He Runcheng's originally excited heart was frozen again in an instant, and his heart didn't know why it was beating non-stop, beating faster and faster, beating faster and faster, like a drum beat with a faster and faster rhythm, sometimes loud, sometimes with different rhythms.

It was obviously a cold winter, but he was so nervous and flustered that even his palms broke out in a cold sweat.

He wanted to explain, but when he saw those cold eyes, he couldn't say anything, and his throat was dry and painful.

Liang Yujin, who was kneeling next to her, suddenly raised her head, she had always been a shy and timid girl, but her eyes were now full of determination and light.

"Runcheng and I really like it, father, mother, please do it."

Her words made the already calm atmosphere even more tense.

The third aunt almost fainted when she heard her words, "Yujin, you are really confused, you must be tempted by this kid, right?" ”

Even He Runcheng turned his head in shock and stared at Liang Yujin, his eyes were slightly red, and he looked at the girl in disbelief.

Liang Yujin lowered her head and didn't dare to look at him, this sentence took her the greatest courage for so many years, and in such a long time together, she really fell in love with this simple and handsome teenager.

"Is she telling the truth?"

The clear and cool voice made the tip of He Runcheng's nose sour, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Wen Xien, his clear eyes full of confusion.

"Fake...... Fake, young master, she lied......"

Wen Xien: "......"

How is this different from what is written in the plot?

These two people shouldn't be a hard-working mandarin duck, and then she is the one who beats the mandarin duck!

Wen Xien organized the language and wanted to wake up He Runcheng, "Is it necessary for her to tell this lie?" You know that I hate it when people lie to me the most, I thought you were more peaceful, but I didn't expect that I was blind and raised a white-eyed wolf. ”

This sentence has already shown that no matter how He Runcheng explains it, he has locked this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks.

No! It's not what the young master said!

He Runcheng shook his head and swallowed sourly, his hands and feet were cold, his world was an unprecedented bat, and people didn't know what to do.

He has always been very peaceful, the only thing that has been wrong is the spring dream that has been pestering him day and night for a few days, how could he lie to the young master? How dare he stretch out that irreverent thought?

He Runcheng knelt on the ground and moved his knees to Wen Xien's feet, and he trembled with his hands and grabbed Wen Xien's trouser legs.

The trembling voice was already accompanied by a crying voice, "Young Master, I just want to serve you wholeheartedly, and I never dare to be distracted, Young Master, do you believe me?" ”

The third aunt standing next to her was unhappy when she heard this, so he felt that this kid was not worthy of Liang Yujin, but listening to his tone, it seemed that he was not uncommon with Liang Yujin, and it seemed that Liang Yujin was upside down.

The third aunt picked up the teacup next to her and smashed it on He Runcheng's head, her eyes were full of bitterness and disgust, "You dog slave, a young lady in our Yujin dignified house, not to mention that you have ruined your reputation, and you are still pretending to be pitiful here, and the poor one is also my Yujin!" How can she fall in love with a good person in the future! ”

As she spoke, her tears came again, wiping the tears from her eyes with a silk handkerchief.

When the teacup flew in, He Runcheng didn't hide, just knelt straight and straight, looking up at Wen Xien, the teacup smashed into his forehead, and the torn pieces fell on his clothes.

Bright red blood slid down the corners of his forehead, and his clothes were still stained with tea, He Runcheng grabbed the fabric in his hand.

Wen Xien slowly hooked his lips, his beautiful and sharp eyes calmly scrutinized, and looked down at the young man at his feet condescendingly.

But in the next second, Wen Xien raised his foot and kicked the boy who was grabbing her trouser leg a little.

She mustered a lot of strength, and just a light kick could kick him away without hurting him.

"It's come to this, you can leave the Liang family."

Wen Xien withdrew his gaze, really unwilling to see his face full of blood and pitiful appearance.

But in He Runcheng's eyes, he thought that Wen Xien was so disgusted that he didn't want to see him.

But what made him even more panicked, the young master didn't want him anymore.

Without him, where can he go?

As soon as Liang Yujin heard that He Runcheng was going to be kicked out, she wanted to fight for it, but when she was stared at by the third aunt, all her courage was like a balloon that was punctured, and it was extinguished at once.

The third aunt didn't want to let things go so simply, so she just kicked He Runcheng out? And what about her daughter's reputation? In case it is rumored out, who would dare to marry Liang Yujin!

"Oh, Sheehan, I know this person is your one, and you should be partial, but now it's your sister who is being insulted, have you ever thought about your sister?"

Liang Yujin couldn't help but scream, "Mother......"

"Shut up!" The third aunt glared at the pale Liang Yujin viciously, and when she turned her head to look at Wen Xien, she turned into a gentle and dignified appearance, "Xien, why don't you hand over this person to me?" ”

Give it to this woman, He Runcheng will definitely be plucked out of a layer of skin.

Wen Xien looked at the third aunt coldly for a few seconds, and looked at the third aunt in a daze.

Liang Zhongshan didn't want to make a big deal about this trivial matter, so he said to Wen Xien, "It's good that you decide, there are still things waiting for me to deal with, so I'll leave first." ”

Wen Xien watched Liang Zhongshan leave, and then looked at the third aunt with an expressionless face.

"Take her back, and if she's messing with someone, then she can get out of here."

This sentence was so polite, it didn't give the third aunt and Liang Yujin any face at all, and their faces were red and white when they were said.

The third aunt swallowed her anger and pulled the unwilling Liang Yujin away.

For a while, only the master and servant were left in the ancestral hall.

He Runcheng's originally clear and clean eyes were slightly wide, and there were tears in his eyes, but he was forced to hold back and didn't flow out, because he knew that the young master hated him crying.

He didn't care about the smashed forehead, no matter that the blood had stained half of his thorny face, he wanted to get closer, but he didn't dare to get closer, so he had to look up at Wen Xien, who had a noble temperament.

The eye catches the spotless leather shoes, the straight seams of the suit trousers, and then the white shirt that is meticulously buttoned to the top, and the perfectly beautiful, cold and charming face.

He Runcheng's eyes trembled slightly, the young man's pink lips were stubborn and fragile, and the small Adam's apple was probably swallowed subconsciously because of nervousness.

"Young Master......"

He only said two words when he organized his words, and was ruthlessly interrupted by Wen Xien.

"Leave the Liang family."

He Runcheng's pupils shrank slightly, the tears in the corners of his eyes fell without warning, and he knelt on the cold porcelain plate, and in front of him was the indifferent side face of the person.

(End of chapter)