An Zhiluo looked at the direction in which Hen was going, and sighed quietly.
Hopefully, this is a turning point in Hen's life, and his poor brother will not go from one hell to another...
Poor mark...
In the car, Xiaoguai held Hen's hand tightly, and soon became tired. His eyelids went up and down, his body tilted, and he half leaned into Hen's arms.
Hen was not used to such close contact, so he stretched out his hand to push her away. She opened her closed eyes, rubbed them sleepily, glanced at Hen, closed them again, and leaned her little body to the other side.
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"Bump!" Her little head hit the car window. She opened her eyes in pain and glared at the car window with an angry pout.
Hen silently sighed, took her small and soft body over and let her lean into his arms.
She suddenly smiled sweetly, and with her smile came a touch of sweet floral fragrance.
Hen couldn't help but rub her soft hair, but the next second he froze in the action of rubbing her hair.
He was frightened by himself!
He was born cold and ruthless, and the ruthless experiences he suffered from childhood made him accustomed to loneliness, to other people's sticks and white eyes, and to being a cold and lonely person.
He had never been so intimate with anyone.
He looked at the girl in his arms.
She was so small, not even as tall as his waistline when standing.
Soft palms, slender neck, so small and delicate that it seems like it will break if you pinch it lightly.
Xiaoguai smiled sweetly at him again, hugged his waist with her slender arms, and fell asleep.
After the car stopped, she was still asleep, so he had to carry her out of the car.
The car stopped in front of a villa in the mountains. The magnificent villa was as gorgeous as the palace where emperors rested in ancient times. It was radiant and magnificent.
Anjia is the richest man in Sunshine City, and the villa he lives in is extremely exquisite. Compared with the villa in front of him, it looks like a farmhouse.
A gust of mountain wind blew by. He was only wearing a thin T-shirt and couldn't help shivering. He subconsciously used his body to protect the little girl in his arms to block her from the cool mountain wind.
The actions he made subconsciously were seen by Jiang Yunuan who was standing on the steps. Jiang Yunuan's black eyes, as bright as stars, darkened in color, looking thoughtful.
Ai Binglan also saw the boy, ran over quickly and called: "Brother!"
"Yeah." Jiang Yunuan nodded slightly, but his eyes were on Hen.
Ai Binglan followed his gaze and sighed helplessly: "Brother, that is the person Xiaoguai has chosen. I will bring him back no matter what. I really can't do anything with Xiaoguai."
"Well, it doesn't matter," Jiang Yunuan's gracefully curved thin lips raised a hint of endearment, "My dear, I always have good eyesight, let her go."
Ai Binglan shook her head.
I knew it would be like this!
Even if the little princess of the Jiang family wants the stars in the sky, her four brothers who love their sisters will immediately put up a ladder to pick them up!
Jiang Yunuan slowly walked down the steps and walked in front of Hen. Her eyes as bright as stars fell on Hen's face, and a beautiful smile like cherry blossoms bloomed on her graceful lips, "Jiang Yunuan, Xiaoguai's big brother."
Hen looked into Jiang Yunuan's eyes without hesitation. His dark eyes were still like ancient wells and deep pools, without waves or waves. His thin lips were slightly opened, and he only faintly uttered one word: "Hen!"
"Nice to meet you!"
Jiang Yunuan stretched out her right hand towards him, Hen frowned slightly, paused for a while, then handed the little girl into Ai Binglan's hand, and stretched out her right hand to hold Jiang Yunuan's right hand.
The two young men clasped their hands and looked at each other. One's eyes were as bright as stars, eternally beautiful, while the other's eyes were as cold as a deep pool, without waves or waves.
Around the Jiang family villa, dozens of black-clad bodyguards stood silently, making no sound except for the whistling of the mountain breeze and the crunching of the fingers of the two people intertwined.
Ai Binglan saw that the two people were competing with each other. She glanced at Hen in surprise. There were not many people in the world who could hold the hand of the young master of the Jiang family. Hen's face was only slightly pale. There are no other unnecessary expressions.
Jiang Yunuan smiled, slowly let go of her hand, and patted his shoulder, "My sister has good taste!"
Hen didn't speak, and the expression on his face was as cold and indifferent as the endless ice and snow.
Jiang Yunuan took Xiaoguai from Ai Binglan's hand, and a tender expression of doting and love suddenly appeared on her gentle and jade-like face. He held Xiaoguai tightly in his arms, shielded her from the mountain wind, and hugged her carefully. Entered the bedroom.
Hen has been standing in the yard, like a standing bamboo in the autumn wind, being ruthlessly polished by the years, not knowing where his life should go.
Xiaoguai woke up after sleeping for a while. He sat up and rubbed his eyes, put on his slippers and went to the floor. He opened the door and shouted: "Sister Lan, where is Xiaoguai's brother?"
Ai Binglan quickly ran out of the bedroom, hugged her into her arms, and pinched the tip of her nose lovingly, "My dear, you have four brothers, which one are you looking for?"
"I'm looking for Brother Hen!"
"He's in the yard."
As soon as Ai Binglan finished speaking, Xiaoguai immediately slipped off her body and ran outside.
