Chapter 2 Chapter 2 (Minor revision) The outrageous plot. …
The journey from the Sang family villa to the booked hotel was very quiet in the car and no one spoke.
Sang Wanwan has stayed in the main god space for too long. Every day, apart from escaping, she has to fight with all kinds of strange creatures. For the time being, she doesn't know how to get along with her husband and son.
Chi Junyu kept a stern face, his whole body tense and his head lowered, his brows full of world-weariness.
The four-year-old little Dumpling huddled pitifully between the two of them, occasionally looking up to peek at his mother beside him, his two short legs shaking nervously, and his body slowly, slowly and carefully moving towards his mother's side.
The car stopped at the hotel entrance.
Sang Wanwan got out of the car, bent down, picked up Chi Junyu and put him in a wheelchair.
Chi Junyu's body became more and more tense, his face looked grim, his hands were on the edge of the wheelchair, holding on to it tightly, and a freezing low pressure emanated from his body.
Sang Wanwan turned around and looked up.
Tuantuan, the little girl who had been sitting obediently in the car, was now climbing onto the back seat and trying to get out of the car with her short legs.
Sang Wanwan picked him up.
Suddenly, he was in the air, and his body shrank instinctively. Panic flashed in his wide eyes.
When he found his mother hugged him, he stared at her stupidly, and his sweet and soft mother hugged him tightly.
Sang Wanwan completed the check-in procedures and took the adult and the child into the elevator.
The room she booked was 1301 on the 13th floor. The hotel attendant pushed five suitcases into the room and left.
Looking across through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room, there are several office buildings.
Sang Wanwan toured the entire suite and was quite satisfied with the environment.
She had checked in the car just now and found that there was more than 3 million in her bank card, and there was a little over 10 million left in the card Chi Junyu gave her.
She plans to buy a stand-alone villa with a large yard so she can grow some vegetables and dig a small pond to raise fish.
However, she only has more than 14 million yuan in savings now, and cannot afford to buy a villa in Yanjing, where every inch of land is valuable. It is estimated that the three of them will have to live in a hotel for a long time in the future.
It seems that we still have to find a way to make money.
【“Wanwan, Wanwan, I have money!”】
The main god space, which had been silent all night, stood up again, and his tone was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
[“As long as you are bound to me, the countless treasures and props in my space will belong to you. Just take one and sell it at auction and you will become a rich woman!”]
Sang Wanwan ignored it.
She put the little ball down from her arms and put the things in the suitcase in order.
Just as I sorted my clothes and put them into the closet, there was a knock on the door of the suite.
The lunch she had just ordered at the hotel arrived.
At the dining table.
Sang Wanwan chewed slowly, savoring the food with great solemnity. As expected, the food in her memory tasted much better than instant noodles.
Four-year-old Tuan Tuan had a small bib around his neck, his cheeks were puffy, and he ate his food in big mouthfuls, as if he hadn't had a full meal for a long time.
Among the family of three, only Chi Junyu couldn't eat.
He looked at Sang Wanwan opposite him with a slightly startled look and saw that she had a very satisfied look on her face, as if she was eating something delicious.
His Wanwan is such a delicate person.
After they got married, he knew that she liked luxury and was very picky about her daily food, clothing and daily necessities, only wanting the best.
The cloakroom at home is filled with clothes, shoes, bags, and various jewelry from luxury brands.
She wears different clothes, shoes, carries a different bag, and wears different jewelry every day. She only eats gourmet meals made from top-quality ingredients airlifted in from abroad.
But now.
She ate the ordinary meals made from the most common ingredients in the hotel, and her face was full of satisfaction.
She is bare-faced, without her previous exquisite makeup.
The skirt she wore was a model of a certain brand last year, and she was not wearing any jewelry.
He was useless and a waste, and he could no longer let her live the life of a rich lady.
Chi Junyu looked down at his legs. No matter how hard he tried, his legs were numb.
