Chapter Eighty-Four: Ah Huai

"It's funny, it's a fight with a woman."

Hearing the words of the man beside him, Wen Yuan also glanced over.

Three women, he knew only one of them.

Jiang Ruo!

Wen Yuan took a deep breath of cigarette, and the thick white mist blurred his face, but he still looked handsome.

It was a coincidence that he didn't go looking for her, but she came to the door first.

Jiang Ruo is one-on-two, and gradually occupies the upper hand.

Huo Wanwan raised her hand and wanted to slap Jiang Ruo, but Jiang Ruo reacted quickly and grabbed Huo Wanwan's wrist in the air.

Seeing this, Huo Wanwan kicked Jiang Ruo viciously with force on his feet.

Coupled with Shen Jiaren's pushing, Jiang Ruo fell to the ground, breaking his knee and elbow, and immediately bleeding out.

Huo Wanwan's words were full of sarcasm: "It's really squeamish, you can break your skin if you fall it."

Jiang Ruo is in an extremely bad mood now, she has already broken up with Huo Jinting and Zhou Qihe, she has nothing to do with these two men!

Jiang Ruo raised his arm, covered his bleeding elbow, lifted his eyelids and looked directly at Huo Wanwan, and said coldly, "Whether it's your third brother or your Ah He, it has nothing to do with me."

"If you have kung fu to bully me here, it's better to tie up your Ah He and don't let him bother me every day."

"You!"

Jiang Ruo's words made Huo Wanwan more and more angry, she couldn't believe that it would be Zhou Qi and the initiative to pester Jiang Ruo!

When Huo Wanwan still wanted to make a move, Wen Yuan passed by.

Shen Jiaren found that someone was passing by, and hurriedly tugged on Huo Wanwan's sleeve to remind her to stop first.

Jiang Ruo turned his back to Wen Yuan, not knowing that there was someone behind him.

Wen Yuan's gaze stayed on Jiang Ruo, thoughtfully, he copied his trouser pocket with one hand, and held the cigarette tail with the other, his expression was complicated, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and he poured out his yin owl in an instant.

The gloomy and cold temperament on his body made Huo Wanwan and Shen Jiaren a little afraid.

"Grandpa?" The man next to him called him softly.

In just a few seconds, Wen Yuan looked away from Jiang Ruo, he lifted his eyelids and looked at Huo Wanwan and Shen Jiaren casually, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful smile: "You continue."

Hearing this, Huo Wanwan and Shen Jiaren were relieved, they thought that he was going to save Jiang Ruo.

But...

After Jiang Ruo heard this mellow and magnetic male voice, his eyes suddenly widened unconsciously.

What a familiar sound!

She will never forget whose voice it was!

Jiang Ruo turned her head to look around with excitement and surprise without thinking, and it happened that Wen Yuan turned around to leave at this time, and she only saw the man's side face.

Caught a black tear mole under his right eye.

The blurred side face was enough to make her ecstatic and burst into tears.

"Brother Ahuai." She whispered.

Jiang Ruo didn't care about Huo Wanwan and Shen Jiaren, and hurriedly stood up from the ground with his body propped up, and chased after him with his injured body.

"Brother Huai!"

She shouted excitedly, the tears in her eyes reflected a layer of moist mist, and the man's figure gradually blurred and hazy, and gradually disappeared.

"Brother Ahuai! Brother Huai!" Jiang Ruo chased after him, unwillingly calling all the time.

That face, that voice, and that tear mole should all be her Ahuai brother.

Why doesn't Brother Ahuai know her anymore?

Brother Ahuai should be able to hear her voice, why not wait for her?

Wen Yuan strode ahead, his eyebrows and eyes were half-drooping, and his low-hanging thick eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, making it seem that the gray under his eyes was getting deeper and deeper, gloomy and cold.

He tilted his face slightly, and the corners of his red lips hooked up a wicked and playful smile, but there was no temperature in the laughter, and it was very cold.

