Turning Antagonist to Protagonist: He is Both Soft and Fierce-Chapter 339 - 334: Why Doesn’t the Villain Follow the Usual Script?

Chapter 339: Chapter 334: Why Doesn’t the Villain Follow the Usual Script?

Inn

That night really frightened Lin Qiao. It used to be just dreams, but now she saw it with her own eyes. She saw the villain throw the bandit down the mountain with her own eyes.

It wasn’t that she felt the bandit didn’t deserve to die, given all the bad things he’d done. She just realized the villain might throw her down the mountain too.

No, she needed to continue "pleasing" the villain.

After tossing and turning for a while, sleep overtook her, and she didn’t know when she fell asleep.

When she woke up again, Song Tingfan had returned and was sitting nearby, fanning her.

Although his expression was lackluster, at a glance, he appeared quite handsome and innocent.

Even when she was afraid, Lin Qiao couldn’t help but marvel at how handsome the villain was. Ahem, she sat up, "Where did you go?"

"I went to the government."

Song Tingfan noticed her hair, which had stuck to the side of her face. He reached out and moved it aside, then said, "Eat?"

The villain was unusually gentle with her this time, and Lin Qiao was a bit overwhelmed. "Ahem, yes."

After a while, the waiter brought food, but Lin Qiao felt nauseous shortly after eating. She quickly put down her chopsticks, "I’m going to the toilet." She then hurried out.

As soon as she reached the toilet, she felt queasy and vomited until tears streamed down her face.

She took a handkerchief from her bosom, wiped her mouth, and leaned against the side to catch her breath.

Damn, this is too much suffering.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over her. She turned her head to see a man’s face backlit, and froze, "Why are you..."

A sharp female voice suddenly rang out, "Ah!! Pervert!!"

Before she could see clearly, a plump woman was tying her pants while running away.

Lin Qiao: "..."

If she didn’t leave, she’d be sent to the government office.

Instinctively, she grabbed him and urgently said, "Let’s go."

Fortunately, no one followed them back to the room.

She took a couple of breaths and playfully glared at the man, "Why did you go into the women’s toilet?"

The man was unfazed, showing no embarrassment at being caught in the women’s restroom. Instead, he poured her a glass of water, "Rinse your mouth."

Before she could say anything, he asked, "Want some dumplings? I’ll go buy some."

"No, if I eat, I’ll just vomit again later." Lin Qiao rinsed her mouth and found some preserves to eat, feeling much better afterward.

Her complexion pale, Song Tingfan pressed his lips together, "Rest for a while."

"It’s fine, let’s hit the road."

"Rest."

Seeing his insistence, Lin Qiao fell silent. Fine, rest it is. Besides, she wasn’t feeling very well at the moment.

However, she couldn’t sleep, so she took out the account book to review. This month’s profit was barely a thousand taels. She planned to give Jiang Ming and the others an additional 500 cents as wages.

Song Tingfan watched her for a moment before going out, soon bringing back two buckets of water to clean himself.

In this room, there was no screen. He stripped down, leaving only his underwear, and started wiping his upper body with a wet cloth.

Lin Qiao’s gaze gradually drifted toward him. He had his back turned to her, and she could vaguely make out various marks of whiplash, faintly visible.

Those hadn’t been there before.

Something must have happened during these days.

"What happened to your back?"

He paused, "It’s nothing."

Seeing he wouldn’t say more, Lin Qiao knew she wouldn’t get an answer. After he finished, she said, "Come over, let me apply medicine for you."

Song Tingfan glanced at the bottle of medicine in her hand, the one he had bought, and replied solemnly, "No need."

Seeing her insistence, he pressed his lips together and added, "It’s expensive."

No wonder the medicine worked; a lot of it cleared up overnight. Lin Qiao felt complicated. The villain isn’t so bad, merely driven to desperation.

The villain doesn’t ask for much, maybe just someone who cares about him.

She sighed silently for a long time, knowing well the reason behind her sigh, "Can anything be more ’expensive’ than you? Medicine is meant to be used, not merely kept." While speaking, she walked over, pulling him down to apply the medicine.

Can anything be more ’expensive’ than you?

Used to hearing people curse him as a little bastard, Song Tingfan paused. Did he, himself, have any ’worth’?

The weeds by the roadside are more valuable than him...

Song Tingfan, why are you even alive? Why not just jump into the river and end it?

Song Tingfan, you little bastard with no parents.

Song Tingfan, why are you eating? Better for you to starve.

Song Tingfan, who said you could steal rice broth? Watch me beat you to death.

Song Tingfan, you should just die like your brother.

Lin Qiao, while applying medicine, noticed bruises on his front shoulder with faint traces of blood. If she had hit slightly harder, it would certainly bleed.

She withdrew her neck guiltily; surely he wouldn’t hold a grudge against her, she only acted out of self-defense without causing trouble.

She thought for a moment and decided to apologize, "Tingfan, sorry for hurting you."

Hearing this, Song Tingfan took a glance at his shoulder and said deeply, "Hit harder next time."

Lin Qiao paused, then realized his intention. Next time she encounters a bad guy, she should hit as hard as she can. Quickly she nodded, "Okay."

Gentle fingers moved from the back to the front, causing Song Tingfan’s throat to involuntarily move. His peripheral vision fell on the woman’s focused face.

Truly, they’re two different people.

After a while, Lin Qiao pulled her hand back, "Apply it once more later." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Faced with his unwavering gaze, her courage faltered a bit, and she looked away. Just as she was about to leave, a large hand grabbed hers, and the other arm wrapped around her waist.

Before she realized it, she was already sitting on the man’s lap, "..."

What’s he up to now?

But as she came to her senses, she wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling brightly, "Willing to hold me now? Hmph, I’m not letting you." With that, she prepared to stand up.

Song Tingfan didn’t let her get up. She said, "You can’t coax me, unless you kiss me, otherwise no holding... mmm."

The man’s handsome face suddenly magnified, and a soft touch landed on her lips, "..."

A miscalculation, a miscalculation.

Initially intending to distance herself, she hadn’t expected this ’performance’ to go overboard.

Why doesn’t the villain follow the script? He should reject her by logic.

Song Tingfan had never felt the desires a man should have, initially feeling disgusted and resistant...

This woman in his arms should be his most hated, yet at this moment, he felt a reaction typical of men. Instinctively, he stiffened for a moment, yet did not withdraw his hand.

Suddenly, he found himself greedy.

Feeling his hand slipping inside her clothes, Lin Qiao quickly caught hold of it, playfully complaining, "No, don’t mess around. The child isn’t stable yet."

What’s gotten into the villain, kissing and touching like a... a rogue.

Song Tingfan paused, then withdrew his hand, although his eyes still carried obvious desire.

Lin Qiao quickly got up from him, adjusting her clothes with her back to him, trying to "soothe" him, "Be patient. After the child is born, then we can whatever."

"Mm." Song Tingfan’s lips curled slightly with tenderness.

After that, they continued their journey, arriving on the third afternoon. Song Qin and the others were delighted to see Lin Qiao and prepared a table full of food for her.

Lin Qiao didn’t have much appetite, but she forced herself to finish a bowl of rice before dashing off to the toilet to vomit.

The others were anxious and helpless, aware that pregnancy often caused nausea.