"Ah Yu, I happened to meet her the day I bought the bracelet for you, and she just bought the same style. Xiao Junchen looked at her, looked serious, and said concisely.

So, is he explaining it to himself?

Suddenly, Fang Zhiyu's face was hot, and the hot blood rushed to her brain, she coughed unnaturally and said, "Oh, I know." ”

"I love you Ayu, this is my unswerving commitment. Don't take it off in the future, okay. He coaxed gently, his slender fingertips looping around her soft hair, round and round.

This vision was too hot, Fang Zhiyu looked at him in a daze, and suddenly a sense of confusion rose in her heart, her little heart was already fluttering and restless, was this man a goblin? Otherwise, how could she fall into his trap step by step?

She hurriedly withdrew her hand from his big palm, and constantly despised herself in her heart, Fang Zhiyu, Fang Zhiyu, can you have a little backbone, don't be teased casually by others, you have a feeling of private life, okay.

"Cough, that, Xiao Junchen, let's go quickly, otherwise we will be late later." She stammered, and fled from his sight.

Xiao Junchen looked at her back and fled, and smiled silently, Ah Yu, it's okay, sooner or later you will really belong to me.

After arriving at the destination, Xiao Junchen and Fang Zhiyu got out of the car, he glanced at her sideways, quietly held her hand, and interlocked his fingers.

"I want them to know that you are my woman. ”

Fang Zhiyu hurriedly pulled out her hand like a startled rabbit, but the man's strength increased, and she glanced at her speechlessly, but her heart was warm.

"Childish. Fang Zhiyu said with a little disgust, but the corners of her mouth curled up a small arc.

Opening the door of the banquet hall, the two men slowly walked in, and all the eyes of the people present focused on the two of them.

Xiao Junchen wore an ink-colored haute couture suit, with a lion logo at the neckline, powerful and domineering, and his slender and upright body stood in place at will, which could give people a strong sense of oppression, and condescendingly looked at all directions.

Domineering, as if he is the king who dominates the world.

The woman next to her was wearing a moon-white dress, elegant and generous, with firm apricot eyes, and peach-petal-like red lips under her small nose.

"Wow, that's beautiful, who's that woman?"

"Didn't you see the one next to her, that is Xiao Dashao, can be his female companion, that woman's background must be not small!"

There was a sigh at the banquet.

In the distance, a pair of vicious eyes stared at Fang Zhiyu, a trace of cracks appeared on her delicate and gentle makeup, her slender hands clenched the wine glass tightly, and a steady stream of jealousy burst out from her eyes.

Why! It's obviously her home field, but Fang Zhiyu's slut steals the limelight!

Thinking about it, her eyes became darker and darker, and the force in her hand gradually increased, and with a snap, a sound of glass breaking sounded, followed by a tingling sensation, she immediately came back to her senses, and looked at the blush in her hand in confusion and panic.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

Only then did she realize what had happened and screamed.

A man in a wheelchair slowly walked to her side, his fair and even somewhat sickly hand handed her a tissue, his long eyelashes drooped low, his eyes were soft, and he whispered, "Wipe it with this tissue." ”

"Don't be too sad, sometimes you have to have it in your life, and you don't have to force it all the time in your life, if you lose an inch because of this, you will definitely fail. The man continued, his tone as soft and warm as the warm spring sun, but his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water.

Hearing this, Wen Jingxuan was stabbed in the heart by a blow, her face turned white, and her expression was a little annoyed, but she didn't show it obviously, and said in a stiff tone: "Don't be nosy!" After speaking, he turned around and left.

The man didn't seem to feel embarrassed, silently took back the tissue, and put it in his pocket neatly, looking indifferent, no different from before.

All this was seen by Fang Zhiyu from a distance, and she looked up and asked Xiao Junchen, "Who is that person sitting in a wheelchair?"

Xiao Junchen looked at the direction she said, his eyes turned pale, revealing a rare different color, and he muttered: "His name is Shi Lan, he is Shi Ruxiang's biological son, and he has been weak since he was a child, so he can't be loved by Shi Ruxiang, and his situation is bleak." ”

Fang Zhiyu nodded, her mood was even heavier, and she couldn't help but sigh, the appearance of a wealthy family seems to be beautiful, but in fact, it is gold and jade, and it is just ruined, the ruthlessness is comparable to that of the ancient royal family, if you have use value, just take a look at it, if there is no use value, you will abandon it.

It's chilling.

She looked at Shi Lan in the distance through the crowd, he was sitting quietly in a wheelchair, ignorant of the world, his body was thin, his eye sockets were a little sunken because of his thinness, his face was pale, and his dark pupils did not have a trace of light.

I don't know if it's because of illness, but the thin lips are unusually ruddy, which is really puzzling.

Suddenly, she began to feel a little sorry for him, but more about Xiao Junchen.

Women seem to be particularly sensitive when they are in love, such as Fang Zhiyu.

"Xiao Junchen. Her throat dried, and she cried out.

"Huh?" the man looked down at her.

Suddenly, Xiao Junchen felt a small softness in his arms, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he was quickly covered by tenderness, his hands gently wrapped around her, and he patted her comfortingly.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

"You're going to always be strong, okay?"

He was confused by this question, but he still smiled dotingly, "Okay, I will always be strong, and I won't let anyone bully you." ”

"Ah Chen. A gentle female voice came, and Fang Zhiyu's body stiffened.

Fang Zhiyu broke free from his shackles and returned to her usual strong appearance, the corners of her mouth curled up with a touch of sarcasm.

"Miss Wen, hello. ”

Wen Jingxuan still had a warm smile like the sun: "Hello, Miss Fang." ”

Fang Zhiyu looked at her with a smile, and intentionally or unintentionally revealed the bracelet on her hand, and sure enough, her face was all over again.

"I'm really embarrassed, I'm jealous, I never thought that Junchen would finish buying me a bracelet, and Miss Wen then bought the same style, I hope Miss Wen will forgive me generously. ”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Jingxuan's face froze, knowing that she was sarcastic about herself openly and secretly.

No!

Wen Jingxuan told herself, the smile on her face was still undiminished, and she said dryly: "Of course, you're polite." ”

Fang Zhiyu slowly walked up to her and said in a low voice, "So, who is the man in the photo that night, Miss Wen?"