In the midst of the uproar of watching the show, Fan Xian finally spoke slowly, and his deep voice had the power to make everyone hold their breath and stare at it for no reason: "Don't talk nonsense, it's better to pay attention to proportions when speaking." ”

Fan Xian said it with a smile, but somehow, it made those noble young masters feel cold behind their backs, so they closed their mouths stupidly, walked to the side and played their own games, and the atmosphere became active again after a while.

The clothes Wen Xien wore today were all light-colored, the skin that was exposed was as white as jade, a wrist was so thin that it seemed to be encircled with one hand, the arm was slender but not weak, and the lines were flexible and beautiful, just looking at it like this, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

But Fan Xian just wanted to break this hand now.

He grabbed Wen Xien's wrist directly, and due to inertia, Wen Xien suddenly fell next to him.

Wen Xien's wrist was still grasped, and the warm touch and slightly rough palm firmly bound her like iron tongs.

In a flash of light, Wen Xien suddenly remembered what he had learned about Fan Xian before, and many of the thoughts that flashed in his mind finally turned into the day they were together in the hotel.

Wen Xi'an's palms began to sweat.

Don't......

"You saw Shen Yue."

Fan Xian's tone was simply confused.

But Wen Xien's mind was still a little confused now, so he didn't answer for a while.

"You saw Shen Yue?" Fan Xian asked her repeatedly, his voice a little fluttering.

Wen Xien finally came to her senses, keenly aware of the tightness of the air, she turned her head to find that Fan Xian's light black eyes had turned into a deep black, as if stirring the abyss of despair.

Wen Xien: "......"

I seem to have seen something very remarkable in this.

"What did you say when you met him?" Fan Xian smiled nervously, "You really love him." ”

When Wen Xien really sensed his deep thoughts, Wen Xien realized what kind of intentions he had hidden in every contact with her.

Wen Xien suddenly frowned, and his tone suddenly became cold: "Let go." ”

Fan Xian in front of him seemed to be leaning on the leather sofa leisurely, his handsome face was dimmed by the dappled lights in the box, he looked at Wen Xien without saying a word, and did not let go after listening to her words.

Fan Xian bent down to Wen Xien, his voice extremely gentle, "Why didn't you answer what I asked you?" Have you forgotten what you promised me? You said you'd forget him, and you said you'd never want to see him. ”

"Are you kidding me? En. ”

Wen Xien now only feels disgusted when he hears Fan Xian's words, and his wrist hurts when he is grabbed by Fan Xian, so he breaks his fingers one by one with his other hand, and then picks up the coat on the sofa without looking at him, and says happily: "I'll go back first, you can continue to play." ”

Lu Qian, who was next to him, had been paying attention to Wen Xien's side, and when those noble young masters were joking, Lu Qian of course noticed Fan Xian's face, and it was obvious that something was not quite right.

Lu Qian seemed to want to keep Wen Xien, but for some reason he sighed, and also got up and said, "I'll send you off." ”

Wen Xien nodded, walked out with him, and only breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the smoky box, and said distraughtly: "I'm annoyed, there are so many today, don't call me if you come out to play Fan Xian in the future." ”

Lu Qian's footsteps paused and asked, "What's wrong with you and Fan Xian?" ”

Wen Xien didn't want to tell Lu Qian that she suspected that Fan Xian was worried about her ass, she didn't want to talk too much, if she wanted to say that it was her who was embarrassed, she was also embarrassed.

Annoyedly, he took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, but did not speak.

Wen Xien smokes a lot, and because of business matters, he will smoke fiercely when he is stressed.

Lu Qian and her stood at the gate of Paramount Gate, the neon lights on the street were shining with colorful lights, and the bustling streets were full of traffic.

Wen Xien suddenly felt an empty piece in her heart, and she felt as if every relationship would deteriorate later.

There is no pure emotion.

Wen Xien dusted off the ashes of her cigarette, spit out a puff of smoke rings, and closed her eyes carelessly, under the hazy and ambiguous light, her snow-white side face, and clear and perfect jawline, even the shadow that shines out seems to be like a noble and exquisite famous painting.

Lu Qian is actually not as smiling as he seems on the surface, he has no heart and no lungs, after all, not many people living in this circle are really simple, and no one will be a fool, he sighed, lowered his voice and asked again: "Sheen, do you know Fan Xian's ......?"

Wen Xien was now extremely sensitive to Fan Xian's affairs, opened his eyes suddenly, and immediately froze when he saw his subtle expression, and then slowly asked, "You already know what he thinks about me?" ”

To say that there must be anger, after all, Wen Xien has played with Lu Qian since childhood, but he hid such a dirty and disgusting thing from her, how could she not be angry.

But she didn't have that much to do with Lu Qian, because although Lu Qian's family is big, he has many brothers, although he is the eldest young master, but his mother is very weak, completely dependent on his father, and his father is very attentive, so there are many aunts, and life is not so easy.

If you offend Fan Xian, then Lu Qian's life after Lu Qian may be even more difficult.

Lu Qian opened his mouth, only to feel the cold blade against his neck, he really didn't know how to say it.

Wen Xien rubbed her tired brow bones, her pale lips pursed tightly, she didn't want to stay here any longer.

But as soon as she turned around, she bumped into someone, and then the cigarette in Wen Xien's mouth was taken away, and a puff of smoke deliberately spit on her face, choking her and coughing with her face in a hurry.

Lu Qian was surprised and panicked and said, "Fan Xian, why did you come out too?" ”

Wen Xien felt sick when he heard the name now, turned around and walked in the other direction, but his arm was grabbed by Fan Xian and dragged hard, and after hitting him in his arms, he was tightly held around his waist, and the cigarette he had smoked was forcefully stuffed back into Wen Xien's mouth.

Fan Xian's deep voice haunted his ears like a ghost.

"Sheehan already knows my mind, doesn't she?"

"Fan Xian! Get the fuck out of here! ”

Wen Xien spit out the cigarette in his mouth and wiped his mouth in disgust, his hair was then grabbed by him, Wen Xien had to be forced to look up into his bottomless eyes, Fan Xian grabbed her throat, and wrapped Wen Xien in his arms with an absolutely controlled posture.

"Do you think I want that? I thought we could, we could always be friends, best friends! But why? Why do you want to have anything to do with that show, you would rather like that thing, and you don't want to look at me! ”

"Isn't that unfair to me?"

Fan Xian's serious face: En'en, you want to be fair and just, and I also have what Shen Yue has!

(End of chapter)