The Villain Slaps The Protagonist’s Halo - Chapter 107

Chapter 107: Love is a Green Light

"Nie Jia, I..." Shen Siyu's eyes were red, wanting to struggle a bit more, but when she raised her head, she saw Nie Jia's dark and terrifying gaze.

It was a cruel look that seemed to want to kill.

Shen Siyu dared not speak any further, and was "kindly" escorted out by Shi Lao.

"Nie Jia, we'll leave first. I'll complete all the filming as soon as possible," Han Manny wiped away her tears, nodded slightly at Nie Jia, and left with Tong Hai.

With a crisp sound, the pen in Nie Jia's hand broke.

Ye Ying turned her head and saw Nie Jia sitting behind a large desk, his expression indifferent as usual, his posture proud. Other than his eyes being unusually calm, there was nothing abnormal.

Shen Siyu was expelled from the CEO's office and the news spread quickly in the company. The only known reason was that Nie Jia originally wanted to reshoot a scene, ordered actors not to leave the set, and Shen Siyu, for some unknown reason, insisted on opposing Nie Jia, taking two days off immediately.

Now, Nie Jia told him to take a year-long vacation.

Many artists were shocked by Nie Jia's unpredictable temperament, and there was a faint joy that Shen Siyu, who had recently risen, was kicked off the pedestal so quickly.

After expelling Shen Siyu, Nie Jia quietly went back to dealing with business. However, Ye Ying could see clearly that Nie Jia had been staring at a document for almost half an hour, without turning a single page, apparently lost in thought.

It was close to nine o'clock when Shi Chen arrived, bringing breakfast to Nie Jia. Nie Jia finally broke the silent state that lasted the whole morning.

"Why didn't you wait for me; you came by yourself." Shi Chen hadn't had breakfast either. He moved to the coffee table next to Nie Jia, eating together.

"You weren't awake yet, and there was nothing urgent, so I came by myself." Nie Jia didn't look into Shi Chen's eyes, accepting the chopsticks he handed over and eating a small steamed bun.

"How did you handle it?" Shi Chen asked casually.

Nie Jia was still eating, unable to answer him. Ye Ying spoke up from behind, "Mr. Nie pulled Shen Siyu out of the crew, scolded Han Manny, and let Tong Hai take over after all. It's all settled, it might delay the shooting process, but it should be manageable."

Nie Jia nodded.

Shi Chen smiled, looking at Nie Jia, "Well, what about Lin Haoran? What do you intend to do by leaving him hanging?"

Lin Haoran had been found and monitored last night. According to Shi Chen's suggestion, he could have been brought in front of Shi Lao before Shi Yiyuan arrived. Shi Lao was currently in a rage, and Lin Haoran and Shi Yiyuan would be sent back to Xia City immediately, bringing some peace.

But Nie Jia ordered Lin Xian to stay put, just monitoring, not moving him. Shi Chen would not easily go against Nie Jia's intentions, but he wanted to know what Nie Jia planned to do.

"I and Lin Xian don't mind giving him a hard time." Nie Jia said calmly, "I can't kill him now, but torturing him is still an option."

Shi Chen subtly furrowed his brows at Nie Jia's words but didn't say anything.

"Shi Yiyuan definitely thinks the same as you. Lin Haoran temporarily can't appear in front of Shi Lao. He's in a rage now, who knows what he might do. It's better to let Lin Haoran stay away for a few days. When Shi Lao calms down, he can go and apologize, and there might still be a chance to salvage the situation," Nie Jia suggested.

Ye Ying asked in confusion, "So, by not letting Lin Xian take any action now, aren't you aligning with Shi Yiyuan's intentions?"

"Shi Lao currently has only Lin Xian and Lulu by his side. Lin Haoran, this disobedient puppet, I won't bother cultivating him anymore. Let him return to Xia City just like this; it's too cheap for him." Nie Jia put down his chopsticks and said to Shi Chen, "I'm full."

Seeing that Nie Jia had his own thoughts, Shi Chen didn't inquire further. He accompanied Nie Jia in the company for the morning. After having lunch together, they rested at home for a while. In the afternoon, Shi Chen originally wanted to take Nie Jia back to the main house to see the old lady, but this time Nie Jia refused, claiming there were still things to deal with at the company. Shi Chen had to go back alone and planned to pick up Nie Jia from the company in the evening.

