Chapter 1936: After the Rewind, Love You Again 12

Cheng Chuan also felt an inexplicable hostility toward Ruan Fu, but seeing him now just as miserable—no, even more miserable than himself—he secretly felt a hint of schadenfreude from their shared plight.

He had personally witnessed how Jin Chen toyed with Ruan Fu in the palm of his hand.

Ruan Fu, you're actually still alive.

Cheng Chuan had once been under Jin Chen's command, so he naturally knew everything; thinking of this, Ruan Fu's eyes burned with intense hatred that no one could miss, and three bodyguards suddenly appeared behind her, all raising their guns to aim darkly at Cheng Chuan.

Give me the person. Ruan Fu lowered her voice.

Cheng Chuan, however, boldly slipped his arms around Jin Chen's waist from behind and said, 'Really sorry, I still have a few things to do before I personally kill him, so it's not convenient.'

Jin Chen: '……'

I advise you to be kind.

Jin Chen also had to wholeheartedly play the role of a terminal patient with a sudden illness; logically, he should have no strength to struggle.

But reason can't outweigh the terror of almost losing his virtue.

Jin Chen suddenly struck back with an elbow, swift and clean, then backhanded Cheng Chuan onto the table; his pallid expression still bore just the right amount of worry: 'Cheng Chuan, I treat you as my best brother.'

And you actually want to sleep with me!

"Get lost!" Cheng Chuan struggled to pick up the two guns that had been knocked down, hysterically letting out a low laugh, not knowing who he was deliberately disgusting, nor who he might provoke, given the hatred that had just been barely suppressed.

I treat you as an enemy, but after all I served three years in prison for you; this bit of compensation is still due.

As expected, hearing this, Ruan Fu's eyes grew colder, and she thought of simply doing away with both of them.

But whenever she saw Jin Chen, she unconsciously recalled that kiss when they quit the game.

Ruan Fu narrowed her eyes dangerously; before taking revenge, there was still something she wanted to figure out.

The two of them here were about to start fighting.

Jin Chen pushed Cheng Chuan away and suddenly said, 'Even if you want to kill me, you should think of the grandmother waiting for you.'

Cheng Chuan's frantic struggling came to a sudden halt.

Grandma...

He muttered, the thing he had deliberately avoided since leaving prison being brought up, filling him only with longing and pain.

That was his only relative.

Your grandmother's health is fine; I told her... you were just sent overseas on a three-year business trip.

Jin Chen said this slowly, taking advantage of Cheng Chuan's distraction in his emotions, he hurried a few steps toward Ruan Fu.

The next second, Ruan Fu was also about to draw her gun.

"I won't run; I'll go with you." Jin Chen hurriedly declared his stance.

But Ruan Fu simply couldn't trust this person who spouted lie after lie.

"Tie him up, take him away." Ruan Fu told the bodyguards.

Ji Luo, who had been hiding in the room watching for a while, opened the door, poked his head out, and asked: 'Ruan Fu, will you kill Jin Chen?'

Hearing that tone, he felt a bit regretful.

Jin Chen, recalling his conversation with Ji Luo in the game, immediately seized the opportunity to flatter, and immediately coughed even worse.

Weak, painful, yet not losing its beauty.

His trembling fingertips still wanted to pull Ruan Fu's hand.

It truly makes the viewer heartbroken.

Ruan Fu couldn't be bothered to give him a glance; she swept a look at Ji Luo, her voice cold: 'Doesn't it suit your taste?'

But Jin Chen has a brain tumor and will die soon; you might as well...

Let him go.

Ji Luo didn't dare utter those four words.

When investigating Jin Chen, Ji Luo also happened to find the lover he had betrayed; the outcome was utterly miserable.

Ji Luo then shrank back, thinking this wasn't just him coldly watching from the sidelines.

Anyway, Jin Chen is going to die; I can keep my promise not to kill him, but I can't stand in the way of someone else's revenge.

——

In the dim, empty room, Jin Chen was thrown a thick stack of documents; after scanning the scattered papers on the floor for a while, he still couldn't find his original conscience.

Damn it, it's all evidence.

【Hey, Main God collected things too fast; I only had time to help you hide a small part.】 Ling Gun Gun shook his head.

Everything you've told me is a lie.

Ruan Fu casually sat on the sofa, her hoarse voice filled with hatred: 'Jin Chen, you've deceived me for so long, and almost killed me yourself—what in you is still genuine?'

Money, benefits, or power.

Jin Chen, bound to the ground, blurted out upon hearing that: 'Loving you is real.'

Pure innocence without a drop of water.

Ruan Fu: '……'

He, ashamed and furious, snapped: 'Shut up, don't you have anything else to say?!'

Jin Chen, feeling wronged, curled up in the corner: 'Wasn't it you who asked me to answer?'

Joking, this is a life-or-death question; not answering properly will cause a rewind.

Then the only thing to do is drag the topic so far that nobody can pull it back.

Ruan Fu's attention indeed shifted; her cold gaze fixed on Jin Chen's pale lips, just as she was about to ask something, the phone ringing from his pocket interrupted her.

Jin Chen was startled, jerking.

Afraid it was someone else coming to collect his life.

Quite unfortunately, it was the black-market dealer who traded research materials and confidential documents with him.

Ruan Fu obviously had also investigated; her expression suddenly changed. It was extremely dangerous; from behind she seized Jin Chen's throat, dagger pressed to his lower back, "Answer the phone."

Jin Chen shuddered as he picked up the phone again, truly looking like he was about to be frightened into illness.

Thinking of the sudden rumor these past two days that Jin Chen had a terminal illness, Ruan Fu's thoughts drifted for a moment, then she was drawn in by the voice coming from the other end of the phone, and snapped back to attention.

"Old brother, it's been a while since I've heard from you; you haven't come to the gatherings of old friends either. Where have you been gallivanting?"

Although the words were familiar, they also carried a few traces of probing not easily detected.

These people gather together for profit, always needing to guard against being betrayed or stabbed in the back by anyone; it's obvious that Jin Chen, with his many past offenses, is a key target for observation as they climb upward.

Only the original self, arrogant to the point of stupidity, felt that this was proof of his own importance in that circle.

Jin Chen pondered for a few seconds, then said in a heavy tone: "I am repenting."

"... Alright." The other end didn't catch anything, only thinking Jin Chen had come up with another strange way to use the game.

Just as Jin Chen was about to relax, the next instant he was forced to tense up again.

"Those Imperial Research Institute confidential files you sold me—my lab has fully re‑researched them. How have the profits been for you these past few years?"

Jin Chen dared not speak, only feeling the dagger at his waist about to pierce his shirt.

All those confidential files and research data contained the effort Ruan Fu had once put in.

The other party then stated their purpose: "You know so many people—can you still get hold of another batch of research projects? Even if not from the Imperial Research Institute, something like what your former colleague had would do."

Jin Chen: "... No, I won't do this kind of thing again."

"Why?" The other side was obviously very shocked.

"Damaging yin virtue." Jin Chen's answer was completely sincere.

The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent for a few seconds; even Ruan Fu, who had her dagger at his back, looked at him speechlessly, simultaneously wondering in her mind how someone like Jin Chen would even worry about yin virtue.

Does he have that thing?