Jiaojiao, You Don't Want To... [Yandere Reverse Harem Novel]

Chapter 24 (1/2)

Wen Sui pulled Wen Zhijiao all the way to a secluded part of the corridor. His steps were quick, and his grip on her hand trembled slightly, cold as well. She really didn't understand why he seemed so terrified and sad. When he finally stopped, he hugged her again. His arms wrapped around her head, as if confirming her existence, his face rubbing against hers.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" Wen Sui moved around, and the curls at the back of Wen Zhijiao's head were caught by his shirt sleeve, making her cry out in pain. She clenched her fist and pounded his shoulder, "Let! Go! It hurts!"

Wen Sui was knocked breathless by her punches, but immediately stopped moving, his other hand reached through her hair to untie it. Because it was her hair at the back of her head, Wen Zhijiao could only be muffled in his chest, feeling his fabric rubbing against her face. He wasn't wearing much, and the beating of his heart and the warmth of his chest seeped through his shirt, warming Wen Zhijiao's cheeks. She turned her head to breathe, but still felt the warmth of his body temperature and breath intertwined, the heat making her face flush.

Wen Sui's fingers moved around in her hair, and the fabric of his arm occasionally brushed against her ear. Her shoulders loosened, and she felt goosebumps rising, a shiver running down her spine.

Wen Zhijiao was a little dissatisfied, "Hurry up! Are you done yet?"

Wen Sui's fingers paused, then continued to play with her hair. His index finger circled around her hair, gently tugging at it, and she immediately jumped up and shouted, "Wen Sui! Be gentle!"

He lowered his head and quickly saw her slightly flushed face. She was always afraid of the cold and the heat, and it had only been a few minutes, and she was already sweating slightly, with fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

Wen Sui's curls hung over his forehead, his eyes curved, and a low chuckle escaped his throat, "Isn't being gentle more torturous?"

Wen Zhijiao frowned, "You're getting out of hand, you dare to talk dirty to me!"

"I didn't," Wen Sui bit his lower lip, then chuckled softly, "Okay, but what's wrong with it? Jiang Yuancheng is like that."

"You, you, you just wait for me!" Wen Zhijiao was so angry she couldn't find the words, she gritted her teeth and pushed him hard, a small clump of hair was ripped out by the force of the movement.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" She crumpled up, rubbing her scalp while shedding tears. As she looked up, she saw Wen Sui pick up the few strands of hair tangled on his sleeve with a look of heartache. She lowered her head and ran into his chest.

"Ah—cough, cough, cough!" Wen Sui was caught off guard, feeling a sharp pain in his chest. The force of the impact knocked him back a few steps, and he coughed violently. Wen Zhijiao also rubbed her forehead, stood on tiptoe and pulled his hair, "Say another word and try it!"

Wen Sui was pulled so that he almost bent over, but he couldn't help but grin, repeatedly pleading, "I'm wrong, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore... I just thought, ouch, ouch, ouch... my hair was permed for too long, it's so brittle!"

Wen Zhijiao finally let go, but still stuck her hands into his hair and messed it up a little, then she heard him groan, and his head actually fell onto her shoulder again.

Wen Zhijiao shrugged, "Get off, don't be so clingy."

"No, I feel uncomfortable." His voice was a little hoarse, and after a few seconds, he said, "Sis, let's go back... I'm really scared, I'm afraid I won't see you again. Just now... no, last night, the Jiang family people came to find us. They said a lot of things, saying they were going to take you away, saying we couldn't see each other again, we could only receive some photos and videos every week..." ()

"Why can they be so high and mighty?" Wen Sui's lips pressed against her face, his eyes fixed on her ears, the silver tassel earrings swaying in her hair. He said, "Jiang Yuancheng is, Jiang Linchen is, and that person just now is..."?

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Wen Zhijiao pulled her hand out of his hair, she felt a little touched, she just patted his head like she was bouncing a ball, "Maybe it's because they're really rich." She murmured softly, "Otherwise, I wouldn't be with Jiang Yuancheng." But who knew Jiang Yuancheng was so crazy, and the Jiang family was so terrifying. Why wasn't there someone who was both rich, mentally sound, loved her, and listened to everything she said?

Wen Sui laughed, "We'll be rich too."

"Stop dreaming, you little waste." Wen Zhijiao moved her hand from his head to his face, and patted him, "But I want to go back too, this place is too scary."

Wen Sui was stunned, his black grape-like eyes lit up, "Really? When? Let's go in the next few days? Let me tell you, a new restaurant opened near our house, their squirrel fish is super sour! And the small orchard our family contracted also—"

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense!" Wen Zhijiao pulled his face, he seemed to feel pain, but still smiled brightly. She pinched his cheek, "Wait for me to finish my business!"

Wen Sui's eyes were watery, "What big business?"

Of course, it's the big business of getting gold coins! Wen Zhijiao held his face with both hands, "You don't understand, I need to deal with it slowly, it's a very important matter."

Wen Sui blinked again, his beautiful face full of trust, "Then sister, I'll wait for you, I believe you can handle it. Also, just stay away from that guy... his teeth are weird, he talks dirty, and he has so many tattoos, he feels scary." He looked a little scared, "Is he a gangster?"

"No." A voice suddenly cut in, and then Wen Zhijiao's wrist was grabbed by a force. The next second, she was forcefully pulled aside, and Wen Sui, who had been leaning on her shoulder, staggered to his feet.

