Chapter 772: What Do You Call Him?

Nan Xiang also closed his eyes tiredly, "To protect his life is to protect me." ”

"Shen Qian, don't forget, he is also your best brother. I have been deceived by your confidant all my life, and since then I have withdrawn from my favorite court. You have left an indelible memory in his life. ”

This sentence made Shen Qian tremble after all. He clenched his fists, and his reddened eyes showed great pain.

The world can be more complicated than you think.

After the door was closed, Nan Xiang pulled up his nightdress, looked at the fresh scar on his thigh, and suddenly hugged his stomach and shrunk into a ball.

She hoped that Xiao Li did not betray Jiang Yechen and took refuge in the Shen family. In this way, they can still be friends.

The person she hoped would appear in front of the bed to see her was not Shen Qian. In this way, she will not feel that there is darkness around her.

These days, she's seen so much that she can barely fit in. finally understood why Jiang Yechen asked her not to wade into the abyss again and again.

The abyss in the wealthy family is like the sea, and every word involves interests, only the most terrible.

With a stirring in her stomach, she thought back to that terrible day again, and tears finally flowed out of her eyes with relief.

Du Ruoying's dagger was deflected, and it didn't stab her in the abdomen! just a little, a little, a little, okay, okay...... "Baby, this time, mom really has no choice." ”

"I must protect you and help your father in my own way!

Her body trembled slightly, and she wiped away her tears, her eyes becoming indestructible.

Nanxiang and Jiang Yechen met again, and it still came. Just three days later, at Liao Yuanyuan's funeral.

The sad atmosphere, like a desolate autumn, is suitable for lovers to break up.

Liao Yuanyuan is only the adopted daughter of the Liao family, so the mourning hall cannot be located in the Liao family, and a separate hall is opened.

Although he is not famous, he is a person raised by the Liao family. Liao Peiyan, Jiang Jinghe, Jiang Yechen, and the Jiang family gave face, and they all arrived one by one.

"Yuanyuan, I was wrong, I should have spent more time with you, I did it wrong, woo woo, I was wrong. ”

Qi Qinyu knelt in front of the mourning hall, crying silently, but everything could not be turned back.

Nanxiang and Jiang Yechen respectively put on incense and were outside the door of the hall.

Two groups of people, meeting together.

Each other, as if the strangest acquaintances.

The man, as arrogant as in the past, walked straight to Nanxiang.

He doesn't look like he's in trouble, and so is Nan Xiang, except for his flat stomach, there's nothing else unusual.

"Come home with me. ”

When touching a woman's flat abdomen. Jiang Yechen's dark phoenix eyes did not avoid a single wound.

He stretched out his hand to her and coaxed a child who had gone home, "Come, Xiangxiang." ”

Nanxiang stood like a sculpture, she tried her best to endure the throbbing at the moment when she saw the man, and then stood calmly like water.

The allure of that hand to her was the strongest in the world, and her fingers trembled, and then she didn't move.

"Young Master Jiang, you are wrong, this is Young Lady Shen. Our Shen Shao's fiancΓ©e, the wedding will be held soon. ”

A hand stopped in front of Nan Xiang and Jiang Yechen, the man pretended to hear a big joke, Dan Feng looked at Nan Xiang with a sneer in his eyes, and Gu Zi smiled back, "Oh, yes?"

"Yes, if Young Master Jiang has a heart, the Shen family will definitely send a big red invitation. The Shen family said again.

"Big red invitation ......" Jiang Yechen repeated these four words.

Nan Xiang smelled a hint of danger, and sure enough, in the next second, this subordinate was folded by Jiang Yechen, and his head collided with the head of another subordinate person, and the two ends of the explosion were blood.

Behind Jiang Yechen, and behind Shen Qian beside Nanxiang, a group of bodyguards rushed out to face each other.

"Yechen, today is the funeral of your Liao family's relatives, the subordinates have no eyesight, and they mentioned something that shouldn't be mentioned, I apologize to you. ”

Shen Qian walked to the front, calmed down the battle first, and spoke to the man.

The two men looked at each other, one hot and one cold, still two heavens of ice and fire.

"If you go abroad to study, you should do it well. Come back, what's the fun?"

Jiang Yechen's eyes always looked at Nan Xiang, and his attitude towards Shen Qian became unclear.

"I like someone, so I have to come back and take my heart. Shen Qian replied gracefully, and glanced at Nan Xiang.

At this glance, the last grass that crushed the camel, Jiang Yechen's fist came out extremely fast, and he suddenly became angry, "All the people you like are people you shouldn't like!"

"Qian, I'm tired, go home. ”

Nan Xiang suddenly made a move and pulled Shen Qian away, and the man's fist suddenly stopped suddenly, just one millimeter away from the bridge of Shen Qian's nose.

"What do you call him?" Jiang Yechen's gaze fell on Nan Xiang with a swish.

"Nothing, Mr. Jiang, I'm tired, you and I can finish it. ”

Separated by a few figures, the eyes of the two people intersected again, and everything around them was still and chaotic.

Jiang Yechen tried to see a little deception in Nan Xiang's eyes, but no, the woman was quiet. It's like she's really tired, as she said.

"Just now, I scared you, joking. ”

Jiang Yechen suddenly let go of his fist, patted Shen Qian's erect chest, and patted his collar back.

He stood in front of Nan Xiang again, Shen Qian looked at the two of them, and he didn't stop them after all, but the bodyguard next to him was meticulous. Many people came over to see, but they didn't dare to approach, including the Jiang family's parents and many relatives and friends.

"Nanxiang, the child's business, I owe you, we will have it. Let's go, I've researched new flavors of pancakes, let's go home and try them. ”

Jiang Yechen clenched his fists again, but opened his face to Nan Xiang calmly, and showed a doting look.

Nan Xiang looked at that hand, and the hundreds of people who were watching also looked at the man's hand.

Inside the hall, the mourning of the funeral stopped.

Nan Xiang moved, in the eyes of the man's expectations. She raised her hand, but it was on Shen Qian's arm.

With cold eyes, he looked at Jiang Yechen without emotion, "Yes, I can't forgive you, I hate you, Jiang Yechen." I have never forgotten all these years of hatred and resentment, and I have survived enough. ”

"Between you and me, it's better to never see each other again. ”

She said this resolutely, and the air fell into a long freeze.

It can be seen that Jiang Yechen's eyes are exposed, and the pain has never been greater.

His big hand curled in the air, and then fell heavily.

Under the gaze of everyone, Nan Xiang turned around ruthlessly, like a woman who was hurt and would never look back.

Shen Qian hugged her and pulled the collar of her coat. The plaice was affectionate and left the Liao family hall openly.

There were thick dark clouds in the sky, and a thunderclap pierced the sky, and finally the sky changed dramatically.

In the pouring rain, Ban Hua personally led people to intercept him, but the man whose face was soaked in the rain shouted coldly, "No need to chase!"

Boom, another violent thunderclap, the roar shattered the peace of all things.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you cry, there is no other eyeliner in this car. ”

In the lengthened Lincoln car, Shen Qian handed her a handkerchief.

As soon as Nanxiang got into the car, he covered his chest with his hands. She didn't have the slightest expression, but her heart didn't fluctuate a little less strongly because of it, and it hurt there.

Thinking of Jiang Yechen's handkerchief, I thought of his exclusive smell.

It took a long time to come back to his senses and push Shen Qian away, and said with a quiet gaze, "Let me go back to Nanjia." ”