Marriage of a Sickly Villain and a Fortune Hunter

oticed his abnormal reaction.
He was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn’t help but want to pinch again.

Only then did he remember that there was an eyesore in the private booth, so he turned his head coldly and asked Wang Chengjin: “Do you have anything else to do?”

The double standard attitude was obvious.

Wang Chengjin knew that this was meant to drive away the guest.
The boss had run out of patience, and his presence here was preventing them from flirting.

It was a challenge to negotiate this matter in one sitting.
It was already good that Li Chengyuan was willing to see him, and there may be hope in the future.

Thus, he quickly left, not daring to be a third wheel for another second.

The booth fell silent.

Li Chengyuan was about to pinch that warm earlobe again, but Xia Xingchi suddenly took the initiative to “get off work.” Not only did he let go of his arm, but he also moved away.

Li Chengyuan: “……”

Perhaps one surnamed Wang should have been allowed to sit a little longer.

“My dear boss, you must have a solution, right?”

Xia Xingchi, who had a huge debt fall from the sky, looked over expectantly with a pair of big black eyes.

Even if Li Chengyuan was truly rich, his money didn’t fall from the sky either.
Spending unjust money would make a little money-grubber feel especially distressed regardless of who it was spent on.

But of course it was not okay to just sit and wait for death and let indecent photos go flying around.

Xia Xingchi knew that the villain’s power was not only based on money, but was much more massive and inexplicable.

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If he hadn’t died early due to poor health, he could have rewritten the original book as a “bad ending,” so it should be possible to solve this problem without wasting money.

When Li Chengyuan heard these words, he replied indifferently and without expression: “If you ask for help, you must display the attitude of asking for help.”

He had wanted to solve this trivial matter casually at first, but after thinking about it, he had a better plan.

In addition to probing Xia Xingchi’s reaction and identity, he had been waiting for this moment.

“Huh —” Xia Xingchi tilted his head.
Although he was right, how could he have the correct “attitude” to repay the expensive favor of this big tycoon?

Just as he was thinking, he saw a cool, pale, slender hand clasp the menu in front of him and slowly knock twice. 

Seeing this, Xia Xingchi slapped his head: “I get it, you want to ask for a meal!”

“En.” Li Chengyuan nodded slightly, his expression calm and cold.
“Sleep with me for another month.”

“Okay, no problem…..Ah?!” Xia Xingchi quaked.

He couldn’t believe his ears for a moment.
The possibility of a misunderstanding in dialect flashed through his mind, and he suspected that he had heard it wrong.

It was a pity that a certain person not only had a deep and pleasant voice, but also had clear and standard pronunciation.
He had obviously heard correctly.

“Li Chengyuan, you —” Dumbfounded, it took Xia Xingchi a long moment to regain his senses and get angry.
“What do you mean!”

They had quarreled over this matter just yesterday, so he must be taking revenge by saying such things now.

Or did he want to prove that his so-called “strength of character” was no match for the catastrophe of this fifteen million debt?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he suddenly spouted off like a submachine gun: “I said I wouldn’t sell myself! If they want to publish the photos, they can publish them! Even if the face on the photos is now mine —”

The words came to an abrupt end here, and he realized at once that he had almost made a slip of the tongue in his anger, so he quickly shut up.

Li Chengyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing at the little angry hedgehog with its spikes sticking up, but he didn’t pursue this confusing and cryptic sentence.

He just asked indifferently: “Sleeping in the same bed counts as prostitution?”

His anger had already been half-frightened away by his slip of the tongue.
Xia Xingchi was taken aback for a moment when he heard these words, and was too slow to be sure of their meaning.

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“So you mean……actually sleeping?” He asked belatedly.

“Otherwise, what are you thinking about?” Li Chengyuan revealed a smile that was not a smile.

“I, I was also thinking that.”

Xia Xingchi blushed.
It seemed that he lost his temper when he thought wrongly, and his guilt made him agree very quickly: “Okay then.”

Li Chengyuan lowered his head and took a sip of warm water to hide his triumphant smile.

This way, he didn’t have to go to his room to see him in the middle of the night, but could watch him at any time and even hold him in his arms.

Xia Xingchi spoke again: “But I don’t sleep very well.”

He always wanted to hug things when he fell asleep.
What if he accidentally used the big villain as a pillow and he got angry when he woke up and beat him violently in the middle of the night?

He knew that Li Chengyuan’s sleep was very poor, and the book mentioned that when it got serious, he had to rely on sleeping pills every day to fall asleep.

Li Chengyuan didn’t give him any time to doubt, and directly made the final decision: “Bring your things to my room tonight – you order first.”

Xia Xingchi’s head was full of questions, and he was unable to solve them.
He was at a loss when he saw the menu pushed in front of him.

The whole morning had been a tangle, and as expected, he had no time to mind him.
Not only did he obliviously agree to the condition of the lamb entering the tiger’s den, but he was also blinded by all kinds of “sky-high” prices in the blink of an eye.

Since Li Chengyuan asked him to order, he could only bite the bullet and flip through the menu.

He felt his hands shaking more and more – even the cheapest ordinary sausage fried rice cost more than three hundred.

Xia Xingchi hesitated for a moment.
Although this fried rice was relatively cheap, someone’s fragile glass stomach couldn’t handle greasy food.

Thinking of Li Chengyuan’s appearance when his stomach hurt, he couldn’t feed him indiscriminately just to save money.

His eyes finally stopped on a seemingly light and healthy seafood porridge, but he really couldn’t figure out why a bowl of porridge could sell for thousands.

In the past, this would cover his food expenses for more than half a year.
The little money-grubber felt increasingly distressed as he thought about it, so he looked back and forth through the menu, hesitating over what to order.

Li Chengyuan sat next to him, seemingly expressionless, but in fact his eyes were full of malicious intentions.
He vengefully wanted to make this little brat who only had money in his eyes feel distressed, spending money on him as if cutting flesh from his own body.