Fast time travel: The paranoid villain is sucking in my arms

The sound of breaking glass was heard.

I don't know why, but those people in the hall who were focused on beating Nan's father and Nan's mother looked at the source of the sound. Maybe they were tired of beating people.

Then they saw that the fake daughter was holding a broken glass stained with blood, apparently as if she had left evidence after committing a murder.

The real daughter stood aside, covering her mouth with her hands, with disbelief written all over her face, obviously looking frightened.

And the illegitimate son standing between the two, whose head was smashed and bloody, was obviously...

Looks like he's about to die!

"thump--"

Han Shaozhuo fell to the ground instantly.

"Ah, sister, you killed someone, you killed Brother Zhuo!"

Nan Xiao screamed, deliberately letting everyone in the hall hear it.

Nan Wanwan still maintained the posture of holding the wine glass, her mind was blank and her expression was blank.

Nan Xiao rolled her eyes and fainted on the sofa.

She had already thought of the reason. She was in a coma due to strong stimulation.

If her boyfriend is dead, can she not be stimulated? Can she not faint?

Everything has nothing to do with me now.

"Hurry up, someone is dead, call an ambulance..."

The whole hall suddenly became chaotic and noisy, mixed with the cry of Nan Wanwan's collapse.

After a while, Nan Xiao heard the sound of the ambulance arriving, and the sounds in the hall gradually became quieter.

When she was about to get up, she suddenly felt something approaching, but it was not dangerous, but she was still wary.

Suddenly, she fell into a warm embrace.

Her face was pressed against a broad chest, and there was a faint scent of mint lingering on the tip of her nose, which was the smell of this person.

Nan Xiao opened her eyes curiously, and a Qingjun face came into her eyes.

Han Mochen also lowered his head to look at her. A flash of surprise flashed through his dark, ink-like eyes. The tear stain at the end of his eyes was very touching. He was wearing a pure white shirt, with two buttons unbuttoned at the collar, revealing

The exquisite and charming collarbone comes.

Nan Xiao was also stunned for a moment, recognizing that he was the poor little one. Unexpectedly, after taking off his mask, he looked handsome and gentle, as if he was an immortal.

"Are you okay?"

His thin lips moved slightly, and his voice was warm and low, pleasant to the ears, but without any emotion.

Nan Xiao finally came back to her senses. Maybe this poor little girl thought she had really fainted.

"It's okay, it's okay, put me down quickly."

"no."

The young man's tone did not allow for rejection, and his eyes stared at her for a moment, as if he was looking at a treasure that belonged to him, with a slight glint in his eyes.

Nan Xiao was stunned, "Huh?"

Han Mochen explained: "You have to see a doctor to know."

After he finished speaking, he hugged Nan Xiao and walked out the door.

Take her home to see a doctor and then raise her.

Han Mochen thought this silently in his heart.

Nan Xiao's face was full of questions and she chatted with Xiaobai.

"Why does this person talk so weirdly? Xiaobai, please send me his information."

【Okay, host.】

The plot related to Han Mochen appeared in Nan Xiao's mind, and she knew that he had autism, so he spoke like this, indifferently without any emotion.

He has a superior IQ, but because he has been alone for a long time without communicating with the outside world, he has no understanding of the world, and has an innocence that adults do not have, but in the end he turned dark.

In the plot, Han Shaozhuo, the illegitimate son of the Han family, gradually became the person with the largest shareholding in the Han Group after receiving the support of the Nan family.

After Han's father passed away, he immediately kicked Han Mochen out of his position as president, kicked him out of the Han family, and had a group of gangsters beat him.

Han Mochen endured for many years, and finally established his own business empire to fight against Han Shaozhuo. He was about to kill people, but Han Shaozhuo's halo as the protagonist was causing trouble, and a few passers-by suddenly rushed out to take bullets for Han Shaozhuo.

After that, Han Mochen ended up like thousands of villains. He was shot five times in the body and was pushed into the sea to feed the sharks.