"You go back with Shi Chen. There are always people lurking in the shadows there. Don't be careless this time. I'll be at the company this afternoon, so you don't need to follow me," Nie Jia told Ye Ying.

Ye Ying, still concerned about last night's incident, didn't refuse when Nie Jia said that. She went back to the main house with Shi Chen.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, it started raining. Nie Jia crossed his arms and stood in front of the window, watching the torrential rain outside. The emotions in his eyes were like the raging storm outside, full of manic fierceness.

As soon as Shen Siyu returned home, he saw a figure standing by the living room window. He was startled, "Mr. Nie...?"

The living room was dark, and Shen Siyu groped towards the wall in the hallway. When he saw Nie Jia's straight but gloomy figure, he had already broken into a cold sweat, and his hand slipped on the light switch, failing to turn on the lights.

"Mr. Nie?" Shen Siyu cautiously took a few steps forward, feeling a nervous and oppressive tension as he looked at Nie Jia's back.

He didn't know how Nie Jia got in; the apartment was arranged by the company, and maybe Nie Jia had a key. However, the crucial point was, why did Nie Jia, who severely criticized and accurately hit his weak point this morning, suddenly come to him?

What could be the matter? Did Nie Jia regret it?

Before Shen Siyu could even feel a bit of relieved joy, Nie Jia put down his hand. A sharp hunting knife suddenly appeared in the sleeve of his suit, and he turned slowly, abandoning the mild malice he had concealed in the morning at the company. What Shen Siyu now faced was an overwhelming and almost drowning killing intent.

Shen Siyu, terrified, held his breath, then sat down on the ground in a liver-stricken manner, watching Nie Jia, who was walking towards him with a knife, as if seeing an evil spirit from hell. He was so frightened that his legs straightened, and he tried to crawl up to escape.

However, when his hand just touched the doorknob, the sharp and icy blade suddenly pierced through his chest, revealing a gleaming blade tip.

In that moment, Shen Siyu felt his entire chest numb and cold

. He couldn't believe it as he lowered his head, watching the small blade tip suddenly retreat into his own body. Nie Jia squatted down, one hand pressing on Shen Siyu's shoulder, the other forcefully pulling the hunting knife from behind.

Blood sprayed all over Nie Jia, splattering the hallway.

"Shi Chen always dislikes me killing recklessly, but as long as he doesn't know, it's fine," Nie Jia whispered in Shen Siyu's ear, "I also never liked others planning for Shi Chen. Unfortunately, you let me find out."

With that said, he thrust the knife into Shen Siyu's heart.

Even before Nie Jia took action, KK had detected the drastic change in Nie Jia's emotions, and had been trying to dissuade him, to no avail.

Not only Shen Siyu, even KK didn't expect that Nie Jia would eventually choose to act on his own.

After dealing with Shen Siyu, Nie Jia returned home covered in blood.

He didn't immediately change out of his clothes, which were stained with blood; instead, he went into the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, observing himself expressionlessly.

"Mr. Nie, are you okay?" KK asked with concern.

Nie Jia looked at himself in the mirror for a long time, wiped away a bit of blood from his eyes with the back of his hand, and remained silent for a while before asking, "Does this have nothing to do with my manic depression?"

How many times did he stab Shen Siyu just now? Nie Jia couldn't remember.

"Yes," KK replied in a low voice.

"In that case, the prosecution team has always been trying to portray me as having a criminal personality, and they have succeeded, right?" Nie Jia sneered silently. "If Shi Chen finds out that I killed Shen Siyu, what will he think?"

"Shen Siyu is just a set of data; he is not a real life form..." KK began to explain.

Nie Jia interrupted him, "But Shi Chen doesn't know that he is just data. In the last cycle, I killed so many people, and Shi Chen didn't care because he knew they were just data. But even if they were real lives, I would still kill them without hesitation, and Shi Chen doesn't know. Now, for him, Shen Siyu is a life. When he knows that I killed Shen Siyu, what will he think?"

"Mr. Nie, please don't continue to torment yourself!" KK expressed distress, saying, "You have always been very uneasy, self-loathing, and have done your best to conceal the cruelty within you from Director [Shi Chen]. But, in fact, all your actions and changes are known to Director, and he doesn't care!"

