After passing through the book, I snatched the female villain

Jiang Huaijing didn't know what was going on in Atamia's heart. He thought about it and said, "Atamia, I don't even remember what happened before. I treated you very badly before, and you hated me. I, I know. But starting today, I hope we can all put aside our prejudices and start over."

Jiang Huaijing still hasn't told Atamia that he is no longer "Jiang Huaijing". The risk of doing so is too great, and he could easily be imprisoned in a mental hospital if he is not careful.

Most importantly, he had no evidence to prove it to Atamia.

The body belongs to others, how can he make others believe that the soul inside has changed?

Atamia pursed her lips.

restart? He was stripped of his military rank for injuring a male insect, and all the military merit he had accumulated over the years was wiped out in one fell swoop. The family expelled him, and he was forced to crawl at the feet of Jianghuai Jing. After so many days of being whipped and tortured day and night, he thought he could get over it by saying "I don't remember"?

And...he knew whether the car accident was an accident or not, and Jiang Huaijing should know better.

Atamia suddenly looked at Jiang Huaijing, his crimson eyes seemed to be mixed with blood, "Master, don't you blame me for paralyzing you?"

The word "paralysis" has always been a taboo for the original Jiang Huaijing. Every time it was mentioned, he would fly into a rage. But this is not a taboo in modern Jianghuai scenery.

Jiang Huaijing has always been very open-minded about life. He studied culture and history in college and knows that the past cannot be pursued.

Besides, he had already died on earth. After this experience, he did not find it difficult to accept the fact that he was paralyzed.

"That was an accident. Of course I won't blame you."

Moreover, the original owner had tortured Atamia badly enough. Even if Atamia was really guilty, the punishment should not be like this.

Jiang Huaijing said again: "What about you? Do you still hate me?"

Atamia frowned fiercely and lowered his head to prevent Jiang Huaijing from seeing his expression.

"Atamia doesn't dare."

Ok.

Jiang Huaijing had already roughly figured out Atamia's temperament, and knew that Atamia didn't believe a word he said to Atamia.

Jiang Huaijing sighed, as expected.

If he were Atamia, he wouldn't easily believe others' words just because of a small favor from others.

And he was the one who tried every means to torture him before.

It doesn't matter, he will vaccinate Atamia in advance now. He will have plenty of time to build up his favorability later on.

Jiang Huaijing lives far away from the center of Emperor Star, even close to the border. The people who live there are low-ranking or extremely poor females.

Although Jiang Huaijing is only D-level, the empire still gave him a villa in the Emperor Star Center in accordance with the decree. Later, he lost a lot of money gambling, and his previous villa was mortgaged.

Now all he has left is this small house in a remote area.

Jiang Huaijing was a little worried at first. He had just seen the scenery below from the aircraft. There were pits of dilapidated tile-roofed houses everywhere. He could not imagine the scene of him and Atamia huddled in the pits.

But things turned out better than he imagined. Although the remaining house is not a villa, it is also a separate house.

Covering an area of ​​about 300 square meters, Jianghuaijing looked at the exterior decoration of the house and found that it was not as dilapidated as other houses.

Sure enough, the empire's treatment of male insects is different.

The most beautiful house in Jianghuai Jing is more gorgeous than the houses of countless common people.

Jiang Huaijing got off the aircraft with Atamia's help. He has now adapted to Atamia's habit of letting the princess carry him downstairs.

He could even actively cooperate and open his arms when Atamia hugged him.

Atamia looked thin, but holding him was like holding a child, with no effort at all.

Jiang Huaijing once again secretly envied the military female's strong physical strength in her heart.

The sensor at the door was very sensitive, and as soon as Jiang Huaijing reached the door, the door lock automatically unlocked.

Jiang Huaijing turned on the light and immediately froze on the spot.

It was more of a dump than a room.

The contents were thrown everywhere, bottles and cans were thrown on the sofa, and there was a half piece of something that looked like an apple left on the table. It had begun to rot and smell due to time.

Atamia was also stunned, and then said: "Master, please wait outside the door for a while, I will go in and clean up."

Jiang Huaijing is not shameless enough to let other bugs clean up his smelly socks - even though they are not his own.

He said: "Let me go in too."

Atamia hesitated for a moment, and finally pushed him in.

Jiang Huaijing was so dizzy from the stench inside that he almost couldn't help but vomit.

He turned around and wanted to go out, but saw that Atamia had already put on her gloves with ease and poured the garbage into the trash can with an expressionless face.

"..." Jiang Huaijing turned his head silently again.

The female insect's sense of smell is a hundred times more developed than that of the male insect, so Atamia may have received a greater impact than him.

Jiang Huaijing endured the discomfort and lowered his head to pick up a piece of dirty clothes.

He picked up several shirts in a row, and finally realized something was wrong when he picked up another pair of black tight underwear.

The original Jiang Huaijing loved to gamble, and the wine bottles and leftover food may have been left behind after he lost money in gambling.

But what about the clothes? What happened that made him so angry that he threw away his underwear?

A bug likes to smash things when he is angry. Of course, it is not ruled out that Jiang Huaijing likes to throw clothes around to vent his anger.

Jiang Huaijing slowly glanced around and found that the discarded clothes were scattered not far from the closet, so he controlled the wheelchair and walked to the closet.

He opened the closet and found that the clothes hanging on the hangers were all fine, but the clothes under the hangers were all thrown away.

And...Jiang Huaijing reached out and took out a white shirt, and sure enough he saw that the shirt pockets were opened.

Jiang Huaijing can now be sure that these clothes were not thrown away by Jiang Huaijing madly.

He is looking for something.

What is he looking for?

Jiang Huaijing has been staying in the hospital since he was injured. He has limited mobility and cannot run home midway.

He rubbed the fabric of his clothes again. There was no trace of dust, as if it had been thrown away not long ago.

If Jiang Huaijing threw it away himself, it wouldn't be so clean.

Jiang Huaijing's heart gradually sank, there were other insects coming!

In Pei Shuoyue's novel, he is just a cannon fodder. He appears early and dies early. Is there anything else about him that other insects care about?

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Atamia couldn't help but ask when she saw Jiang Huaijing holding his clothes in a daze.

Jiang Huaijing paused, and his thoughts were suddenly pulled back. "……nothing."

He couldn't help but laugh when he saw Atamia wearing an apron and pink gloves, with a little foam on her face.