Chapter Ninety-Two—Perverted Personality
'Waiting for the court summons', he has already made a statement that he will protect her, look, how affectionate an infatuated man is, even a woman can't refuse, right?
Such a man who loves you, risking the destruction of his career to pursue it publicly, and protecting you so much, you don't know what to do if you refuse again.
'I have the ability to protect it' is a perfect way out for myself, and after the news broke out, there were definitely many netizens who attacked Ye Zhen.
He issued a few court summons to claim that he was protecting her, and the public must have praised him for protecting his wife, but only he and her knew whether he protected her well or not.
Looking at the female reporter's envious and jealous expression, Ye Hao could already imagine how netizens would judge her.
When the competition began, the media reporter stepped back, frantically editing the interview just now, and sending out an absolute earthquake in the entertainment industry later!
The participating chefs all began to process the ingredients, turned on the fire, and the kitchen knives and spatulas clanged.
On the judges' side, Xu Long sat next to the two of them, and naturally saw the part of the reporter's interview just now.
In order to please his wife, does An Junxian plan to hide his marriage?
Xu Long, who only saw the appearance, was moved by An Junxian, this wife Guan Yan really doesn't care about anything, as a star, if his hidden marriage breaks out, I am afraid that his career will be destroyed.
"Zhenzhen, will you have a word with me?"
An Junxian's dark eyes behind the lenses looked at Ye Hao with interest.
He was expecting Ye Hao's reaction, and anyone could tell that he was in a good mood.
Ye Hao's cold eyebrows and calm face never changed, and she only spit out a few words without any emotion: "I hate you." ”
An Junxian felt as if his hollow heart had been stabbed by a sharp blade, and there was a fine and dense pain.
The ever-spreading pain filled the hollow in his heart, but why was it more uncomfortable than the hollowness?
An Junxian's smile that always hung on the corner of his lips disappeared in this sentence.
He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and asked slowly as he wiped them, "Then how can I make you like me?" ”
"I think I have no shortcomings, my appearance is in the ceiling, my conduct is recognized as perfect and gentle, and the blue moon in the cage of wealth can already prove it."
"I've never been so affectionate and flattering to a woman, and if my attitude doesn't satisfy you, then I can change it until you're satisfied."
When he said these words, An Junxian's voice was very low, so low that only Ye Hao could hear it, so he didn't tell others any more lies.
Ye Hao analyzed another label from his words, proud.
He does not seem to have a wrong perception of his own behavior, he does what is the most correct, he is indifferent to the situation of others, and acts only for his own benefit, which is a major characteristic of the perverted personality.
Betrayal of morality, cunning, hypocrisy, meanness, lack of empathy, sharp teeth, capable of manipulating those around him into applause, and showing no remorse for his horrific deviance.
This perverted personality needs strong stimuli, something new, something to excite and tremble, because he gets bored easily, which leads him to do something speculative or risky.
Judging from various analyses, Ye Hao has determined that An Junxian is a person with abnormal personality disorder.
Everything he did to himself was an obsessive pursuit in the eyes of outsiders, but Ye Hao knew that it was all hypocrisy, a sweet bait to lure her into the bait.
Most people with abnormal personality disorder are impulsive and fanatical about violent crime, but some of them do have a perfect foothold in society like An Junxian.
Even in his own eyes, he believed that his character and character were intact.
Even if he has long since rotted inside, hiding a deep sin.
He was like a demon in the abyss, covered with the smell of blood, sulfur, and charcoal, lurking at the edge of the abyss, luring one person after another into his abyss, and being eaten away by him.
If Ye Hao is an ordinary person like the original body, no matter what the process is, the final result will be deceived by him into the abyss.
But Ye Hao has experienced too many worlds and has been in contact with a lot of perverted maniacs, which is why she is so sensitive to perverted intuition.
When he said these words, he was mostly fragile and wronged and begging, especially with a handsome and dizzying face, even a woman couldn't help but forgive him.
What's more, he didn't do anything bad, he just publicly confessed, what's wrong with pursuing the person he loves? He also repeatedly emphasized that he would protect his loved ones.
So, look, he is not at fault at all, but he still has to apologize and beg as a victim, and no one will not forgive him.
But it's a pity that he ran into Ye Hao.
"What I hate is you as a person, and it doesn't matter if you change or not." Ye Hao's voice was secretly mocking, and her smile was cold.
"You're not disgusted by another person, are you?"
An Junxian's pitch-black eyes set off a furious wave, and the hand holding the frame of the glasses was so hard that it almost broke it.
But he was so good at controlling his emotions and body movements that Ye Hao couldn't even notice his momentary gaffe.
Ye Hao just felt that the tone in which he said this was very strange, as if he had been poked into a minefield, as if he would explode if he touched it again.
For his reaction, Ye Hao felt novel, and couldn't help but glance at him, but the man's expression was not unusual, too, he was good at disguise, and rarely exposed his true emotions.
But sensing that something was wrong in his tone, Ye Hao would not let go of this opportunity to poke him.
Her cold face suddenly contained a faint smile, her lips were like flowers, and the peach blossoms were bright, which made An Junxian lose his mind.
She said, "Yes." ”
After Ye Hao spoke, she carefully observed the man's reaction.
Sure enough, his face changed in an instant, and he looked gloomy, and his handsome eyebrows were full of the chill of the impending storm.
The eyes as black as the abyss locked on her, and such terrible eyes seemed to burn with fierce flames, enveloping her, and there was no escape, only to be burned under his gaze.
Seeing that the man's disguise was gone, Ye Hao's smile deepened, it seemed that there was someone in his heart who brought an extremely deep shadow, which was a good breakthrough point.
The emotional exposure was only for a moment, and An Junxian realized it in less than two seconds, and in an instant, he was flawless again.
He smiled surprisingly gently, as if the person who had just gone crazy was not him, his handsome face was very charming, if Ye Hao was not Ye Hao, he would be bewitched.
An Junxian flexed his knuckles and pushed the frame of his thin bone gold wire glasses, while adjusting his mood that he had not been able to calm down for a long time.
He had just lost control, not only of lust, but of the impulse to possess and destroy permanently.
When he saw Ye Hao's portrait, he didn't know that he had become a jealous husband, and his possessiveness and desire to control Ye Hao had reached an unprecedented level.
(End of chapter)