Nan Xiao frowned, and there was a faint anger in her heart, which came out of nowhere. She suppressed it for the time being and analyzed it rationally.

"Han Shaozhuo is an illegitimate son... He is the one who takes away the luck of the Son of Destiny. Therefore, Han Mochen is the original Son of Destiny. If I let him return to the position of Son of Destiny, my mission will be considered completed.

Bar?"

[Theoretically, this is true.]

Nan Xiao raised her lips and smiled, "It didn't take any effort to get it. It directly gave me a firm grasp on the Han Group. I wonder how that piece of shit can still be regarded as the son of luck."

But Nan Xiao stopped laughing soon, because she had already been carried out of the Nan family's gate, and was walking to a European-style classical villa next to Nan's family.

"No, where are you taking me?"

Nan Xiao didn't want to hit him. His small body couldn't bear her punch, and he was still a patient.

"go home."

Then Nan Xiao was taken home by him inexplicably, was examined by the family doctor inexplicably, and even appeared in Han Mochen's room inexplicably.

The room is dominated by simple black and white tones, and the various items inside are monotonous yet luxurious.

Nan Xiao was sitting on his soft big bed now, looking confused.

After a while, Nan Xiao stood up.

"I'm going home first."

She had just taken a few steps when she was pulled by Han Mochen, who then put his hands on Nan Xiao's shoulders and pushed her to the bedside to sit down.

Nan Xiao: “…”

Han Mochen stood next to her, putting the knife and fork into her hands expressionlessly.

"Have a meal."

Nan Xiao looked at him with evil eyes, "Have a shit..." Rice.

Before she could finish her words, several servants came in pushing several plates of dishes, and someone set up a small dining table in front of her.

The dishes were sumptuous, and there were even desserts after the meal, and the one closest to her was a medium-rare steak.

Nan Xiao looked at the servants in the room, all of them lowered their heads and did not dare to look around. She finally focused on the old housekeeper at the door.

"He's so silly...don't you care?"

There was a hint of helplessness in the old housekeeper's eyes, "As long as the young master is happy, I wish you a happy meal."

The old housekeeper gave him a look, and the servants in the room left one after another. He closed the door carefully before leaving.

"Hey, you..."

Nan Xiao put down the knife and fork in his hand, also convinced.

Han Mochen next to her picked up a knife and fork and helped her cut the steak, piece by piece, very neatly, and then placed it in front of Nan Xiao.

"Okay, let's eat."

Nan Xiao sighed: "Xiaobai, you are a highly intelligent product. Please help me analyze it. What is his psychology?"

Xiaobai pondered for a while and finally came to a conclusion.

【He is keeping you as a pet.】

"ah?"

[Do you still remember the pet black cat you rescued before? 】

"Remember, I named it Xiaohei."

[Autistic people are very lonely inside and don’t trust others easily. The cat is there to accompany them. Now he doesn’t want the cat, he wants you. 】

Nan Xiao: “…”

[Why don’t you speak? Did I say something wrong? 】

"No, it's my problem. I thought wrongly. In short...his situation is definitely not suitable for the son of destiny. I'd better find someone else."

[It fits the bill, good looks and strong abilities.]

Nan Xiao frowned: "How can this immature little pitiful man fight with that piece of shit? Are you responsible if anything happens?"

[Isn’t there still you? Moreover, even if he doesn’t fight Han Shaozhuo, Han Shaozhuo will get rid of him according to the original plot. Otherwise, how can he legitimately be in charge of the Han Group? 】

Nan Xiao touched his chin as if thinking: "That's right. This poor little guy can only point to me as someone who can help him. Forget it, let him do it."

Seeing that she changed her mind, Xiaobai stopped talking. Anyway, the goal was achieved.

"Why don't you eat?"

When Nan Xiao came back to her senses, she saw that the young man in white with delicate features had sat beside her, with a rare concern in his indifferent eyes.

Nan Xiao was stunned for a moment, staring at the mole at the end of his eye with a distant look.