The world's top medical team has sentenced his legs to death, and he will be a useless piece of shit confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life.
Not only did he fail to let her live the life of a rich wife, but because of her disability, she was ridiculed by people in her circle.
No wonder she wants to divorce herself.
Chi Junyu put down the chopsticks in his hand, and when he lowered his head, the strands of hair in front of his forehead fell down, slightly covering his gloomy eyes.
The plate in front of Sang Wanwan was clean, without even a grain of rice left. She raised her head and glanced casually, and found that there was still nearly two-thirds of the food left in front of Chi Junyu.
She looked carefully at her villain husband and found that he was as thin as her son Tuan Tuan.
"There's too much leftover food," Sang Wanwan said, "Don't waste food."
In the main god space, she was not well fed and clothed, and had been hungry for a long time, so she couldn't bear to see food being wasted.
Chi Junyu's face froze, and his heart felt heavy as if a huge rock was pressing on it.
By asking him not to waste food, was she implying that he was now broke, poor and useless? Of course she was.
He is no longer the former Mr. Chi. Now he is not only penniless but also a cripple. He has no right to be picky, and he cannot waste food.
Chi Junyu picked up the chopsticks again.
Sang Wanwan didn't know that when she simply reminded him "Don't waste food", Chi Junyu started to think wildly and filled his mind with all kinds of random things.
She stared at Chi Junyu until he finished the last bite of his food, then she looked away with satisfaction.
Sang Wanwan looked at Tuan Tuan, who had already eaten his fill and was sitting quietly and obediently beside her.
The child was too well-behaved and abnormally thin.
Half an hour after dinner, she put the child's folding bathtub and toiletries in the bathroom and took out some clothes for changing.
Tuan Tuan had already taken the initiative to enter the bathroom and stood aside obediently.
"Mom, Mom."
The weak, trembling, tentative, and milky voice penetrated into Sang Wanwan's ears.
Sang Wanwan paused in adjusting the water temperature.
Tuantuan's eyes suddenly brightened when he saw that his mother was not angry and did not scold him like Aunt Li did.
He mustered up the courage to hug his mother's legs, "Mom, Tuantuan can eat by himself, sleep by himself, and wash himself... Tuantuan is a good boy, mom, please don't abandon Tuantuan."
Sang Wanwan was stunned, her heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked, as if a breeze was blowing across the water, causing ripples.
The experience in the main god space had a great impact on Sang Wanwan.
Now, not only does she have no feelings for those people in the Sang family, but she also does not show any emotional fluctuations when facing Chi Junyu and her son Tuan Tuan.
In the 999 copy worlds she experienced in the main divine space, she stayed in each copy for at least ten years.
For a long time, the daily struggle to survive had consumed all her energy. Many memories of the real world were slowly fading, and when she occasionally thought of them, it was like watching a movie that had nothing to do with her.
Listening to Tuan Tuan's timid and cautious voice at this moment, Sang Wanwan's heart suddenly trembled and a little tenderness emerged.
Those vague memories about their family of three became clear and vivid.
She is not a qualified mother.
Chi Junyu had been in a car accident for the past six months and had spent most of her time receiving treatment in the hospital. Besides going to the hospital, she would go to the Sang family.
Their son lived in the old house of the Chi family and was taken care of by Chi Junyu's father and stepmother.
Looking at Tuantuan's timid appearance and frail body, one can tell what kind of life he has been leading in the past six months.
Sang Wanwan looked at the attachment in Tuantuan's eyes and picked him up with awkward movements.
After thinking for a while, she bent down and kissed his little face, "Mom will never abandon Tuantuan."
Mom kissed him!
Tuantuan's face flushed red. She hugged her mother's neck and shyly kissed her face back. Her timid voice became clear, "Mom, Mom!"
…
When Sang Wanwan came out of the bathroom carrying her son, the little boy had already fallen asleep.
She gently put her son back on the bed and covered him with a small quilt.
