Transmigrated into the cannon fodder younger sister of the uke in a BL novel

Wen Qing felt that Lin Zhiyan's gaze was a little strange and a little creepy.

She frowned and repeated what she had just said: "I said, now you should let me go."

Lin Zhiyan did not answer immediately.

After a while, he slowly said, "Your brother is with me. Are you sure you want to leave?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Qing's expression changed drastically: "What did you say?"

"He caused my injury."

Lin Zhiyan said this calmly.

"Impossible!" Wen Qing blurted out immediately, "How could my brother...?"

But Lin Zhiyan didn't say anything. Instead, she stood up, took the shirt from the side, and slowly put it on, buttoning it up one button at a time with a noble and composed demeanor.

He glanced at her, then turned and pushed open the door: "Come here."

Wen Qing, unsure of his intentions, followed him into the next room with a heart full of suspicion.

But as soon as she opened the door, she saw Wen Fan.

He was lying on the bed in the center of the room, his face pale, his breathing shallow and even, his eyes closed, it was unclear whether he was asleep or unconscious.

His left calf was wrapped in thick gauze, and traces of blood were seeping from the edges of the gauze.

Upon seeing this, Wen Qing's pupils contracted, and she quickly ran over and pounced on the bedside, calling out "Brother" several times, but Wen Fan did not react at all, not even moving an eyelash.

Her fingers trembled as she checked his breath; thankfully, it was still relatively steady.

She looked up, almost losing control, at Lin Zhiyan standing by the door: "What happened to him? What happened to my brother! What did you do to him again!"

"I didn't do anything to him. He's fine now, just asleep," Lin Zhiyan explained calmly. "I had someone give him a sedative."

"Why did you give him a sedative!" Wen Qing stood up abruptly, her eyes already red.

"If I don't give him a sedative, I'm afraid he'll get emotionally unstable and stab me again." Lin Zhiyan raised her hand and pressed her abdomen, a half-smile on her face. "Your brother looks refined, but he's ruthless more than anyone else when he gets physical."

Wenqing didn't believe her brother would do that, so she clenched her fingers and took a deep breath.

"What happened to the injury on his leg? Did you do it?"

Lin Zhiyan neither denied nor admitted it, but simply said it in a nonchalant manner.

"He suddenly rushed out and stabbed me with a knife. My men fired to protect me. But don't worry, the doctor said no bones were broken, but I'll need to recover for a while."

"You're talking nonsense!"

Wen Qing simply did not believe that Wen Fan would attack without reason, nor did she believe Lin Zhiyan's nonchalant explanation.

But she couldn't find any flaws in his words.

The older brother did indeed appear here, and he was injured; Lin Zhiyan's abdominal injury was also real.

The fact that her brother came here is very likely because he was looking for her.

Could it really be that Lin Zhiyan was hurt by her brother?

But why did my brother do that?

She looked down at Wen Fan's slightly furrowed brow as he slept, her heart churning with turmoil.

Suddenly, the system in his mind spoke up: "Host, Lin Zhiyan is lying."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

"lie?"

The system continued, "Yes, he ordered his men to fire, deliberately making them shoot at Wen Fan's legs. Wen Fan is currently unconscious because he was given sleeping pills, not tranquilizers."

Upon hearing this, Wen Qing's back tensed instantly: "Why would he do that?"

The system said.

"Naturally, it's for the sake of future revenge."

"After all, Wen Fan stabbed him and injured him. Someone like him can't just pretend nothing happened."

Wen Qing's palms felt cold, and when she looked up at Lin Zhiyan again, she found that his eyes were different from before.

Lin Zhiyan stood half a step behind her, the dim light of the corridor behind him casting shadows over him, quietly watching her.

At that moment, she suddenly realized something: Lin Zhiyan seemed to have stopped wearing glasses since she woke up.

She used to distinguish him from his alter ego by his glasses and demeanor, but just now she suddenly couldn't tell them apart anymore.

The normal Lin Zhiyan is gentle, restrained, and has a good sense of propriety.

Based on her understanding of him, at least he wouldn't suddenly kiss her, wouldn't use such a violent yet lingering force, and wouldn't look at people with such an unpredictable gaze.

So, is the Lin Zhiyan in front of us the alter ego in disguise...?

She gazed at him tenderly, her heart pounding faster and faster.

Just then, Lin Zhiyan suddenly spoke up: "What are you thinking about?"

He took two steps closer, bent down to look at her, and saw her pale face reflected in his eyes.

That angle, that expression, were exactly like that dangerous alternate personality.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly. She didn't speak, but the guess in her heart was gradually becoming clearer.