I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 119 The Fake Young Master Is Sweet and Soft 57

On the other hand, Zhou Xin, with a strong and extroverted aura, said, "Shut up."

These two short words were like an iron rule, and the surroundings were strangely quiet.

"follow me."

Zhou Xin looked at Ye Zhao, said something, and walked out the door.

The one-meter-long chains overlapped and collided, making a "ding-dang-dang" sound like crisp bells.

The distance of the chain was always limited. Ye Zhao slowed down for a few seconds, but still followed him out.

Many curious people immediately followed, their heads filled with yellow fertilizer.

Put yourself in their shoes. If someone gets a beautiful woman, you wouldn’t want to make her cry.

However, when they got to the swimming pool, they found that they had overthought.

Dalin had already taken off his annoying sunglasses, pressed down Boss Wang's heavy head, and pushed it hard into the water.

Boss Wang knelt by the swimming pool, struggling in vain. He was picked up again and again and pushed into the water to soak.

As the oxygen gradually decreased, Boss Wang kept begging for mercy.

Dalin acted as if he didn't hear anything and repeated his previous actions as usual.

After drinking more than a hundred mouthfuls of water in a row, Boss Wang breathed in more than he exhaled.

There were stars in his eyes and foam at the mouth.

Ye Zhao, who had just arrived, saw this scene and stepped forward, "Enough."

Dalin doesn't think so. If you dare to provoke his boss, you will have to pay with half your life.

Knowing nothing about this, Ye Zhao misunderstood that Dalin only listened to Zhou Xin and hurriedly looked at Zhou Xin, "Sir... please tell him to stop, otherwise someone will get killed."

In front of Zhou Xin who has lost her memory, he is a powerless, weak and helpless little white lotus.

He has to be kind.

"Dalin." Zhou Xin spoke.

Seeing that it was almost done, Dalin let go.

The dying Boss Wang felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He paddled on the water with his hands like a duck, trying to get up.

I completely forgot that the water is not as solid as the ground, and I tripped and fell into the water.

After begging for help for a long time, staff finally arrived to salvage the body.

Just then, the front desk clerk who had received a phone call came hurried over.

"Mr. Zhou, this is a new waiter. Please be merciful and let him go."

He forced himself to smile anxiously, and almost collapsed after seeing the sex bracelets that bound them both.

What do you mean?

I've only been away for a while and they're already in pairs. Are they no longer single?

Still having fun?

That’s not right!

This person is a waiter in their club. What does he do?

And don't hold them responsible for this bracelet. It has nothing to do with them.

To be honest, the bracelet seems to be stuck very tightly, and it is not easy to take it off.

Zhou Xin didn't look at her, his deep gaze fell on Ye Zhao's worried face, "What's your name?"

The look he gave Ye Zhao was as strange and calm as a lake, without a single ripple.

There was no trace of obsession with him on her blank face anymore.

Even if I help him, I won't be as steadfast as before.

It was like the scene of the melting iceberg, as if it had never happened.

Six years, combined with amnesia, is enough to erase everything.

This time, Ye Zhao was really sure that the protagonist had really lost his memory.

Looking at his completely different attitude, can he really succeed by trying to be pitiful and get close to the protagonist like in the original text?

At this moment, he was in doubt.

Coming back to his senses, Ye Zhao thought of a name, "My name is..."

An hour later, on the first floor of the Blue Night Villa in the city center, where every inch of land is valuable.

Countless lock-picking experts came in with great enthusiasm and left with dejected faces.

Zhou Xin looked calm, but his tone suddenly became more serious. "Expand the scope and find it before tomorrow."

"Yes, boss."

Chen San and his companions agreed to it.

Whether to do it or not is another matter.

"Please, it's so inconvenient to wear this." Ye Zhao looked at them aggrievedly.

His job is to administer medicine.

The key is to finish this job so that he can go to the next world. He is very anxious and eager.

Chen San and the other two were immediately excited, "Don't worry, we will definitely do it!"

This time, I must perform well.

"Chen San, for what happened today, you will be punished in the basement."

Remembering something, Zhou Xin's cold gaze swept across Chen San.

"Yes." Chen San had no objection.

It was just a matter of arbitrarily linking him and the boss together, and he accepted it.

A Dong quickly stood up and said, "Boss, I'll do it."

Grabbing Chen San, he took the elevator to the basement.

They looked at each other and took out their cell phones.

Identity V, start!

After forming a team and clicking on Free Match, Adong scratched his head, "Is this Mingle our boss, Master Ye?"

"It must be." After matching with someone, Chen San chose a blind woman and nodded. "Didn't you see those people drooling? Just based on her personality, I would recognize her even if she turned into ashes. It must be her."

Adong chose a doctor and changed into dirty old clothes. "So what do we do now?"

"Protect him." Chen San leaned against the wall. "No matter what, I can't let Zhou Xin hurt him."

If Ye Zhao wanted to stab him, he would be responsible for handing the knife.

"Ah, this... they are just a reunion of young lovers, there is no need for that." Adong's CPU was burning up.

Chen San sighed deeply and was about to cry, "Young Master Ye has suffered so much, he must be asked to pay his debt."

"A chirp!"

In the bedroom, Ye Zhao and Zhou Xin sat in silence.

Then he sneezed, feeling a little uneasy.

"Mr. Ming, this was all a prank played by my men. I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you." Zhou Xin was the first to break the silence.

Ye Zhao's heart skipped a beat, and he felt a little flattered. "No, I don't think he did it on purpose. The important thing now is to take off the bracelet."

"Yes." Zhou Xin said.

For a moment, the huge room fell into an eerie silence.

Ye Zhao shifted a little on the sofa uneasily and asked indirectly, "Mr. Zhou, do you feel like we've met somewhere before?"

"No." Zhou Xin thought for a moment and denied it.

If he had seen such an attractive appearance, there was no way he would not remember it.

Hearing his affirmative tone, Ye Zhao had no choice but to give up.

"Snapped!"

"Ah yo!"

The few people who were eavesdropping by the door saw that they were about to kill the conversation, so they were caught off guard and fell in uncontrollably during the jostle.

Three of them fell flat on their faces.

After struggling to get up, Chen San patted the non-existent dust on his body and winked at Zhou Xin, "Mr. Zhou, don't you have a white moonlight that you will never forget until your death? Mr. Ming is very similar to your white moonlight..."

"No." Zhou Xin denied word by word. "Mr. Ming is kind-hearted, polite and sensible, unlike my white moonlight. If Mr. Ming is that white moonlight, then I will definitely..."

kill him.

Ye Zhao didn't hear what he said next, but he knew how to fill in the blanks and was dumbfounded on the spot.

Chen San's eyes widened and he was stunned for a moment.

The phones that Adong and Dalin were playing games on made ambiguous gasps.

This voice makes one think of wild things and brings up things that shouldn't come to mind.

Ye Zhao's eyes met Zhou Xin's, and he became anxious, and the air became thin.

Everything around seemed to become a background and seemed insignificant.

But it shouldn't be like this.

Realizing this, Ye Zhao frantically tugged at the corner of his clothes with his fingertips, and his wrist inevitably shook. The sound of chains brought the two of them back to their senses.

Almost at the moment they heard this heavenly music, the two of them looked away at the same time.

"you……"

Ye Zhao wanted to ask Zhou Xin why he lost his memory in a car accident?

Did he receive any letters written to him during those six years?

Also, there is the recording Zhou Daqiang gave him.