Wen Zhijiao was stunned, she looked up, and didn't know when Pei Ye had arrived. His expression was fierce, his eyes narrowed, he stared at Wen Sui and said word by word, "What, tattoos and earrings are illegal? Why don't you say dyeing hair and perming hair, is it because you also perm and dye your hair?"

Wen Sui blinked, looked at his hand holding Wen Zhijiao's, his voice softened, "Were you eavesdropping on us?"

Pei Ye said, "What, is this your living room? And I don't think you're that young, stop being so clingy." He seemed to deliberately say the wrong thing, his index finger hooked at the corner of his lips, revealing a small row of sharp teeth next to his canine teeth, "I can't eat."

Wen Sui bit his lip, although he was about the same height and build as Pei Ye, he looked very much like a victim. He looked at Wen Zhijiao, "Sis... is he your friend? I think his mood is not very good, I hope you can be careful of outsiders, is it wrong to be concerned?"

Pei Ye also looked down at Wen Zhijiao, pursed his lips, and the black eyes under his white hair even looked a little wronged, "I stayed up all night driving for hours to find you, and then I sent you here, I can't even say a word to you, and I have to be slandered by your brother."

Both of their gazes were fixed on Wen Zhijiao, as if she was the referee. Wen Zhijiao used to be very good at () handling this kind of situation, because the eyes that were cast on her were always from boys who were trying to curry favor with her, she could just let them fight and then leave, but now... she looked at Pei Ye, Pei Ye probably hated his wet jacket, it was half-hanging on his body, under the black work vest inside, she could clearly see the muscles and various tattoos on his arms... He looked really dangerous, and yesterday she was almost taken away by him for revenge! She looked at Wen Sui again, Wen Sui looked clean and innocent, his face under his curly hair was full of helplessness, but she also saw him holding his phone, and the phone interface was still the contact list... No way, he could be wronged, but who knows how he would complain to her parents!

Wen Zhijiao: "..."

She thought for a moment and said, "I think I still want to see Yuancheng."

Wen Zhijiao turned and ran.

"Sis!"

"Don't go!"

The two of them shouted together.

Pei Ye pulled Wen Zhijiao back, and this time, even Wen Sui stepped forward and grabbed her other hand.

Damn it, did time go backwards? Why are they back to the stalemate of being pulled by both of them again!

"Sis, I don't understand what's so good about Jiang Yuancheng," Wen Sui's face tightened, the innocent and wronged look just now disappeared, revealing some irritation and questioning, "The Jiang family has treated you like that, why do you still want to go?"

"Can you let go of my hand, I have something to say to my sister," Pei Ye paused, as if he couldn't hold back his irritation, he looked at Wen Sui, "I've been interrupted by you many times, can you get a grip on the situation?"

Wen Zhijiao: "..."

She was a little desperate, and was struggling with how to phrase it, when she looked up and saw a familiar young man in the distance, holding a phone, looking down at his watch as he walked towards the elevator. This person, was he the one in the ward just now? The young man was wearing a white coat, tall and with long legs, his black hair was tied up at the back of his head, he was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, even from the side, he looked elegant and beautiful. Wen Zhijiao felt the light bulb in her head turn on, she shouted at the young man, "Doctor!"

The voice was a little high-pitched, there weren't many people in the corridor, and the young man looked around in confusion, then looked over. The next second, she saw the young man's shocked expression. At this moment, Pei Ye and Wen Sui also looked over.

Good, now's the time! Wen Zhijiao forcefully broke free from the two of them, at this moment, her mind was only filled with the freedom of "Suddenly breaking free from the golden shackles, today I finally know who I am!", and she ran towards the young man, ignoring the shouts of Pei Ye and Wen Sui behind her.

"Jiaojiao, he's not—"

"Sis, what are you doing!"

The young man's narrow, affectionate eyes were still a little stunned, but Wen Zhijiao had already rushed in front of him, panting slightly. She grabbed the young man's hand and looked up at him, "Doctor, I'm Jiang Yuancheng's fiancée, how is he doing? Doctor, talk, doctor!"

The young man: "..."

He lowered his head and looked at his clothes, after a few seconds, he seemed to laugh angrily, "Mr. Jiang is still in the critical period, do you need the entire Imperial Medical Academy to be buried with you, Madam?"

Wen Zhijiao: "...Ah?"

At this time, Pei Ye came over and pulled Wen Zhijiao back, "Gu Ye, stop messing around."

Gu Ye: "...Are you kidding me, who's messing around here?"

Wen Zhijiao was a little confused, "Ah?"

The name Gu Ye, it felt a little familiar.

"Jiaojiao, this is Yuancheng's friend, not a doctor, his name is Gu Ye." Pei Ye held his head, then looked at Gu Ye, "You know her too."

At this moment, Wen Zhijiao realized that he was wearing a suit under his jacket, and the jacket just looked like a white coat. She quickly apologized, "Sorry, I thought you were wearing a white coat."

Gu Ye didn't even look at her, he just hung up the phone, then took off his jacket and threw it in Pei Ye's face, "How can you play forbidden love when Jiang Yuancheng is still dead? Here, take your jacket, doctor-patient is more exciting."

He finished speaking, then glanced at Wen Zhijiao, said nothing more, and turned to leave.