Jian Qingchuan slowly exhaled the smoke ring, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Of course, whether you will fall in love with me or not is your own business, but don't blame me for not reminding you when the time comes."

Wen Xin smiled, "Megalomania." ”

Yes, Jian Qingchuan is a real megalomaniac in her eyes.

How handsome he looks? It's not the same as an ordinary man.

And she, Wen Xin, is a woman who disdains all men.

Because......

"Really?" Jian Qingchuan raised his eyebrows.

"Jian Qingchuan, don't think that I will fall in love with you." She threw the words back to him as they were.

Her words succeeded in arousing his interest, and he gently hooked his lips, but said no more, just stared at her as she was rubbing the oil.

He knew a long time ago that because of her biological parents, her attitude towards the opposite sex was always extraordinarily cold.

However, after so many years, he thought that she would change, but what he didn't expect was that she was still like that, even more serious than before.

Now, although they have the same parents, the relationship between them is no different from that of strangers. Because he started living in school at the age of ten, and at that time, she was just an out-and-out little girl who didn't understand anything.

He still remembered that when Wen Xin was brought back to Jane's house, he was only four years old.

At that time, she always liked to hide in her room alone, refusing to come out to meet people, even going to kindergarten, and only when she was eating, she would be taken to the dining room by the maid.

Every time she saw him, she always timidly called him "Brother Qingchuan", and then stopped talking.

This went on for two years.

Since then, they have rarely seen each other and rarely crossed paths.

Now, she no longer calls him Brother Qingchuan, but calls him Jian Qingchuan by name and surname.

He knew that she was unwilling to marry him, but she had to marry him.

He saw Chi Guoguo's defenses in her eyes, stubborn and weak.

Although he was not willing to marry a woman who was still very strange to him, her attitude did pique his interest.

Perhaps, this wife is not as dull as she imagined.

Thinking of this, Jian Qingchuan's heart actually gave birth to a small expectation that he hadn't even noticed himself.

When the cigar burned out, he threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray not far away, got up and disappeared.

By the time he reappeared, he was fully dressed and looked like he was going out.

Wen Xin finished wiping the medicine, and as soon as she looked up, she saw Jian Qingchuan in beige casual clothes, leaning against the wall and looking at her.

The short hair hung down casually in front of his forehead, a little messy, but it added a bit of unruly feeling to him.

In this way, Wen Xin lost his mind, but soon returned to normal.

"Okay?" He asked.

Wen Xin nodded.

"I'll send you back."

"No, I'll take a taxi myself."

After watching her put on her shoes, Jian Qingchuan walked over slowly, grabbed her arm again with her big hand and pulled her up from the sofa.

"Let it go."

Jian Qingchuan ignored her struggles and pulled her out the door.

Because his legs are very long, no matter how slow he walks, Wen Xin's petite figure will still feel difficult to follow behind him, not to mention that her feet are still injured.

Looking at his tall back, she muttered in her heart: What a man who doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade......

Fortunately, the apartment called when they went out, otherwise she would have been ruined.

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