"He doesn't care?" Nie Jia tilted his head, looking at himself covered in blood in the mirror, his gaze indifferent.

"Doesn't he care? Tell him when Director comes back that you killed Shen Siyu, and he, disgusted by your malice, threw you into this cycle to be done with you. Only then will you be at peace, right?" KK said sadly, "Director knows everything, and he won't be disgusted with you; it's you who are disgusted with yourself."

"Really?" Nie Jia murmured.

The sound of the door opening outside was followed by Shi Chen's calling, "Jia Jia?"

A calm and affectionate voice.

"When did you come back? You didn't tell me first. I was thinking of trying the newly opened private kitchen with you. But it's raining outside, so let's stay home. What do you want to eat tonight?" Outside, Shi Chen's voice continued to chatter. He seemed to have entered the bedroom but found no one. He called again, "Jia Jia?"

"I'm in the bathroom," Nie Jia said nervously, clenching his fists tightly.

Shi Chen pushed the door open and, upon seeing Nie Jia's blood-stained appearance, his pupils constricted. He took a step forward but didn't dare to touch him easily. Anxiously, he asked, "Where are you injured? Don't be afraid... Ye Ying, Ye Ying! Hurry down and get the car!"

"This isn't my blood," Nie Jia turned around to face Shi Chen, scrutinizing his expression. He said clearly, "I killed Shen Siyu."

As soon as the words were spoken, not only Shi Chen but even the hurried Ye Ying momentarily froze.

Nie Jia lowered his head, no longer looking at Shi Chen's face. He saw that Shi Chen took a step back and left with Ye Ying. Nie Jia bit his lip tightly, his eyelids were red, and he didn't know if it was from crying.

"Go and handle Shen Siyu's body. Have Ten Li erase all traces of surveillance," Shi Chen instructed Ye Ying in a low voice. Understanding the severity of the situation, Ye Ying nodded solemnly and immediately called Ten Li to go out.

When Shi Chen returned to the bathroom, Nie Jia was no longer there. The apartment wasn't large, and he quickly found Nie Jia on the terrace.

Nie Jia was sitting on a chair, hugging his knees, and the rain outside was heavy. The terrace was full of water, and Nie Jia was almost washed clean of the bloodstains on his body.

"Jia Jia, go wash up," Shi Chen reached out to hold his hand, wanting to pull him up, but Nie Jia resisted with a slight struggle.

Nie Jia's voice trembled as he pleaded, "Let me be alone for a while. Don't mind me, please."

Shi Chen fell silent. Nie Jia pulled his wrist away from Shi Chen's hand, his eyes were red, and rainwater mixed with tears streamed down his face. Shi Chen could tell that he was not in a good mood, but he didn't ask about the reasons. Instead, he bent over, lifted Nie Jia, and gently said, "Then stay in the room. I won't disturb you."

Nie Jia remained silent, and after a simple shower, Shi Chen placed him on the bed in the bedroom. A kiss on his forehead, Shi Chen said, "I'll be outside."

Then he walked out and closed the bedroom door.

Nie Jia crawled under the covers, curling himself into a ball.

Shi Chen stayed in the living room, and he received a call from Ye Ying.

"Boss, Shen Siyu isn't dead." Ye Ying said, "He's just unconscious."

Ten Li was dragging Shen Siyu out of the pool of blood, throwing him onto the bed. After checking, he was both surprised and angry, not knowing what he was angry about. He shouted at Ye Ying, "Miss Ye, does the boss mean for us to kill him?"

Ye Ying hit him on the head with the phone, saying, "What nonsense! Come and clean up the bloodstains!"

"Oh..." Ten Li let go of the collar of Shen Siyu's shirt he was holding and went to get a mop, grumbling.

Ye Ying, still puzzled, hung up the phone. She squatted by the bed, observing Shen Siyu. His skin was slightly cool, his lips pale, and even though he was currently in a state of unconsciousness, he was trembling slightly, showing obvious signs of hypovolemic shock. Yet, there was not a single wound on him, and there were no traces of blood withdrawal on his arms.

"Sis Ye, could it be haunted?" Ten Li asked with a shiver while mopping.

Ye Ying picked up the ashtray from the coffee table and hit Ten Li on the forehead, saying, "Stop talking nonsense and come to help!"

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