The poor villain I redeemed is a yandere (Part 1) "For...
After the pianist's back disappeared, I said coldly to the empty backstage, "Come out."
With the sound of rustling footsteps, a slender figure emerged from the corner.
He raised his head, his deer-like eyes filled with panic.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop..."
The young master of the Chen family bit his lower lip, his face turned red, even the tips of his ears were red.
I noticed that he was breathing rapidly, and recalled the rumors I had heard -
The young master of the Chen family suffers from severe social phobia and is extremely afraid of crowded places. He will have shortness of breath when there are many people around, and in serious cases he may even have convulsions and coma.
What was he doing at the concert?
His slender white fingers nervously pinched the corner of his clothes, answering my doubts.
"I just wanted to come see you."
"There are people here. I was scared and hid subconsciously. It wasn't intentional..."
It was already difficult for him to say these words. He stammered and a slight cry sounded at the end of the sentence, like a kitten with its neck pinched.
He doesn't seem like a child that can be raised in a social circle.
"What do you want to see me for?"
He mustered up the courage to look up at me, and the moment he saw my face, he suddenly lowered his head again, quickly, biting his lower lip as if he was burned, and said,
"I want, I want... please save the Chen family."
"As long as you can save the Chen family, I will repay you by working like a cow or a horse."
He had fair skin, and at this moment he lowered his head, revealing a slender neck, which was slightly red due to nervousness and shame. Add to that the crying tone in his voice, and the words "being treated like a slave" could not help but make people think of bad things.
But his ignorant appearance only aroused his desire to commit sadomasochism.
The purest and most innocent are the ones who most want to be soiled.
The more innocent and ignorant something is, the more people want to destroy it.
The young master of the Chen family seemed to be quite accustomed to using his good looks to lure others into revealing their desires.
You pretend so well.
By the way, the eighth and ninth victims of the Chen family seemed to have been killed during intimacy.
I frowned and looked at his thin back covered with a white shirt and brown plaid overalls.
That shouldn’t be the case, right?
After all, we are related by blood.
Young Master Chen, who was waiting for my reply, became more and more uneasy and looked up at me cautiously.
I raised an eyebrow and pinched his small and delicate chin, forcing him to look up.
In astonishment, his lips and teeth slightly opened, revealing his lower lip which was slightly swollen from repeated biting. Between his slightly opened lips, his pearly teeth and uvula were vaguely visible.
There was still water light.
I stroked his chin slowly and ambiguously with my thumb, and his face turned red because of my action.
"You said you are willing to work like a slave for me?"
I smiled and lowered my voice to approach him. He trembled and struggled subconsciously, but then he realized that he needed help and calmed down. However, the slight tremor and crying in his voice became more obvious. "Yes, yes."
He trembled in my hands like a fragile porcelain vase.
The more fragile something is, the more people want to crush it.
He knows this well.
"You know, the Chen family's current situation is difficult to save."
Nine people in the Chen family died, and no one knew if they would be the next to die.
Chen's stock price plummeted, and all shareholders felt insecure. Many shareholders began to sell their stocks secretly. The group was in chaos, and the employees were in a panic and resigned one after another.
The death of the ninth shareholder stopped many people who wanted to take the opportunity to buy Chen's shares. No one could guarantee that they would be the next to die after buying Chen's shares.
In order to stabilize the group, Young Master Chen simply bought out the shares of several shareholders who wanted to sell their shares.
At this time, the price was pushed very low, but the Chen family's liquid funds were really limited. In order to raise money, Young Master Chen had no choice but to sell several properties in first-tier cities.
Fortunately, the uneasy voices in the group have finally become much smaller. The company was founded by Mr. Chen’s great-grandfather. Mr. Chen, who has always been filial, will at least try his best to run the group - before he dies.
The employees and shareholders who thought that Master Chen and Master Chen could not escape death had already fled overnight, while the rest believed that they would have good fortune in the future after surviving the disaster. The company actually turned a disaster into a blessing and became more efficient overall.
But the situation has only improved a little.
The Chen family now needs a shot of adrenaline, new partners, and a lot of money.
I have all of these.
But why should I give it to the Chen family?
If you have this idea, wouldn't it be better to acquire the Chen family?
Young Master Chen also understood this truth. His face turned pale, but his eyes became much more determined. He boldly held my wrist and said, "President, I can do anything."
His lips moved slightly, and his lips were as delicate and tempting as strawberry pudding.
"Become my contracted lover and obey my orders absolutely, and I will save the Chen family. How about that?"
Under my playful gaze, he bit his lower lip shamefully, as if struggling.
I asked with a smile, "——Do you think I would say that?"
He was stunned and I pushed him away.
He almost stumbled and fell to the ground, looking at me in a daze, with a layer of mist in his eyes.
"President?"
I took off my gloves in disgust and threw them into the trash can.
Just now he touched a small piece of skin between my glove and sleeve that was exposed when I raised my hand.
The touch of his slightly sweaty, cold fingers seemed to still remain on my skin.
I said coldly, "I have said it more than once, I have a lover, don't bother me again, otherwise I don't mind making the Chen family one of my spoils."
Facing his pale face, I sneered.
"Besides, even if I don't have a lover, I'm not interested in you. I don't like your type."
After saying that, I turned and left.
…
After getting in the car, I took the disinfectant wipes handed to me by the secretary and repeatedly wiped the exposed skin on my wrists, and asked about the follow-up of the bar.
When asked, I couldn't help but frown.
The woman who met and talked with Young Master Chen in the bar and left with him in the end, disappeared.
According to the investigation, the woman is a senior executive of a certain company, has strong business capabilities and is a talented person.
But at the same time, women's private lives have also attracted much attention.
She likes thin and slender beautiful boys, likes to take the dominant position in bed, and is very ruthless.
There was once a male model in a club whose rectum was dislocated by her.
Back then, the story of a male model going to the anorectal department and the anorectal doctor taking out a light bulb and two tennis balls from his rectum became widely circulated.
This is not a big deal. After all, it is a private matter between two people who are willing to fight and be beaten, and no one else can blame it.
But apart from that, she was also quite promiscuous. Someone once saw her changing three boys in one day, and these three boys fought in front of the company gate.
That day happened to be a meeting day with a partner, and their fight almost ruined the cooperation.
All these made her a topic of conversation among her colleagues.
However, her strong working ability and irreplaceable technical skills were enough to suppress all these rumors, allowing the company leaders to withstand the pressure and continue to employ her.
Originally, such an important executive in the company should have been discovered quickly after his disappearance.
Unfortunately, the day the executive went to the bar was the first day of her annual leave.
After a fourteen-day break, on the first day of work, her colleagues called the police immediately after they found that they could not contact senior executives.
Her colleagues responded quickly, however, fourteen days had passed since she went missing.
Could this matter be related to the young master of the Chen family?
Before further investigation could be carried out, something happened to the pianist again.
The pianist was kidnapped.
After I heard the news, I couldn't help but frown.
This time the kidnapper has hit a wall.
At present, there are more than 20 people secretly observing the pianist, which is equivalent to a kidnapper kidnapping someone in full view of everyone.
There are two reasons why the staff working in secret allowed the kidnappers to take him away.
One is to see if the pianist has any other offensive means.
Second, the kidnapper is an old acquaintance.
The young master of the Chen family.
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