Chapter Fifty-Eight: Wings Can't Escape
In her sleep, Lin Xiaoxi vaguely felt that someone was stirring her hair, she slowly opened her eyes, and saw Ying Hanche pulling the broken hair that fell in front of her eyes behind her ears.
Lin Xiaoxi subconsciously avoided his movements.
Ying Hanche saw it in his eyes, and his eyes were filled with dense loss.
"If you weren't my aunt, wouldn't you have rejected me?"
Lin Xiaoxi paused, "I don't know why you like Ying ...... Me, but have you ever thought that maybe I'm not as good as you think. ”
The corners of Ying Hanche's lips were slightly hooked, full of ridicule, "Just because of this?" ”
"You humiliated me very completely, the whole Ying family, I should be the one who knows your true face." Ying Hanche didn't care, "Yes, you are indeed inconsistent with your appearance, and you are indeed prodigal, but I don't care about ......"
"All I want is your heart."
Lin Xiaoxi was very entangled, she wanted to make it clear to Ying Hanche on the basis of not hurting him.
"Bang bang." There was a crisp high-five.
Immediately afterwards, there was a mocking male voice, full of Lin Xiaoxi's familiar coldness.
"It's romantic."
Lin Xiaoxi looked at it in amazement, only to see Leng Mochen appear at the door.
His face was gloomy, because he had just undergone surgery, and he was wearing only a shirt and his upper body was bandaged.
While his face was pale, his fierce aura did not decrease.
Even his eyes were like cold arrows flashing on the battlefield, aggressive, which only made Lin Xiaoxi's heart tighten.
He came out of the operating room?
How did he get here?
Lin Xiaoxi's heart tightened, full of worry, and walked quickly towards Leng Mochen's side, wanting to check his injuries.
She walked in a hurry, stumbling on her feet, losing her balance, if Ying Hanche hadn't caught her in time, she would have been carried to the ground.
Leng Mochen stared straight at Ying Hanche's hands that were holding her.
How many more men will this damn woman seduce?
Can't she settle down?
He strode forward, grabbed Lin Xiaoxi's wrist and pulled out, "Follow me!" ”
Ying Hanche took Lin Xiaoxi's other hand, "Don't go." ”
Leng Mochen's face was faintly cold, and a trace of violence flashed in his eyes, "It seems that the lesson I gave you last time was not enough." ”
Lin Xiaoxi shook his head at Ying Hanche and pulled out his hand vigorously.
Leng Mochen pulled Lin Xiaoxi out of the way.
When he went out, he looked at the bodyguard guarding the door, "Smash this broken house for me!" ”
"Leng Mochen, don't go too far." was taken into the car, and Lin Xiaoxi was still staring at the candy house outside the car.
Leng Mochen sneered, "Lin Xiaoxi, you really didn't disappoint me, in order to be with him, you also injured Ning Lishuang." ”
Lin Xiaoxi turned his face suddenly, looking at Leng Mochen, his eyes were full of mockery and disappointment.
Leng Mochen was stunned by her, why did he just have an attitude towards Ying Hanche, and immediately changed his face when he faced him?
"Leng Mochen, are you cheap?" Lin Xiaoxi suddenly spoke.
"You obviously look down on me, why don't you still let me go, you have to entangle with me?"
After Lin Xiaoxi finished speaking, she stretched out her hand to open the car door.
Leng Mochen's eyes were quick and he pulled the car door.
The two were at a stalemate, and Leng Mochen's wound was oozing blood again.
"Leng Mochen!"
Lin Xiaoxi panicked and didn't dare to stiffen with him anymore.
"Driver, drive, get him back to the hospital!"
Seeing a look of anxiety on her face, the depression in Leng Mochen's heart swept away, and his eyebrows were raised proudly, holding Lin Xiaoxi's hand tightly.
The driver immediately drove away, and Leng Mochen was sent back to the hospital.
On the hospital bed, the doctor bandaged Leng Mochen's wound again, Leng Mochen's hand refused to let go, he stared at Lin Xiaoxi deadly.
Ning Lishuang sat in a wheelchair, belatedly, "Mochen, you are about to release Miss Ying, don't affect the doctor's treatment." ”
Lin Xiaoxi struggled and tried to pull his hand.
Leng Mochen worked harder, "Lin Xiaoxi, you don't want to escape from the palm of my hand." ”