The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

Can't fight, this is his own little guy.

Aya Qingxuan thought silently.

She put on the mask of the banquet again.

"Why do I have to wear sunglasses and a mask?" Yan Lu naturally led Ling Qingxuan on the way to the supermarket.

This time, without waiting for Ling Qingxuan to speak, Yan Wu said first: "I'm so handsome, maybe I'm a star or something, so I can't show my face and cause a sensation?"

Lingqing Xuanxuan glanced at him, "You owe a debt."

Yan Lu: ... Silently covered his mask tightly.

I went to the supermarket and picked fresh vegetables for lunch. It seems that I am very skilled in cooking.

"It's better to choose small."

"big."

Ling Qingxuan deliberately pointed at the big white radish next to him, and sang the opposite of Yan Lu.

"Little tender, my wife is obedient."

After the banquet, I always felt that something was wrong.

He looked at the big, green-leafed radish, and his tendency to think crooked came out again. He lowered his head and approached Ling Qingxuan's ear and said, "Dear, are you implying that I'm green by you?"

The little girl said seriously, "No, you green me."

Banquet has never seen such a scumbag.

Well, he is a scumbag, a real hammer.

If it weren't for the large number of people here, he would have knelt on the ground and let Ling Qingxuan beat him to death.

He lost interest in cooking.

"I decided to go out to perform and take good care of you." The three views of the banquet after amnesia were extremely correct.

Ling Qingxuan nodded in approval, "This face can sell for a good price."

Luncheon: QAQ!

"No no no, my face and body are yours!"

Yan Lu picked up the big radish with disapproval on his face.

The two went out of the supermarket after buying the vegetables. Someone wanted to pat Ling Qingxuan from behind, but Yan Wu quickly grabbed the man's wrist and twisted it.

"Ah! It hurts, let go, let go."

Yan Wu threw him away and protected Ling Qingxuan in his arms, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Yan Lu was a little proud, it turned out that he was quite good at it.

The man squeezed his hands and smiled twice at Ling Qingxuan, "You, are you Yingge?"

"Sakura song?" Yan Lu said this name, always feeling a little familiar.

Ling Qingxuan nodded lightly, "Is something wrong?"

The man was very excited, "I, I thought I was wrong, I didn't mean anything, I just wanted to take a picture with you, you are more beautiful than in the game!"

Yan Wu stopped in front of Ling Qingxuan, like a loyal bodyguard, "It's okay to take pictures, but to sign."

Well, the average star should be like this, and his wife is good-looking.

Aya Qingxuan: ?

How did you get fooled into the signature.

The man was also very happy to hear that he could sign it, and hurriedly approached to ask her to sign it on his clothes.

Banquet blocked, "Paper."

The man found a piece of paper and a pen in despair, and Aya Qingxuan signed it at will.

"I must be the first to get the signature of the first beauty in the whole server, hahaha." The man squinted and smiled honestly.

Before he could let go of his laughter, Yan Lu took away his signature paper.

Yan Qing asked Aya Qingxuan to sign again.

"Here, your signature, bye."

Yan Lu gave him the second signature paper.

The first one was tucked into his arms.

Seeing the two of them leave, the man touched his head, "Who is this man, Yingge male ticket?"

"Isn't your name Yiling? What is Sakurage, and what is the number one beauty in the entire server?"

Yan Wu took Aya Qingxuan aside and asked.

He had seen Aya Qingxuan's personal terminal, so he knew her real name.

But he didn't have much reaction to her real name, but he had a strange feeling about the word Yingge.

"Don't you remember Banquet Touring the World?"

As soon as Ling Qingxuan said these words, the bag in Yan Wu's hand fell to the ground. He half-squatted down, covered his head, and pressed it painfully.

"It hurts...my head, it hurts so much."

"Yan Lu?" Ling Qingxuan took his hand, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Yan Wu was stunned, "My name is Yan Wu?"

"Well, what do you remember?"

Shen Yuan, chains, wounds that cannot heal.

These pictures flashed in Yan Lu's mind, he suddenly gritted his teeth and fainted.

...

Hospital.

Aya Qingxuan was sitting in the doctor's office.

"After the instrument test, your husband's body has been in a state of malnutrition for a long time, and he has not suffered trauma. It should be that his brain was stimulated by electromagnetic waves and magnetic fields, and he lost his memory."

He is not yet my husband.

[Host, you can only use family information for registration. If you use the villain, it will be found out by the male protagonist. 】

Aya Qingxuan silently put down the rebuttal.

"Then how to restore memory?"

The doctor said: "One is to come to the hospital for brain stimulation, and the other is to find something familiar to him."

If you come to the hospital, you have to be hospitalized.

The two were talking when the nurse ran over, "Doctor, doctor, the patient woke up and was looking for his wife."

The doctor and Aya Qingxuan went over together.

I saw Yan Lu looked at those people defensively, with pale faces, and seemed to dislike this scene very much.

"Wife!" Seeing Ling Qingxuan, Yan Wu didn't even care about the needle in his hand, he rushed over and hugged Ling Qingxuan.

Ling Qingxuan could feel him trembling slightly.

"Take me home, I don't want to stay here."

The doctor coughed lightly, "I personally recommend the second method. Your husband seems to be very uncomfortable with the hospital environment, but this injection is still needed, and he will need to get some medicine later."

"Um."

Ling Qingxuan pressed Yan Wu back, but he still didn't want to lie on the hospital bed and kept struggling.

"Be obedient and finish the needle."

Thanks to him being alive and well before, his body has been malnourished.

Seeing that she was angry, Yan Lu had to decide after a long while, "You stay with me in bed."

"puff."

A few nurses laughed, not seeing how clingy the man was.

Ling Qingxuan accompanied him to the bed with an indifferent expression.

The nurse inserted the needle again, and Yan Lu obediently hugged Ling Qingxuan and did not struggle any more.

"So sleepy." Yan Lu squinted his eyes, but refused to close them.

"Sleep when you are tired, and go home after the injection."

Yan Wu shook his head, "I'm such a scumbag, what if I fall asleep and you abandon me."

He was very clear about his position, "Don't leave me, I have to go home and cook for you."

Ling Qingxuan gently pinched his face and intertwined his fingers, "If I don't leave you, hurry to sleep."

If you don't sleep, it will knock you out.

Yan Wu responded, grabbed Ling Qingxuan's hand tightly, and closed her eyes against her shoulder at the head of the bed.

The sleeping banquet had a hint of gloom, and there was an inescapable melancholy between his brows.

Ling Qingxuan looked at it for a while, then looked away at the personal terminal that was always on.

Kong Cheng sent countless messages saying that he wanted to invite her to the company.

What to discuss specifically, say you want to have an interview.

Talk about anything, just do it.

[Host, maybe go to the company and find a way to help the villain restore his memory. 】

Isn't it nice when the little guy has amnesia?

Just don't recover.

She has money and can support.

[…] Being rich and powerful is different.