Almost drowned in a lotus fish pond.

almost became a sacrifice to please the capital.

Even when Fu Shiye rescued her near the bus stop in Beicheng, his face was covered in blood and he looked extremely embarrassed.

If he hadn't passed by there that night, the typhoon day, the night of the killing, the stepmother who had always wanted to put Wen Yabao to death would have really succeeded.

Her situation seems to be in a thrilling state forever.

It was full of wind and rain, and it never stopped.

Fu Shiye hugged her hard.

All he could do at the moment was to give her a hug.

A dance music ends.

The lights of the venue were restored, and the applause was thunderous.

It's all dedicated to tonight's little birthday star.

Wen Yabao's mood stabilized a lot.

"Now let go of you, is it okay?" Fu Shiye asked in a low voice in her ear.

Part of the eyes have shifted from He Jiujiu to them.

With Wen Yabao's temperament, she didn't want this to happen.

She nodded.

The light is bright, so that the mood recovers quickly.

Fu Shiye let go of his hand little by little, and Wen Yabao looked calm.

"Do you need to leave early?" Fu Shiye felt that Wen Yabao's current state was not suitable for staying here any longer.

"I'm fine, just find a corner to breathe, give me ten minutes, soon."

Wen Yabao pushed through the crowd and found a dark place in the corner to stay.

Fu Shiye wanted to follow, but was stopped by Xie Ronghou, who came over, "I want to see you recently, Secretary Su said that he couldn't get in line, why are you busy like this?" ”

"Uncle must have asked my mother, so I'm naturally busy falling in love."

Fu Shiye smiled, "Why do you want to ask knowingly!" ”

"And that Miss Wen?"

"What does Uncle think?"

"It seems that this Miss Wen is really not simple, what about her?"

Xie Ronghou had already heard that this Miss Wen was a topic of conversation when she was in Shao Yu.

rejected Shao Yanxing, but climbed up to Fu Shiye.

is not small in ambition, but Xie Ronghou is a little curious about her.

Fu Shiye's gaze moved to the direction where Wen Yabao left, and Xie Ronghou took the opportunity to look over.

Look through the crowd.

In the shadows of the corners, a delicate face, half bathed in the light, half hidden in the darkness.

She folded her arms, shook her wine glass, leaned against the armrest behind her, and tilted her head slightly.

The red off-the-shoulder dress lined her skin with snow white.

Picturesque.

"Pretty indeed!" Xie Ronghou had never seen a woman like her.

It was bright like a fire, and cold like ice.

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Wen Yabao was deeply trapped in the scene of chasing the light just now, and his heart was still extremely uncomfortable.

She drinks averagely.

But she desperately needs alcohol at the moment to force some emotions down.

Too many spillover emotions that need to be fully contained.

This is not Wen Zhai, the person who danced on the stage just now, nor Wen Yayan who gnawed her flesh and blood.

That's a congratulatory wine.

Today is her birthday, her rite of passage.

As Fu Shiye's girlfriend and girlfriend, Wen Yabao must not have any gaffes.

You have to laugh at everyone.

Wen Yabao drank the magnificence of the cup in one gulp.

After a few moments, the trembling fingertips finally returned to normal.

Try to raise a smile and stride towards the battlefield without gunpowder.

At that time, Xie Ronghou was laughing with Fu Shiye.

Wen Yabao replaced the empty glass, and raised another glass of champagne to Xie Ronghou's wine glass, "Mr. Xiao Rong, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Miss Wen is getting more and more beautiful, you are no longer in Shaoyu, and there are naturally fewer opportunities to meet."

Xie Ronghou touched her wine glass and teased with a smile, "Welcome back to Shaoyu often, and Miss Wen is welcome to come back to Shaoyu to see me, lest Shi Ye think that you are going back to Shaoyu to see some people, and I will panic." ”