Tong Sheng smiled, let go of Xiaodie, turned around and bowed to the guests and friends below, and then walked off the stage.
In the eyes of the world, he was so well-groomed and handsome, but only Xiaodie knew what a terrifying soul lay beneath this beautiful skin.
Tong Sheng has gone away, Xiaodie is still shivering!
Wen Shijue strode over, put his arm around Xiaodie's shoulders, and asked nervously: "You don't look good! Are you okay?"
Xiaodie looked at Tong Sheng's back and suddenly felt so weak and powerless. She wanted to smile at Wen Shijue and tell him that she had wrongly blamed him, but she couldn't hold up her smile... Xiaodie fainted.
Wen Shijue hugged Xiaodie and walked upstairs, with Zhao Ma following behind.
The guests at the venue were a little stunned. It seemed that Master Wen's fiancée was very squeamish and fainted at every turn!
Wen Shijue placed Xiaodie on his bed and called the doctor to check it out. He said it was nothing serious!
But her little face was pitifully white, as if she was haunted by nightmares, and her thick eyelashes were shaking non-stop.
Wen Shijue sat next to Xiaodie, his thick eyebrows furrowed.
She was with Tong Sheng by the swimming pool. She saw it and guessed what Tong Sheng would say to her. She already knew about the relationship between Tong Sheng and Shen Yifan.
But she didn't step forward to protect Xiaodie because she wanted her to discover something on her own that she couldn't see originally.
Although this is a bit cruel to Xiaodie, it is better than being kept in the dark all the time.
But now looking at Xiaodie's pale and fragile look, Wen Shijue felt that he was a little too cruel. She was just a simple girl, and he shouldn't let her face this.
"Master, the guests below are asking you to share the cake!" Mother Zhao reminded carefully from the door.
Only then did Wen Shijue come to his senses, tuck the corner of Xiaodie's quilt, stood up and walked outside, but his hand was grabbed by Xiaodie.
Wen Shijue couldn't walk anymore. He lowered his head and looked at Xiaodie. There were bright tears sliding down the corners of her eyes. Xiaodie murmured in a low voice: "I'm sorry!"
Wen Shijue felt a pain in his heart, sighed, bent down, and reached out to wipe away the tears on her face: "Have a good rest!"
Xiaodie didn't dare to open her eyes and look at Wen Shijue. She had wrongly blamed him, she had been wrongly blaming him, and even hurt him with a knife, but he didn't seem to be angry and embarrassed her!
Xiaodie really feels sorry!
Xiaodie opened her eyes only when she heard the sound of Wen Shijue going out and the door closing.
Tong Sheng's words have been lingering in her heart, and every word, every word, and even every expression he said has become Xiaodie's inner demon.
Shen Yifan has also become a pain in my heart that I dare not touch!
There was still a lively frolic downstairs, and the host was saying loudly that he wished Mr. Wen a happy birthday. Is today Wen Shijue’s birthday?
I am not prepared for anything!
Now that I think of all he has done for himself, it seems that he is not a bad person!
Then should I tell Wen Shijue what Tong Sheng said? Will he help me?
What qualifications do I have to involve him in this matter? I have already caused enough trouble for him!
Xiaodie stood up and looked at the brightly lit stage from behind the window. Looking at Wen Shijue's figure, she felt very warm in her heart.
Wen Shijue, who was cutting the cake, suddenly felt something and looked in the direction of Xiaodie.