The person who spoke was very handsome, with a high nose and thin lips, deep eyes, clear and sharp lines, which conformed to the aesthetics of the vast majority of people in society.

He sat in the audience, so conspicuous that you could notice him almost at a glance.

When he spoke, he lowered his head and played with the watch in his hand, as if the people on the stage were not worthy of his look.

Shen Yue didn't feel embarrassed, he could clearly know that this person was not here to see the play, but to find trouble.

He doesn't even have to come out and don't get angry, because someone will voluntarily stand up for him.

The people in the audience whispered, the pear orchard is very lively today, it should be said that since Wen Xien's support, the pear orchard has been very lively.

Everyone wants to see who is the dizzy play that fascinates the little master of the Liang family, everyone came with this curiosity at first, but when they saw Shen Yue's singing skills, they were all fascinated by his play.

It's been a long time since no one in Liyuan dared to make trouble, and no one wanted to offend the little devil.

"Don't look at it if you're upset."

The light sound is clear, cold and thin, as if there is still ice floe in the unsealed spring water.

The young man looked up at the sound and saw the tall figure on the second floor, he chuckled, got up and ran directly to the second floor.

The audience on the first floor resumed its liveliness, and Shen Yue continued to finish singing, but his eyes involuntarily glanced towards the second floor.

It seems that the young man humiliated him in order to recruit Wen Xien out, if others humiliated him like this, Wen Xien would definitely be furious, or directly throw that person out, but this time no, Wen Xien just said it lightly, at most it can only be regarded as the slightest warning.

The slender and handsome long eyebrows were lowered, and the dark face was cold and dripping.

Fan Xian sat next to Wen Xien unceremoniously, and from this perspective, all the people in the audience could see clearly.

Wen Xien stared intently at Shen Yue on the stage, without even looking at the person next to him.

Fan Xian sighed, "Are you really carrying it?" It's just a play, if you like it, lock him up, let him sing to you day and night, are you willing to let him hold him? ”

In the past three years, their relationship has not been as bad as before, Fan Xian will pay attention to this person when he has nothing to do, and after listening to so many ups and downs outside, he still doesn't believe that this person will like others.

But now looking at Wen Xien's appearance, the rumors are indeed true.

He really couldn't understand that if he cherished and liked that drama so much, it would be better to lock him up in the house and sing it to Wen Xien alone.

Isn't that beautiful?

"I'm willing."

Wen Xien put his hand on the railing, the corners of his lips smiled, his eyes were full of brilliance, and his face was a little bright, and it was magnificent and glamorous, "He shouldn't be locked up, his beauty should be discovered by everyone, doesn't this mean that I have a good eye." ”

Such a dazzling person, if locked up, is like a flower with broken roots, no matter how carefully cared for, it will wither because it has left its roots.

Fan Xian can't get used to Wen Xien's appearance, he and Wen Xien said that they grew up together since childhood, no one knows Wen Xien better than him, he likes it when he says he likes it, and he fell into someone else's pit, which is really not Wen Xien's style.

"You're so good because of him?" Fan Xian seemed to be joking, but the deep meaning in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

Wen Xien turned her head to look at him, her eyebrows and eyes had expanded a lot in the past three years, rippling and shining, and demonic to the extreme.

This glance stunned Fan Xian, he had seen very beautiful people, but no one could withstand Wen Xien's eyes.

"Fan Xian, I'll tell you the truth, I'm going to marry him."

Fan Xian came back to his senses, but he didn't hear what he just said, and asked, "What did you say?" ”

"I said I'd marry him."

Fan Xian was shocked by this news, first shocked, and then angry that he himself had not expected, and his eyes gathered a gloom.

"You're crazy, let's not mention that he's a man, such a lowly play, if you marry back, you're not afraid that your father will break your legs."

He spoke in a low voice, not wanting the people next to him to listen, with some gnashing of teeth.

Wen Xien was not afraid, he even smiled fearlessly, "I'm not afraid,"

Fan Xian seemed to have heard some joke, "Is this a question that you are afraid of?" You can still see such an unpopular thing, your eyes are fascinated by shit, you! ”

With the posture of a noble son, he said it was a vulgar slang.

His words immediately made Wen Xien pull down his face: "Fan Xian, what are you talking nonsense?" Who do you say will not enter the stream? ”

Fan Xian's face was still ugly, and his tone was very cold: "Am I wrong, he's just a show to sell!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Wen Xien's fist hit him in the face, and he was not to be outdone, and the two of them fought inextricably, attracting all the bodyguards with great movement.

The people in the audience and upstairs were attracted by their movements, and they formed a circle at a loss, and they didn't dare to come up to fight because of their identities, and finally even the bodyguards moved to pull Wen Xien and Fan Xian apart when they heard the news.

Wen Xien has been fighting with others since she was a child, and she and Fan Xian have also quarreled a few times, but she has never tore her face like this, spit out a mouthful of bloody spit, and glared at him angrily: "Fan Xian, if you can't get used to it, I won't force you, but don't talk nonsense, otherwise this brother really can't do it." ”

Fan Xian's face was a little cracked, he looked at Wen Xien with a blushing face and said, "Liang Xien, you want to break with me for a ** drama?" ”

"Fuck off! You're the **! ”

Fan Xian shook off the bodyguard's hand, he smoothed the folds on his clothes with his hand, there was a bruise on the corner of his mouth, he pushed the tip of his tongue against his cheeks, and his mouth was full of blood.

Wen Xien saw him staring at him, his eyes were innocent, like a tongue full of barbs, as if he wanted to lick off a layer of her flesh and blood.

Her heart tightened suddenly, and when she looked at it again, Fan Xian left without looking back.

The little guy behind him called the driver and hurriedly sent Wen Xien to a private hospital.

The doctors in the hospital surrounded Wen Xien in the middle, asking questions, busy coming and going, but it was only a small injury, but it was a bomb.

By the time the wound was bandaged, it was already night.

Wen Xien went to the pear orchard, but Shen Yue was no longer there, she didn't know where Shen Yue's home was, because Shen Yue never revealed these personal issues to her, Wen Xien also respected him, and did not send others to investigate.

(End of chapter)