As if he had made a decision in his mind and stood up, he looked at Mr. Zhuang who had stood up at the same time and spoke in a deep voice, speaking every word with force.
"I go by my own"
Seeing that Second Young Master Zhuang frowned and seemed to have something to say, He Mingjue immediately interrupted.
"This is the most important thing to me. No matter what happens," even if he really fell in love with his second uncle, "I must ensure Xixi's safety."
He paused and turned around before taking a few steps. He Mingjue's brows relaxed as if he had thought of something good that made his mood calm for a moment. His brows showed a trace of upward movement [
"And our children"
yes their children
Children of He Mingjue and Wen Xihe
On a cliff somewhere, strong winds are blowing against people's cheeks. In such weather, the air is filled with a biting chill.
But in such an atmosphere, a woman wearing thin clothes was tied to the cliff. It seemed to be tied up with a large and strong binding rope. It seemed to be wrapped with a thin layer of white material that could not be distinguished. What looked like a rope went from top to bottom of Wen Xihe's body all the way to the lower abdomen.
And the end of such a rope stretches all the way on the ground beside the cliff until it reaches the cliff and finally disappears, leading to nowhere.
The strong wind picked up the woman's soft and long hair, covering Wen Xihe's pale face somewhat.
she feels cold
I feel like my body is filled with extreme coldness from top to bottom, from my limbs and bones to my blood.
But it doesn’t come from the air but from the heart
Even Wen Xihe herself didn't know how long she had maintained this posture. When she felt the pain of being strangled on her skin, she struggled to raise her head and look not far away.
The tall figure of a man gradually became clearer and clearer in Wen Xihe's sight.
She opened her mouth but found that not even a single sound could come out.
he came
He's really here
From a distance, through the thin and cold air, Wen Xihe bit her lip and looked at He Mingjue, who was getting closer and closer to her, trying to make her expression look calmer.
"Stop and don't move"
The man who had been standing behind Wen Xihe suddenly shouted at He Mingjue, with the obvious intention of getting He Mingjue to stop within a safe distance from Wen Xihe.
He Mingjue heard the sound and stopped. The cold air flow from the man's body in the cold wind rushed straight towards the man who yelled "stop" [
"You're not in a hurry to see me." He Mingjue frowned and squinted at the man opposite.
At a glance, you can tell that the person coming is definitely not the mastermind, but just a minion under the instructions of others.
Without saying a word, the man quickly took out his pistol and pressed it directly against Wen Xihe's temple in front of He Mingjue.
"He Mingjue, you'd better not use any tricks to deny that I'm sending your woman to the West."
He Mingjue's black and cold eyes slowly looked at Wen Xihe, who had been biting his lip in silence. His eyes slowly moved from Wen Xihe's body and finally landed on Wen Xihe's temple where the gun was pressed between his eyebrows. tight
"I've told you many times, haven't I?" He Mingjue's eyes were fixed on Wen Xihe, but his words were clearly meant for men to hear, "She is not my woman."
The man's grip on the pistol tightened. Wen Xihe's breathing suddenly became tight, and her face became paler and more transparent.
"But she is the little princess of the Wen family, so it is my responsibility. Now that I am here, what do you want to do as soon as possible?" He Mingjue spoke in a very light and calm tone, as if he was talking to a familiar friend. Talk in a normal way
As he raised his hand to speak, the cold black gun in his hand landed directly at Wen Xihe's feet with a "pop" sound.
Wen Xihe couldn't help but shiver when she looked at He Mingjue.
However, the cold pistol that had been pressed against Wen Xihe's temple did not leave the man's eyes, staring at He Mingjue's every move. He raised one hand and tilted it slightly, as if he wanted to deliberately cover the little girl clamped on his ear.
Transferring the instrument was not successful enough
It was obvious that he was following someone's instructions to have such a cautious and respectful expression.
After a while, the man raised his hand and threw a stack of documents in front of He Mingjue. His words were as cold as the expression on his face.
"Since you dare, He Mingjue, it means that you are still a loving and righteous man. If so, in order to allow your adoptive father's daughter to live, I would like to advise you." The man cautiously lowered his head and glanced at the document and motioned to He Mingjue to read it with his chin.
"Sign it and you can take the young lady next to me back to the Wen family safely. Otherwise," the man snorted coldly, the warning in his words was too strong, "You are no match for my master if you play dirty tricks."
He Mingjue's eyes were always entangled with Wen Xihe's. Apart from their eyes, there was no other exchange of words between the two.
As soon as the man finished speaking, He Mingjue even raised his foot to think and stepped on the document that the man had thrown away, not caring at all.
"Help me tell my second uncle that I won't sign." He Mingjue moved his cold gaze to the man without leaving any room for words.
"I advise him to give up on the She family as soon as possible." I am afraid that he will end up in the coffin and turn into ashes. This man who is called the "second uncle" is also destined to not get the She family.
The man's eyebrows froze and he could only hear the sound of a pistol being loaded. But in the blink of an eye, the loaded pistol was taken away by the man. He even untied the rope around Wen Xihe at an extremely fast speed, but Wen Xihe was free for a moment.
Also limited to both hands
"Ah
The man's sneer was very much like his master's expression when he sneered [
It seems that the man is not surprised or surprised by He Mingjue's answer. It seems that behind He Mingjue's answer, there is an action against him that has been waiting for him for a long time.
The man handed the pistol to Wen Xihe in a blink of an eye, and the other pistol was pressed against Wen Xihe's waist from behind the moment Wen Xihe held the gun.
"Did you see it?" The man no longer focused on the entanglement with He Mingjue, but turned his attention to Wen Xihe. The strength in his hand increased slightly and he stopped talking, "This is the man who toyed with you but abandoned you in the end."
Your man has a great opportunity right now in front of you. If you pull the trigger, you can relieve the hatred in your heart."
All the blood on Wen Xihe's face turned pale as snow
She held the gun in her hand blankly, and the cold touch even made her shiver.