When Wen Xien was doing questions at home, the cell phone on the desk rang. He took it over and saw that the caller ID was Jiang Chun.

It was almost eleven o'clock now. As soon as he answered, a strange voice came from the other end of the phone. He was very anxious and spoke quickly: "Hey, I am Jiang Chun's classmate. Your brother is drunk and started fighting with others. There are quite a lot of people on the other side."

The sound there was very noisy. Wen Xien listened for a while before he understood what he was saying.

After asking for the address, Wen Xien changed his clothes and rushed over.

As soon as he got off the car, a special waiter led the way. This place was a large KTV. The waiter took Wen Xien to the door of the private room and left.

Before entering, Wen Xien called the Jiang family just in case.

Pushing open the door of the box, he walked in quickly, and the thick sandalwood door also closed.

The scene inside made Wen Xien stunned for a moment. The flowers were full of flowers and willows and the dim lights seemed ambiguous. There were nearly ten people sitting on the sofa. The atmosphere was very quiet, and it was unusually quiet.

Wen Xien found Jiang Chun curled up on the carpet. The boy was facing his back to him, and he could only see his trembling back.

This is the first time that Wen Xien has seen Jiang Chun in such a miserable state.

The young man who had always been gentle finally turned cold and he said coldly: "What do you want?"

"Wen, Xi, Eun." The low and magnetic voice was paused word by word, as if chewing in the mouth for a long time, and the ears were numb.

The boy sitting in the middle of the sofa raised his eyes and met Wen Xien.

Wen Xien didn't know how this young man knew him, but he had no impression of this person anyway.

Ji Liangchuan's eyes were half-closed, his expression was lazy, as if he had not woken up, "Jiang Chun and I are classmates. I have heard of you. Your brother came to me in front of me. I don't pursue it for your sake, but..."

He tilted his head slightly, curled the corners of his lips, and his whole expression became dangerous: "You have to drink a glass of wine."

Wen Xien's mind was simple after all. He didn't think so much and drank the glass of wine.

Wen Xien had no idea how attractive he was, and everyone's eyes in the box were stuck to the young man.

The young man wore simple white short-sleeved shirts and a bright and pale face. But his eyebrows and eyes were very gentle, and his back was always straight, like green bamboo, and it was incompatible with this private room.

Wen Xien is very famous in school, and everyone in the private room is from the school, and no one here doesn’t know him.

If Wen Xien is the representative of good, then these people are the representative of bad.

People who are usually unattainable and far away can be touched by just one stretch of their hands.

Wen Xien didn't know the danger was coming, so he walked over and helped Jiang Chun up, and checked whether he was injured. What surprised Wen Xien.

Jiang Chun was not injured at all!

On the contrary, Wen Xien felt a little dizzy in his head. He staggered, and his strength seemed to be pulled away at once.

Only then did Wen Xien realize that there was a problem with the glass of wine. What exactly did these people want to do?

Even so, Wen Xien still stood in front of Jiang Chun. He barely stood up straight, his whole legs were weak.

"Are you lying to me?" A layer of thin ice was applied to the gentle voice.

Ji Liangchuan smiled. He felt that Wen Xien's expression was particularly fun at this moment, and he smiled like a child who was having a prank, innocent and innocent.

?          ?Don’t ask, it’s a scumbag

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Chapter completed!