Wen Xihe's hand was thrown away by He Mingjue forcefully and he was caught off guard and fell backwards instantly.
"Xihe" Second Young Master Zhuang's eyebrows narrowed. He was the first to notice the friction between the two of them and rushed over like a gust of wind to hold Wen Xihe up.
Wen Xihe's heart felt inexplicably hot and painful, as if she had been scalded by boiling water.
"I'm fine." When he realized that he was really beaten hard by He Mingjue, he bit his lip and gently opened Er Shao Zhuang's hand, "Thank you."
Second Young Master Zhuang's eyebrows narrowed for a rare moment when he saw Wen Xihe standing next to him, his expression slightly mixed with displeasure and his brows furrowed as he looked at He Mingjue opposite [
"Ajue, you have gone too far."
Second Young Master Zhuang naturally knew what his brother was thinking, but after weighing it, he always felt that he should give Wen Xihe a chance.
He, Zhuang Er, has also met women and even men who are more stubborn than Wen Xihe.
Of course he knows how to best handle this matter.
He Mingjue's dark eyes suddenly flashed with some kind of lightning-quick pull. After a while, he returned to a cold expression and looked at Young Master Zhuang coldly.
"You heard everything I said." He Mingjue said and quickly moved his eyes away from Wen Xihe's body. It's not that He Mingjue didn't see the hurt in her eyes and the pale look on her face, but now it seems that no one can. What influenced him was "where to bring her from, and where to bring her back."
Second Young Master Zhuang stood still and made it clear that he did not want to do this.
The coldness around He Mingjue suddenly rose up. When he saw that Shangguan and Second Young Master Zhuang had no intention of moving, he turned to look at the housekeeper beside him.
"These people disappeared after taking them away."
The housekeeper stood there with an embarrassed look on his face, looking left and right for a long while, and finally, after weighing his balance, he slowly moved towards a few people.
"Two young masters"
Whose family do Shangguan and Zhuang Er belong to? From the very beginning, Mrs. She gave orders to make such a fuss now.
A few people were in a stalemate. Suddenly, a woman's quiet voice came from the side hall.
"What happened to the housekeeper? Who is making noise there?"
The sound of his words, accompanied by the sound of slight footsteps, was getting farther and farther away.
Wen Xihe felt inexplicably when he saw the person coming.
It's Mrs. She
Originally, He Mingjue had the intention of driving her away no matter what, and now with the addition of Mrs. She, she might never have a chance again.
She Ling's complexion, which had not been seen for many days, did not look very good. Although her face was specially decorated, it seemed that she could not hide the pale color [
Her steps were steady but light. Fortunately, Feng Shaolan was supporting her and she always felt a little more energetic.
She Ling was also stunned when she saw Wen Xihe. After several rounds of looking at several men and people around her, she finally settled on Wen Xihe.
"What does the luxury family do?"
When She Ling asked, Wen Xihe's tone was less aggressive than before. She was not surprised that Wen Xihe's tone was cold but more calm.
Wen Xihe bit her lip and clenched her fists. She couldn't help but take a few steps forward. She knew that a pair of eyes were staring at her from behind.
She didn't know why that person wanted to leave the She family and stay away from him so much, but she wanted to stay.
Even such thoughts have never been so urgent.
"I am Ajue's woman." Wen Xihe faced She Ling's scrutinizing gaze and puffed up her chest, giving herself some firm confidence. "No matter what happens, I hope to be with him."
She is never afraid to face and bear it together
The air quickly cooled down as if a thin layer of ice had been added to it.
someone speaks
She Ling looked at Wen Xihe and He Mingjue also looked at Wen Xihe where no one else could see. There was a dark swirling sound in the man's eyes. The veins on his arms stood out slightly.
this woman
this woman
"No regrets"
After a while, She Ling suddenly asked:
Wen Xihe and He Mingjue were stunned at the same time, obviously expecting She Ling to react like this.
He Mingjue's face was covered with a thick layer of gloom, but Wen Xihe seemed to see hope and reacted for a moment.
“Absolutely not”
After saying that, Wen Xihe couldn't help but turn her head and glance at He Mingjue's face behind her.
Almost livid
She Ling glanced over Wen Xihe's shoulder and quickly glanced at the livid face of the man behind Wen Xihe. She stopped hesitating for a while and turned around to explain to the housekeeper behind her [
"Let her live in a small building in the back garden and bring a few people over to take good care of her."
Wen Xihe felt a burst of joy in her heart. Then she saw She Ling turn her face and tell her in a deep voice, "This is my last concession to you. Don't run around on weekdays. Don't look. Don't look. Don't ask. Don't ask."
Don’t listen to what you should hear.”
Wen Xihe didn't understand but nodded quickly.
After She Ling finished speaking, she glanced at He Mingjue meaningfully. Knowing that the man was suppressing some huge emotions in his heart at the moment, she didn't say much. She turned around and took her arm out of Feng Shaolan's hand and whispered softly.
"Shaolan, please come with me. I want to be quiet for a while."
Feng Shaolan was different from his usual changes. He let go of his hand obediently and said softly "Hmm". Seeing that Sheling didn't want to say anything, he turned around and left. Then he turned around and walked to Wen Xihe's side.
"Let's go"
Wen Xihe nodded and tried to lift his steps. He couldn't help but glance at He Mingjue one more time.
His face was still very ugly. Just because he had refuted She Ling's decision just now, he must have been very depressed in his heart.
"Ajue" Wen Xihe stood one meter away from He Mingjue and shouted softly.
He Mingjue responded
There were still faint blue veins on the man's forehead, and the anger and pity in his eyes when he looked at her were intertwined and swept through Chengdu. She couldn't see clearly.
After a while, He Mingjue clenched his fists, turned around and left without looking back.
"Ajue"
While speaking, Feng Shaolan reached out from his side and took Wen Xihe's hand.
"That's it, Miss Wen." Feng Shaolan raised his head and glanced at He Mingjue's back as he strode away. The expression on his face made Wen Xihe feel like he couldn't see clearly even though he was very close to Wen Xihe.
Seeing Wen Xihe looking at Feng Shaolan, she pursed her lips and leaned over gently.
"Don't cause any more trouble. This is everyone's last concession." After saying that, he took the lead and walked out.
Wen Xihe originally had several doubts in his mind, but when Feng Shaolan said this, his mind became even more complicated and he couldn't figure it out.
When I wanted to ask, the woman had already left the hall.