Chapter 284 There is no way to eliminate this feeling, but it has just fallen down, but it has come to my heart (39)

Wen Xien walked in with a black umbrella. Before he could get close, he heard a series of miserable crying. After a pause, she was a little afraid to go in.

After hesitating at the door for a long time, Wen Xien walked in.

The black umbrella was caught by the bodyguard behind him. The bodyguard put away the umbrella and Wen Xien walked over.

The more he walked inside, the clearer the crying became. With the cold wind, Wen Xien pursed his pale lips.

A coffin was placed in the middle, and Du's mother was standing next to her with extremely haggard hands, crying heart-wrenchingly.

Du Jiang has many concubines and of course he has given birth to many sons, so Du's father does not lack sons. What he lacks is the person who brings his business back to life. That's why Wen Xien is safe and sound.

But Du's mother is different, so she gave birth to Du Jiang, and she is old and rarely has the hope of a second child.

Du Jiang's death undoubtedly means that Du Jiang has lost his support from now on. If the benefits lie on anyone's head, they will not fall on her head.

The trees with leaves falling were covered with white snowflakes. When the wind blew, the snowflakes fell down angrily like peach petals in the spring breeze.

The young master of the Liang family, who was pale and transparent, had a bright face that looked like a mortal, walked to Du's mother. Her hand, which was so white that she could clearly see the dark green blood vessels, fell on Du's mother's back, and patted her gently with unfamiliar techniques.

"Please... Say sad."

The hoarse voice seemed to be squeezed out of her throat and reached Du's mother's ears. Her eyes looked at Wen Xien through the mist, and a strong hatred and pain immediately emerged in her eyes, but she did not speak or talk about Wen Xien's crimes.

But Wen Xien saw everything clearly in her eyes.

Wen Xien's face looked tired, and there seemed to be a bitter smile on his pale lips.

The noble and domineering young master of the Liang family actually knelt in front of Du Jiang. Her face was as pale as if it was a piece of white paper, and her long shaking eyelashes seemed to be soaked in water.

"If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me at any time. I will meet all your requirements..."

Du's mother looked at Wen Xien, who was kneeling at her feet, covered her mouth and suppressed the crying in her throat.

This is not something that can be forgiven by kneeling down. Du's mother wants this person to go to jail and wants the murderer not to be free and easy outside, but...

Who made her the child of Liang Zhongshan?

In the lead-gray sky, dark clouds were covered with dark clouds. The heavy snow like goose feathers fell down.

Wen Xien was waiting for Du's mother to cry and left before the rest. Not only was the snow outside not light, but it also had a tendency to get heavier and heavier.

The snow fluttered with the wind, and the snowflakes fell on her face from time to time, soft and cool. With the cold east wind, the skin on her face was painful.

She was wearing a suit at this moment, and it was so cold that it was numb.

The bodyguard behind him draped his black coat on Wen Xien, carefully sorted it out and retreated behind him to hold an umbrella.

I don’t know if it was because of the wind that was too strong, but Wen Xien felt his eyes astringent, as if some cold liquid was flowing down.

She and Shen Yue met in spring, but they were separated in winter. This year's winter is different from previous years.

This winter is particularly cold, and it is so cold that it is so cold in my heart.

In the pavilion in the garden, Wen Xien accidentally saw He Runcheng.

He has grown a lot taller this year, even taller than Wen Xien, with strong muscles and always bright smiles, like the summer sun, and his skin has turned dark.

The moment she saw He Runcheng, the corners of her mouth were bent unconsciously. She raised her hand and was about to say hello to the other party, but she accidentally saw the person opposite He Runcheng.

The girl raised her head and talked to He Runcheng. She had a little thin figure. Even if she was wearing too much clothes, she could see that she was very thin. Her hair on her forehead was a little long, covering one eye. When He Runcheng spoke, she would raise her head from time to time, carefully observe the other person's expression, and then a shy, shy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

I don’t know what they said, He Runcheng scratched his hair, his face was a little hot, and his face seemed to be a little blushing, and his nose was also red. I don’t know if it was frozen or shy.

The two of them accidentally collided with each other. After being stunned, they turned their heads in tacit understanding. One looked left and the other looked right, as if the other party had sparks in their eyes, and once they looked at each other, they would be filled with fire.

The man opposite Wen Xien knew him, and he was the daughter of the third concubine, named Liang Yujin.

Liang Yujin had no sense of existence in the Liang family, and the third concubine was so. She had a low status and had also climbed onto Liang Zhongshan's bed by means. She had never been very popular.

In Wen Xien's memory, Liang Yujin would only stand in a small corner, then looked at her timidly, calling her brother in a very small voice.

I don't know how I matured with He Run.

Wen Xien put down his raised hands and looked at the two people ahead with a little daze.

He Runcheng made her feel strange at this moment.

Wen Xien knew that He Runcheng was a thin-skinned person who was particularly prone to blushing. She had seen him blushing many times.

At that time, his whole face and neck were red, which was particularly obvious on his white skin. Unlike now, only his cheeks and ears were red. The area was not large, but it was so conspicuous.

Wen Xien didn't know how He Runcheng got familiar with Liang Yujin, but she was also very tired at the moment and didn't want to worry about these things, because she had to pass through this garden to go to her yard. He Runcheng saw the thin and slender figure.

He Runcheng was shocked, and then hurriedly ran over. Seeing that Wen Xien had worn so little, he said with some complaints, "Young master, why are you only wearing this little? Put on the coat outside and button it up."

As he said that, He Runcheng didn't wait for Wen Xien to react, so he directly helped Wen Xien put on his clothes.

He Runcheng's eyes fell on Wen Xien's face that was frozen to the pale face. He said to the bodyguard holding an umbrella behind him with great dissatisfaction, "How did you take care of the young master? The young master's illness has not yet been cured. You just put on clothes for her?"

He Runcheng, who got angry, gave people a completely different feeling. He lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were slightly dark, and his sword was out of the sheath.

Wen Xien looked at He Runcheng with a frown and worried face, and suddenly said, "How did you and her meet?"

She was undoubtedly pointing at Liang Yujin in the pavilion.

He Runcheng froze. He cared about Wen Xien very much, and his eyes subconsciously fell on her face, afraid of seeing any bad expressions.

Wen Xien's cold and emotional face was only ruthless and indifferent, and the jade ice sculpture seemed exquisite and perfect.

This kind of Wen Xien is completely different from before, making people feel even more distant and more unattainable.
Chapter completed!