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The Villain Slaps The Protagonist’s Halo - Chapter 91

Added 2024-01-17 02:28:03 +0000 UTC

Chapter 91: Love is a Green Light

Nie Jia put on Shi Chen's shirt, and Shi Chen, standing beside him, looked at his slender and fair shoulders, saying, "I'll accompany you."

Nie Jia smiled, "He has two dogs; you better not come, or you'll break out in rashes again."

"I'll have Ye Ying accompany you; come back soon." Shi Chen lifted the blanket off the bed, picked up the clothes he had prepared for Nie Jia the night before, and helped him put them on. Nie Jia obediently raised his hand, letting Shi Chen manipulate him.

After some intimate moments in the room, Nie Jia finally emerged.

After breakfast, Ye Ying drove Nie Jia to Lin Haoran's residence. During the journey, Nie Jia seemed lost in thought, leaning on the car window, elbow supporting his forehead, with a subtle air of hostility unconsciously leaking out. Even Ye Ying, who occasionally glanced at him through the rearview mirror, couldn't help but wonder if the information she found last night was accurate.

This person didn't seem like someone who would submit to being a plaything.

Nie Jia was unaware of Ye Ying's scrutiny, closing his eyes in contemplation.

In the constructed world data by the Prosecution Team, there must be an assigned antagonist role for him. The situation in this world was tumultuous from the beginning. Nie Jia only now had the leisure to think. If he's the antagonist, is Lin Haoran the protagonist?

Nie Jia let out a contemptuous chuckle.

While the original owner had some shortcomings, it didn't justify ending up mentally crushed and forced to death by Lin Haoran. In the original plot, after the original owner's death, Lin Haoran regretted it deeply, realizing his enduring love for the original owner. He began to be moody but remembered the original owner's insistence, working diligently on developing Sejia Media for him.

During this process, Lin Haoran found an artist in Sejia Media who bore a striking resemblance to Nie Jia. Overwhelmed by emotions, Lin Haoran followed the old path of pampering and elevating the person into an international superstar. Finally, the superstar, upon learning about their shared past, willingly retired and stayed by Lin Haoran's side, gradually helping him overcome his inner turmoil. Lin Haoran completely let go of the original owner and the guilt and struggle in his heart.

Nie Jia's face darkened.

The original owner was forced to death by Lin Haoran, and in the end, Lin Haoran left everything behind to be with someone else.

The tragic fate of the original owner was simply because he had taken ten million from Lin's mother, facing Lin Haoran's retaliation in both body and spirit. Lin Haoran called it love.

Love? How could that be love!

No one, especially not Nie Jia, who had experienced floating in despair, understood better what love truly meant.

"Mr. Nie, do you need me to accompany you upstairs?" When Ye Ying parked the car, she saw Lin Haoran's car. Lin Haoran was in the hospital last night; she wondered if he had returned by now.

"It's okay; I'll be down quickly." Ye Ying's words interrupted Nie Jia's thoughts. He whispered a command, then got out of the car.

The script left behind at Lin Haoran's residence was crucial for Nie Jia. Without Shi Chen's request, he wouldn't have come back. He specifically chose a time when Lin Haoran wasn't around, but unexpectedly, Lin Haoran, who had been in the hospital last night, was already back this morning.

As soon as he entered, he heard the suppressed anger in a man's voice, "Where did you go last night?"

Without changing his shoes, Nie Jia walked into the room. Lin Haoran was waiting in the living room, with a cast on his chest. He looked at Nie Jia, and his eyes were filled with furious waves.

Lin Haoran had searched for him all night, getting no information at all!

He had provoked a group of people at the club last night, angering Lin Haoran. Even in the midst of the pain of bone displacement at the hospital, Lin Haoran was thinking about how to discipline Nie Jia, make him more obedient.

But Lin Haoran didn't expect that Nie Jia had disappeared like last night. No matter how many people he sent out, they all returned empty-handed, as if Nie Jia had evaporated.

Suddenly, a hint of panic appeared in Lin Haoran's anger.

He recalled years ago when Nie Jia had disappeared suddenly, and no matter what connections he used, he couldn't find him. All he got was a breakup text.

Thinking about the four years separated from Nie Jia, Lin Haoran didn't want to go through that again. Perhaps there was a precedent. This time, when Nie Jia disappeared suddenly, Lin Haoran became anxious, even starting to question if he had been too harsh. But, in fact, he didn't really want those people to bully Nie Jia; he just wanted to scare him.

Considering that Nie Jia might vanish again for four years, Lin Haoran became extremely anxious. Then, remembering the imminent crisis at Sejia Media, he realized Nie Jia couldn't have truly left. So, he anxiously waited at home before dawn.

Nie Jia completely ignored Lin Haoran, heading straight to the study to look through the scripts the original owner had left behind.

Lin Haoran immediately followed, leaning against the doorway, frowning as he asked, "I'm asking you, where did you go last night? Do you know I searched for you all night?"

Nie Jia downloaded some files onto a USB drive and found a few printed scripts from the cabinet, ready to leave.

"Where are you going?" Lin Haoran immediately stopped him.

Nie Jia remained expressionless, using the script to push Lin Haoran's hand away, indifferently saying, "Away from you."

Lin Haoran's breath tightened, angrily saying, "Stop him!"

The bodyguard, who had been quietly standing by the sofa, immediately took two swift steps and blocked Nie Jia.

