Chapter 334 There is no way to eliminate this feeling, but it has just fallen down, but it has come to my heart (90)

This sentence had completely stepped on Fan Xian's thunder point. He endured it, really didn't want to reveal his true nature in front of Wen Xien.

Finally, Wen Xien lost fear and disgust for him.

What if she is scared again?

However, He Runcheng stepped forward and hugged Wen Xien without hesitation, rubbed her neck gently, murmured in a low voice full of obsession and gloomy tone.

"I know yours, you can't like him. It must be his forcing you, right? Talk!"

From the moment He Runcheng met Wen Xien, all the bullshit patience disappeared.

"damn it!"

Fan Xian felt angry, and rushed toward his head with impulse. He suddenly clenched the man's collar and swung his punch hard, but He Runcheng's palm pressed against his fist. He twisted his backhand, but Fan Xian reacted quickly and broke free, and the two of them opened a distance.

"Don't touch her with your dirty hands. Do you have some problems with your ears? I've said it many times, but I don't mind repeating it again, yes, it's my lover!"

Fan Xian's narrow eyes narrowed unconsciously, and a sense of depression filled his eyes with disgust, "If you harass my lover again, you will be responsible for the consequences."

This man is like a vicious dog, and he cannot allow others to covet a single and unique bone.

This is not what makes He Runcheng most uncomfortable. What makes him most uncomfortable is Wen Xien's attitude.

She just sat quietly in the wheelchair with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and her pale face was indifferent beyond isolation.

While indifferent, it seems to be the default.

If you default to Fan Xian, you will default to Fan Xian's attitude.

This understanding made He Runcheng's heart feel like he was stabbed in by dense needles, leaving no gaps, and his breathing was so painful that he even tasted a bitterness that was so rich that he wanted to lean over and vomit.

He suppressed his vigorous anger and wanted to say something, but he only looked at Wen Xien, trying to find out the meaning of being unwilling or being forced from her face.

But no.

Not at all.

There is no leniency, no involuntaryness, so that is silence and a default.

Seeing his embarrassed look, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing happily. His hands fell on Wen Xien's thin shoulders, rubbing his fingertips ambiguously, with possessiveness and sovereignty.

He carefully looked at He Runcheng from top to bottom. His posture and eyes were so arrogant that he felt insulting, like provocation and showing off.

He Runcheng looked a little embarrassed now. His clean and white shirt was wrinkled in several parts. At this moment, he was half kneeling on the ground and looked at Wen Xien.

He was tall, with long hands and feet, and even half-kneeled, he looked straight with Wen Xien, who was sitting in a wheelchair.

As long as Wen hopes to show no desire, he will...

"She is still waiting for you, live a good life with her."

A word that could not be more light was heard into the ears and quickly dissipated in the air, like a pot of cold water poured on He Runcheng's head.

He slowly stood up, looking dim and confused with his head down. He felt ridiculous for his expectations, and he was panicked and hated when he encountered Wen Xien.

He didn't know whether to hate himself or Wen Xien.

The young master who can be sad for a dead cat can be cruelly thrown into the cold snow.

It was like when he was a little beggar back then, he was played with by the young master because of a trivial matter and jumped into the cold lake to find the bracelet that was randomly discarded by his master.

He can still remember that the young master standing on the shore was as beautiful as a fairy, with a cold and sarcastic expression.

What exactly is he expecting?

The fingers hanging beside him slowly loosened, the palms were covered with blood, and they dripped along the fingertips to the ground.

When I loosened, my palms trembled slightly, my fingertips slid across the thin shirt, and the heat dissipated.

Wen Xien looked up and looked at He Runcheng faintly.

And He Runcheng left without looking back, almost without pause.

Wen Xien's eyes flashed slightly, and then she lowered her eyes. Not only did she feel something, she suddenly turned her head to look.

Liang Yujin stood there expressionlessly, her eyes were so dark that she could not forget the edge, and she looked a little weird. She grabbed a suit jacket with both hands, and then she turned around and left after she met Wen Xien's sight.

The direction she left was the same as that of He Runcheng.

...

The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. The full moon is a night that many people are looking forward to, and it is another night that many people are looking forward to.

On Mid-Autumn Festival, Fan Xian brought Wen Xien back to the Fan family.

Fan Xian never conceals their relationship and wants everyone to know. However, in this era, the two of them have undoubtedly been questioned a lot. I don’t know how many people are laughing at them, but they are more disgusted. When Wen Xien and Shen Yue were having a hot fight, they all thought Wen Xien was just playing, but the nature of being with Fan Xian is different.

The Fan family really can't afford to lose this person. Fan's mother washed her face with tears every day, and Fan's father also looked gloomy, but Fan Xian had no intention of retreating. Even if he was almost broken, every word was powerful. No matter what, it was impossible to really kill someone. After all, Fan Xian became the pillar of the Fan family. After all, they were anxious.

I could only pinch my nose and admit it.

So on the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fan Xian excitedly pulled Wen Xien to the Fan family, and this was not the first time.

When I was young, Wen Xien played too late and didn’t dare to go back, so he would hide in Fan Xian’s house. At that time, Liang Zhongshan was willing to see Wen Xien and Fan Xian have a good relationship, so he wouldn’t say anything.

Wen Xien and the elders of the Fan family were almost familiar with each other. They were polite to her at that time. Every time they came, they would have a smile on their faces, not like now.

Fan's mother is a very gentle and well-educated woman with good cooking skills. Every time Wen Xien comes, she will be happy. Wen Xien is sweet-mouthed. When she sees people talking and talks with ghosts, she can always make Fan's mother laugh from ear to ear.

Compared to Fan's father, Wen Xien rarely contacted her, mainly because Fan's father was busy and rarely was anxious. However, when the two businesses had business contacts, Fan's father would often give her some small toys.

Both of them now have a calm face, which makes Wen Xien feel uncomfortable.

The Fan family follows the habit of "don't eat or sleep" and is very quiet when eating.

Fan Xian glanced at the dishes, subconsciously picked up a beet and put it into Wen Xien's bowl. When he took back the chopsticks, he realized that his parents were looking at him in surprise.

Just because Fan Xian doesn't look like he is good at taking care of others, they have never eaten Fan Xian's food.

At this point, they couldn't keep posing, but Fan's mother would use public chopsticks to pick up food for Wen Xien: "Sheen eats more, and see if your child is thin."
Chapter completed!