Chapter 313 This feeling is helpless, but it is just a brow that falls in my heart (68)

Wen Xien quickly turned around and saw the man's handsome face.

Chen Yue woke up for a long time, and the faint cold fragrance on the tip of his nose made him feel a little satisfied, but gradually he became dissatisfied again.

This is how a person is so arrogant. The soft and smooth touch makes his throat tight and his body hot, as if a heat current is running around.

Wen Xien was frightened when he saw that face. He rolled off the bed and fell to the ground with excitement. Even though there was a thick carpet on the ground, there was still a slight dull pain.

"Yeah!"

Chen Yue got out of bed and wanted to help her, but before she met that person, she was stopped by her excitedly.

"Don't come here!"

The black hair, which was gradually wet by sweat, fell on the porcelain white neck, and a faint disgust appeared in Wen Xien's expression. She raised her eyes coldly, "Why are you here? Who allowed you to come in!"

Her lips were extremely red, her pupils were dark, her eyelashes were like crow feathers, and her eyes were cold. She looked very cold and angry, but she inexplicably exuded a fragile aura like a stunning geese.

Such extreme resistance to his appearance made Chen Yue feel embarrassed and helpless.

He couldn't let go of the person in front of him, otherwise he wouldn't have come over with a licking face, and he didn't believe that Wen Xien didn't like him at all.

But now...

Can't stand it if he touches you?

An uncontrollable feeling of resentment churned in his heart.

Chen Yue's body trembled slightly, but her eyes seemed to be on fire, "Yeah, can you stop saying such things all the time? Don't you like me?"

He barely restrained the tremor in his voice, "We are husband and wife, aren't we? Why can't I show up here."

This time, Chen Yue half-kneeled on the carpet, reached out to hug her thin shoulders, and lowered her head, her thin lips were closer to Wen Xien's faint frown brow, as if as soon as she opened her mouth, the heat would turn into water vapor and fall on the dark eyelashes.

"I was wrong, huh... I really know I was wrong... Can you continue to like me? OK? OK, huh..."

The sweet and gentle tone wrapped around Wen Xien and could hardly breathe. Her pupils contracted slightly, and her pale lips trembled slightly.

But in this hot and sticky atmosphere, the door was knocked on.

"Young Master...Young Master...Young Master is back!"

But the servant's voice was not happy, but was still a little panic.

But Wen Xien, who was blinded by surprise, did not notice that she hurriedly pushed Chen Yue away, and ran out hurriedly before she even had time to put on her shoes.

The servant led Wen Xien to Liang Zhongshan's room, but when he saw the scene in the room, Wen Xiyi's steps stopped and a chill rose from the soles of her feet.

Liang Zhongshan lay on the bed with a pale face, not as strong as before, as if he had grown several years old all of a sudden.

He Runcheng was also there, and there were two officers standing behind him.

When Liang Zhongshan saw Wen Xien, his dim eyes lit up, "Xien, come here."

Wen Xien did not listen to him and walked over, but asked He Runcheng, "What's wrong with my dad?"

He Runcheng pursed his thin lips tightly, his face calm and unremitting, but his hands hanging beside him turned pale.

His eyes drooped, his superior eyebrow bones slightly closed, revealing a little helplessness. He organized the words in his throat for a long time, but he couldn't organize a word.

The officer behind him spoke first, "Mr. Liang was injured by the murderer who sold du products. The bullet was close to the other side of the heart and could not undergo surgery. Mr. Liang said he wanted to come back, so we sent him here."

The officer said so calmly, as if he was no longer telling the passage of a life, or he had no feelings for the officers who had seen too many dead people.

It was clearly early summer, Wen Xien broke out in cold sweat and took a trembling step back. After his heart suddenly stopped in an instant, he blew louder and louder, thudding his eardrums.

Wen Xien held back the tears in his eyes, stepped forward and grabbed the young young man's collar, and asked with a loud voice, "Didn't you say that you can guarantee that my father will come back safely? Why don't you keep your word!"

The young man lowered his eyelashes and looked at the pale and beautiful person with tears in his eyes. For a moment, he felt like a tiny needle stuck in his throat. When he pulled it slightly, a stinging feeling came.

The officer behind him did not understand the cause and effect of the matter and spoke directly, "None of us would have expected this matter, Mr. Liang, we will do our best to you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by He Runcheng in a cold voice, "Shut up!"

He Runcheng turned his head and glanced at the officer. The look was like the cold iron, with a chilling murderous intent.

The officer was stunned and couldn't help but tremble slightly, lowered his head tightly, and did not dare to say another word.

He Runcheng pressed the thin and trembling shoulders of the person in front of him, and his eyes showed a sense of helplessness and panic that he had not noticed. His voice was hoarse, "Young Master, I'm sorry..."

"I don't want to be sorry...I don't want to..."

The hand holding the collar slid down weakly, and tears gathered in her beautiful eyes. He Runcheng stretched out his hand to touch the tears on her but was slapped away.

He was thick-skinned and didn't hurt at all when he was photographed, but the blood in his body cooled rapidly because of the tears on Wen Xien's face and frozen.

The heart seemed to be pinched by an invisible hand, suffocating.

He wanted to hug Wen Xien, then suck the tears on her face bit by bit, and even impulsively wanted to use his future life to atone for his sins.

"come over……"

This time, Liang Zhongshan's voice became louder, and then accompanied by a violent cough, Wen Xien immediately ran to the edge of the bed, knelt down on one knee, and grabbed Liang Zhongshan's cold hands with both hands.

"Dad... don't leave me..."

She was crying helplessly like a lost child.

Liang Zhongshan struggled to touch Wen Xien's face. His face had begun to turn blue slowly, but his eyes were still so bright, "You should grow up, huh."

Wen Xien bit his lips and shook his head, and said with a sob, "No...I don't want..."

Liang Zhongshan is not a sensational person, and he will not say those sensational words. The tears at the corners of his eyes represent all his emotions.

He knew that after he left, Wen Xien's life would definitely undergo earth-shaking changes, but now that he has come to this, he can't do anything.

so……

"Shen Yue, come here."

Liang Zhongshan looked at the door with his eyes. Shen Yue had appeared at the door at some point. He stood there with an expressionless face, looking coldly at Liang Zhongshan on the bed.

"You all go out, Shen Yue and I have something to say."

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(End of this chapter)
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