was sharp and clear. His dark pupils fell on her face. The eyes were so dark that they made her eyebrows appear a little more clear.

He looked at her, nodded and said, “Yes.”

Jiang Wan didn’t know what to say, so she just asked, “Why…what are you doing to beat him up?”

“He bullied you, so I beat him up. It’s very reasonable.” His expression was very serious.

“…”

Jiang Wan didn’t know whether to laugh or be moved.

“Don’t be afraid.” He leaned over and held her hand. His voice was low, with the hoarse texture of a subwoofer, “In the future, I will not let anyone bully you, nor will I let you cry secretly alone.”

“You want to cry.” He paused.

His voice was even lower, “Only in bed.”

Jiang Wan’s eyes were already red, but she laughed again when she heard the last sentence.