Jiang Ruo was wearing high heels and trotted all the way to chase the man, no matter how softly she called, the man's footsteps never stopped from beginning to end.

It was like a hallucination of her, an illusion that could never catch up.

Jiang Ruo was busy chasing him, no

Pay attention to the steps under your feet and fall directly on the hard, cold stone steps.

She twisted her foot, injured both knees, and blood rushed out.

It's like the sand that can't be grasped, the memories that can't be kept, and the people that can't be grasped, will slowly dissipate with time.

Is it true that her Ahuai brother will not come back?

Jiang Ruo sat on the ground in despair, tears falling one by one, his voice was a sad cry, and he choked up and screamed: "Brother Ahuai, don't you remember to forget your worries?"

"Isn't it really you?"

"Isn't it really Brother Ahuai?"

The pain in her body was far less than Jiang Huai's sadness if she didn't want her.

If he was really Jiang Huai, how could he see her being bullied and not take action to protect her?

If he was really Jiang Huai, how could he hear her fall to the ground and not turn back to comfort her?

Jiang Ruo muttered lonely, "Really, isn't it? But it's so similar?"

The face is like, the voice is like, and even the body shape is like.

Jiang Ruo didn't return for a long time, Xi Sui and Qin Bei were worried about whether something had happened to her, so they hurriedly looked for her everywhere.

Qin Bei collided with Wen Yuan.

After seeing the man's appearance again, Qin Bei's eyebrows were slightly folded, and his expression showed displeasure.

Wen Yuan raised a smug smile at him, his eyebrows were lightly raised, and he was arrogant.

Qin Bei didn't have time to pay attention to Wen Yuan now, and after hesitating slightly, he went to find Jiang Ruo.

He had a bad premonition in his heart, did Jiang Ruo see Wen Yuan's face? ap.

If she sees Wen Yuan's face...

Xi Sui found Jiang Ruo one step earlier than Qin Bei.

She seemed to have been drained of her soul, and sat lonely on the ground in a trance, with several wounds on her body, and she was embarrassed.

As soon as he wanted to walk over, Huo Wanwan and Shen Jiaren also chased after him, and the two of them were puzzled by Jiang Ruo's abnormal behavior.

Xi Sui glanced at the two of them indifferently, then walked to Jiang Ruo's side, slowly squatted down, and looked at her at eye level.

I saw the little girl crying with pear blossoms and rain, sobbing incessantly, her curly and thick eyelashes were stained with crystal clear tears, and I had never seen her so sad and sad.

It's not just that Xi Sui hasn't seen it, but Qin Bei hasn't seen it either.

Qin Bei couldn't help but slow down, it seemed that Jiang Ruo had seen Wen Yuan's face, otherwise he wouldn't have cried and his eyes reddened.

Xi Sui gently twisted the hair stuck to Jiang Ruo's face, and asked gently, "Why are you crying?" Did someone bully you?"

After that, Xi Sui raised his eyes and looked at Huo Wanwan and Shen Jiaren, although he didn't know these two people, but judging from their behavior of chasing after them in a hurry, it should have happened to Jiang Ruo just now.

Jiang Ruo lowered his head, firmly grasped his red bean bracelet, his red lips moved, and he sobbed: "Brother Ahuai, forget to worry about you."

"Brother Ahuai, is it okay to bring your worries home?"

Seeing that Jiang Ruo ignored no one and kept talking about Brother Ahuai, Xi Sui had no choice but to hug her around the princess.

The little girl was thin and weak, and she was like a paper figure in her arms, as light as if she had no weight.

Passing by Qin Bei's side, he said, "You take her back first."

Qin Bei's eyes were calm, he had something to talk to Wen Yuan.

"Those two women to the little girl..."

"I'll take care of it."

Xi Sui hugged Jiang Ruo to avoid the dense crowd and left from the side hall.

Huo Jinting, who had been talking about cooperation upstairs before, walked down.

He was surrounded in the middle, wearing a black double-breasted suit and a silver tie clip, showing his aristocratic temperament and being extremely eye-catching.