In the yard, Hen stood motionless.
No one told him where to go. In this strange place that didn't belong to him, he could only stand like a dead tree.
"Brother Hen!" Xiaoguai shouted sweetly, flying into his arms as light as a butterfly and hugging his strong waist. Then she frowned fiercely, "You're so cold!"
Hen pushed her away calmly. She grabbed Hen's clothes and lifted them up. Under a thin, almost transparent T-shirt, there was a thin but strong chest. The little girl's forehead wrinkled tighter, "Brother Hen ,Aren’t you cold? Why don’t you wear more clothes?”
Hen's expression remained motionless, but there was a faint expression of mockery in his eyes.
He's not made of wood, so how can he not be cold?
It's just that in Anjia, his status is not even as good as that of Anjia's pet dog. He clearly has Anjia's blood, but just because when he was born, it happened that Anjia's head of the family, his grandfather An Sihai, suffered a stroke and was paralyzed. A fortune teller concluded that it was the destiny of a lonely star from heaven, who would overwhelm his father, his mother, and his relatives. Only by raising him lowly could his relatives avoid the disaster.
As a result, he became a thorn in An Sihai's side. He was obviously the legitimate grandson of the An family, but he was never recognized by the An family. He was not even allowed to bear the surname "An" and only had the nickname "Hen".
When he was a child, his mother could ensure that he had three meals a day, enough food and clothing. After his mother's death, An Sihai abused him even more. Every time he felt slightly unwell, he would have someone carry him to his feet and punish him severely. .
If his eldest brother An Zhiluo hadn't followed his mother's orders and secretly protected him, he might have died long ago.
"Brother Hen, what are you thinking about? Why don't you answer Xiaoguai's words?" Xiaoguai hugged his waist and looked at him with an aggrieved face, "Xiaoguai is asking you, are you cold?"
Hen pursed his lips tightly and looked at her without saying a word.
"Brother Hen, you must be very cold, but someone doesn't allow you to wear clothes, right?" Xiaoguai held his hand sadly, and his palm was as cold as ice.
Hen's thin lips pursed tighter.
That’s right!
That’s it!
He wears a T-shirt and a pair of pants all year round. An Sihai wishes he would freeze to death, but he has a tough life and doesn't even catch colds easily.
Presumably An Sihai would grit his teeth with hatred every time he thought about how tough his life was, right?
"Brother Hen, come with me!" Xiaoguai held his hand and ran quickly towards the parking place.
Pushing him into the car, Xiaoguai sat next to him and told the driver in front of him: "I want to go to the largest shopping mall in Moonlight City."
"Yes, young lady!" the driver responded respectfully and started the car steadily.
Twenty minutes later, two figures, one large and one small, appeared in the largest shopping mall in Moonlight City.
A cute six- or seven-year-old baby with pink makeup and jade-like hair, holding the hand of a fourteen- or five-year-old boy, followed by more than a dozen bodyguards, was wandering around the men's clothing department of the mall. It was not long.
The bodyguard behind her carried many bags, large and small.
Xiaoguai clapped his fingers and murmured, "I've already bought daddy's, daddy Ying's, daddy Hui's, big brother's, second brother's, third brother's, little brother's, brother Huang, brother Jin's, brother Ning's
She counted the corners of the bodyguard's lips and hands twitching behind her.
OMG!
The three young masters of the Jiang family, the young master Jiang Yifan and the young lady Xiao Huanhuan gave birth to four young masters, the young master Jiang Hui and Miss Nannan gave birth to three young masters, and the young master Jiang Ying and Miss Niuniu also gave birth to three young masters.
Get up, their little princess has ten brothers in total.
In addition to her uncle Xiao Nuo and aunt Mo Xuan, they also gave birth to three young masters. Ten brothers plus three cousins, even buying one for each of them would wear them out!
What men fear most is going to the mall. Fortunately, Xiaoguai is still young and has no physical strength. She doesn't choose clothes when buying clothes. In a short time, she bought all the clothes for her three fathers and thirteen brothers.
The bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief.
Can you go home now?
But looking at Xiaoguai, he had no intention of going home at all. He was still wandering around the men's clothing department. When he found a beige cardigan and sweater, Xiaoguai's eyes immediately curled up with a smile. He raised his face and looked at the marks around him, "Hen."
Brother, this one looks good, go and try it!"
The shopping guide lady immediately came over dutifully, picked up a piece of clothing of the appropriate size for Hen, and handed it to Hen.
Hen held one hand in Xiaoguai's hand, and the other hand hung by his side, motionless.
The hand of the shopping guide lady who handed him the clothes froze in the air. Xiaoguai frowned, took the clothes and stuffed them into his arms, "Brother Hen, can you go and try on this dress? Brother Hen must look good in it!"
He could clearly see the horrified look in the shopping guide's eyes. This was the normal reaction of people when they saw him.
Horror, or disgust.
He suddenly bent down, put his face in front of Xiao Guai's eyes, grabbed her hand, and touched the centipede-like scar on his face, "With such a face, you won't look good in anything you wear."
