Royal Bad Boy Volume 1 Chapter 3

Jiang Senyuan’s rented house was on the third floor, and there was plenty of suns.h.i.+ne. In the morning, soft rays of sunlight filtered in. Leng Muxuan slept until noon and woke up in the sun.

He rubbed his eyes and looked blankly around, widening his eyes. Thirty seconds later, he realized he was not in the house of Leng, but in a small, broken house where he’d been taken in by a stupid girl.

As he laughed sarcastically, he thought, It’s hard to see an idiot like this. Why would the Ying Hua college take in a r.e.t.a.r.ded student? Is it necessary to improve?

But the next moment, he could not mutter any more, because he found that he had no toothpaste and toothbrush. “Ah! This wretched girl!” He grabbed his head frantically, and a half of his strength drained away. Leng Muxuan had a slight penchant for cleanliness. But since the room Jiang Senyuan cleaned was too warm, he could not possibly fall asleep. Compared to the house of Leng,  it was just awful.

He rushed into the other bedroom angrily and shouted, “Get up, stupid girl!”

But when he opened the door, n.o.body was inside, otherwise he might have witnessed a beautiful scene. Now, he had nothing to think of except that he had not brushed his teeth and looked like a dirty ghost.

The more he thought, the crazier he became. He walked back and forth several times in the parlor, only to find a note on the table. Obviously, it must have been from Jiang Senyuan. “Pig, I went to work at a fast food restaurant, and I didn’t have time to buy your toiletries. There’s xylitol here. I locked the door. And I said, I’ll help you get rid of your obsessive-compulsive stealing. Let’s start with confinement. This message is left from Jiang Senyuan.”

Jiang Senyuan, Jiang Senyuan, your name is Jiang Senyuan. What a creepy person! Leng Muxuan grabbed the bottle of xylitol and forced himself to take two. If he didn’t take care of his teeth at least once a day, he really would kill himself.

Leng Muxuan searched Jiang Senyuan’s home, and finally found a tool. Holding the knife he had never used before, he slashed it hard at the window. But he didn’t consider that such a small broken-down house would have burglar-proof gla.s.s. Not only had the gla.s.s was not shattered, but now his hand hurt.

In the fast food restaurant, Jiang Senyuan hastily changed her clothes and was ready to go home. The manager next to her looked at her strangely and said, “What’s the matter with you today? I can’t get you out of here at ordinary times, but why are you in such a hurry to get off work today?”

Jiang Senyuan had been diligent in her work at the fast food restaurant. She liked to scramble for work, and she worked with the manager every day until the last minute. More than once, the manager had urged her to do less and pay attention to her body. But she always smiled and said, “This is the least I can do.”

So today Jiang Senyuan’s anomaly attracted the attention of the store manager. She smiled awkwardly. “Sister w.a.n.g, I have a guest in my house, so I can’t help you today. I need go home.” Could it be that there was a man waiting for her? It would be easier to stab her. 

“Okay.” The manager beckoned her to go. Look at this little girl’s eyes. It doesn’t look like she has a guest at home. Even if there was truly a guest, this guest must also be unusual.

In fact, Jiang Senyuan was worried about what would happen to Leng Muxuan. She really had no clue how terrible “obsessive-compulsive stealing” could be. Jiang Senyuan ran home as fast as she could, and she was startled when she got there.

Had thieves broken into the house? This was Jiang Senyuan’s first reaction. Was Leng Muxuan murdered? This was her second reaction. Because from the door onward, the floor was a mess of scattered items, and there were b.l.o.o.d.y marks.

Jiang Senyuan tiptoed along the blood dripping in the room. “Pig? Are you in?” It wasn’t until she saw Leng Muxuan that she let go of her fear and finally relaxed.

She hurried to Leng Muxuan’s side. “What’s wrong? Is this really difficult to cure? I didn’t know it would be as painful as withdrawal. Are you sick now? Do you have cramps?”

Leng Muxuan, on the brink of mental collapse and under the stimulus of Jiang Senyuan, almost outright fainted. She had no strength to turn her eyes away now, and could only remain silent.

She was still asking him, “What is wrong with you? Say something! How did this blood get on the floor? Where are you injured?”

“Pig, talk to me! You’re scaring me. I didn’t know the side effects of treatment were so great that you were stupid!”

“Pig, I bought you fast food and toiletries today. . . ” When Jiang Senyuan said this, Leng Muxuan finally had a reaction. Without saying a word, he got out of bed and grabbed his toiletries and left.

Leng Muxuan used all the items on his own, no matter what brand, for the first time. He felt as if 10,000 worms were crawling all over his body, and he dealt with his body as quickly as he could.

When he had washed himself, he saw a clear wound on his hand. “Call Dr. Liu,” he said.