Nie Jia stood still, hearing Lin Haoran's voice behind him, "Nie Jia, can't you behave a little better and not force me? If you dare to step out of this room now, our agreement is null and void. If, after six months, you fail to compensate me with 1.2 billion, you'll completely lose control of Sejia Media. Do you really want to see the empire you painstakingly built fall into someone else's hands?"

Lin Haoran, by bringing up this matter, touched a nerve with Nie Jia, igniting a fire within him.

How dare he use the agreement as a threat? The original owner had been a submissive lover, enduring humiliation and mistreatment. But in the end, when the gamble agreement reached its deadline, Lin Haoran unhesitatingly took away the shares of Sejia Media, effectively driving the original owner to his death.

From the very beginning, Lin Haoran had never intended to let the original owner go. He used the guise of love to forcefully seize from the original owner, but what right did he have?

"I won't leave. Will you not touch my shares if I stay?" Nie Jia turned around calmly and spoke.

"Of course!" Lin Haoran blurted out.

"But I won't trust you again," Nie Jia said.

Suddenly, Lin Haoran's heart skipped a beat.

"When I started the project, I only took five hundred million in investment from you. Lin Haoran, honestly, did only you, Lin Second Young Master, have the capability to offer that five hundred million?"

Certainly not... At that time, Nie Jia was a renowned director in the industry. As soon as he initiated a project, investors competed to provide funds. In the eyes of capitalists, five hundred million was a small sum. The original owner had no shortage of investments and yet, why did he choose Lin Haoran?

"Because I believed in you, even deluded myself into thinking that we might have a chance to start over. That's why I signed that gamble agreement without any precautions. Little did I know, you harbored unknown hatred and retaliated against me, ruining my new work, trampling on my dignity, insulting my character. Last night, you even wanted to throw me to a group of men for amusement. Lin Haoran, on what grounds do you treat me like this!" Nie Jia's eyes turned red, filled with anger. His appearance, infuriated, appeared as a desolate posture in Lin Haoran's eyes.

The original owner's wish was to save Sejia Media. Nie Jia could rebuild it from scratch if needed, but beyond that, he also wanted to teach Lin Haoran a lesson, make him reconsider what the word "love" truly meant!

Lin Haoran was reddening under Nie Jia's scolding, his breath becoming somewhat turbulent. He gritted his teeth, "Why? Don't you know in your heart? Six years ago, I gave up everything for you. How did you treat me? You took the money and left without a glance back. Now, do you have any qualification to think about starting over with me?"

"What else do you expect me to do? Reject the underworld lady's mother, irritate her, let her unknowingly kill me? Even you were restricted by your parents, what would they do to me? Why should I ask you to stand against your parents with me? Where were you when your parents insulted me? When they threatened me and almost jeopardized my graduation, where were you? When your mother almost chopped off my hand, where were you? We're mismatched socially; you couldn't stand up for me, forcing me to bear the pressure and threats from your parents alone. You couldn't protect me, and I couldn't resist the aristocracy. I played along until I got tired, and when I left, why do you have the right to retaliate against me?" Nie Jia stood firmly in front of him, furious, accusing.

Yet, Lin Haoran felt a subtle unease, "I don't know what my mother did to you... I didn't know..."

"Do you lack a brain?" Nie Jia scolded with raised eyebrows.

"Nie Jia..." Lin Haoran, receiving this scolding, felt a sudden pang of pain. He had never considered what his parents had done to Nie Jia during his house arrest. He only received a breakup text and a video provided by his mother when he was released from house arrest, concluding that Nie Jia was a fraud who abandoned emotions for money.

He hadn't thought about what Nie Jia went through during his house arrest. His father was just a businessman, but dealing with an ordinary university student was enough. Especially considering that his mother was the young mistress of the Shi family, she had many means. At that time, Nie Jia faced everything alone, was he terrified?

What was he thinking back then? Did he hate himself for dragging him into this vortex? He had always thought that for their love, he was

fighting against the world. But in reality, he was only trying not to hurt his parents, while Nie Jia faced the absolute power that could easily erase everything he had.

Why had he never thought about these things before?

"You won't spare me; you set traps for me to jump into. How could you let me go? I won't trust you again." Nie Jia looked at Lin Haoran with disappointment and cold indifference, refusing to argue further, turning to leave.

"No, Nie Jia, don't go!" Lin Haoran panicked. He hurriedly went over, attempting to hold Nie Jia's hand, but was immediately pushed away.

"Nie Jia, give me some time, please?" Lin Haoran was completely flustered.

"For such a trivial matter, you haven't figured it out in over six years. I don't have time to waste with you." Nie Jia pushed away the bodyguard and walked out.

However, as soon as he opened the door, he found a dignified woman standing outside. She raised her hand and slapped Nie Jia, saying, "How dare you come back!"

A crisp sound echoed as the intense pain followed.

Nie Jia stood at the doorway, motionless. This unexpected slap caught him off guard, as he didn't anticipate such a welcome. Before he could react, his head was slightly tilted by the force of the slap.

Ye Ying had come up when she saw Shi Chen coming up. She didn't expect Shi Chen to take action and even launch a surprise attack. She didn't have time to stop it, watching Nie Jia being slapped right in front of her. Her eyes narrowed, her gaze freezing as she clenched her fists.

"Mom!" Lin Haoran was stunned, quickly moving forward, trying to shield Nie Jia behind him, "Why did you come?"