Chi Junyu was neither in the bedroom nor in the living room. The door of the study was half open, and there were faint noises coming from inside.
Sang Wanwan left the hotel and took a taxi to the largest real estate sales center in Yanjing.
She made some careful inquiries and confirmed that the price of the independent villas that met her requirements was between 50 million and 200 million.
[“Wanwan, as long as you are tied to me, it is not a dream to become a wealthy woman worth over 100 million overnight.”]
The main god space jumped out again and promoted itself very hard.
Sang Wanwan still ignored its chattering.
After leaving the real estate sales center, she went to the mall and bought a lot of toys.
Return to hotel.
When Sang Wanwan was waiting for the elevator, a young man with curly hair stood next to her.
"Hey, I'm at the Estrella Hotel right now," the young man said nonchalantly, "Room 444 of this hotel has been sealed for a long time. I heard that there have been several unspeakable supernatural events. Tonight I will broadcast the entire night visit to Room 444 live, so just wait and see."
Sang Wanwan glanced at the man casually.
There was a layer of black mist on his face that was invisible to ordinary people's eyes. It was a very thick aura of death.
There are always so many people seeking death in this world.
…
Sang Wanwan returned to Room 1301.
Little Dumpling was still sleeping. She quietly put down her shopping bag and turned to leave.
He paused as he passed the study.
Compared to her son, she had no idea how to get along with Chi Junyu, especially after knowing the plot development in the novel.
Her marriage to Chi Junyu was an accident.
Before they got married, the two had only met a few times and had never even spoken to each other.
She was drugged at the party, Chi Junyu got drunk and walked into the wrong room, and then they had sex in a daze.
Afterwards, she got pregnant in a clichéd way, and Chi Junyu said expressionlessly that he would take responsibility.
After marriage, the two rarely communicated.
Chi Junyu was aloof and taciturn, spending most of his time at work. During their four years of marriage, they slept together once or twice a week, and did not interfere with each other's lives the rest of the time.
Even if he told her the truth, Chi Junyu had no feelings for her. However, this is not how the novel describes it.
Chi Junyu in the book is the biggest villain and the only obstacle preventing the protagonist from upgrading. He survives from the beginning to the end, and is finally completely invaded and controlled by the evil spirit's resentment. He loses all his rationality and crushes the protagonist with his strength.
Just when Chi Junyu was about to destroy the protagonist group, the heroine took out the winning "magic weapon" -
The urn of this vicious female supporting role.
The plot is so outrageous.
Chi Junyu, who usually doesn't show any sign of liking her and has lost all his rationality like a demon, actually falls into the protagonist's trap willingly in order to snatch her urn, and is finally killed by the protagonist.
She suspected with good reason that the author of the novel gave Chi Junyu too much power, and in the end he couldn't get away with it so he made up a random excuse to get him killed.
Sang Wanwan thought about it and gently pushed open the door of the study.
In the study.
Chi Junyu sat in a wheelchair and took off his upper body clothes.
His body was covered with various scars, some deep, some shallow, some long, some short, left by car accidents.
The longest scar extended from the heart to the abdomen. The wound had long since healed and new light pink flesh had grown over it.
Chi Junyu looked at the scars all over his body, and a deep sense of self-loathing and disgust flashed across his eyes.
Not only did he become disabled, but he also had so many ugly scars on his body. If she saw these scars Wanwan, she would definitely dislike him even more.
After all, she once said that she likes men who are handsome, rich, loyal to her and have a perfect body.
And now, not only is he disabled and penniless, but his body is no longer perfect. How could she still want him?
The sudden sound of the door being pushed open startled him and he raised his head.
When he saw Sang Wanwan, Chi Junyu's face turned even paler instantly.
Noticing her eyes on the scars on his body, he quickly took up his clothes to cover his body, with an intense despair lingering around him.
Sang Wanwan: “…”
They have been married for four years and have a child, but he doesn't even want to show his body to her. How could he be the ultimate villain in the novel who liked her and died to steal her urn?