The pretty beauty stared shyly, and the tall man beside her blushed like a stunned boy.

Fan Xian and the young master played well, which He Runcheng knew, but Fan Xian's eyes when he looked at Wen Xien were not optimistic about his friends at all.

An unbelievable thought arose......

He Runcheng's brain buzzed like thunder, his legs were so weak that he was almost kneeling on the ground, he really couldn't believe that the young master would be with him, didn't she like that play? Isn't love dead and alive?

Or is it that Fan Xian can give her what she wants, so she is willing to crouch under him, He Runcheng used the greatest malice to speculate about his young master, just because his young master would rather smile at other men than take a look.

In an instant, jealousy turned into a desire to destroy all his sanity.

He Runcheng shook off Liang Yujin's hand, Liang Yujin didn't pay attention, and was almost thrown directly to the ground, she looked at it in a panic, He Runcheng looked very calm, as if he was indifferent.

But Liang Yujin next to He Runcheng could see it clearly, He Runcheng's hands hanging down under him detained a piece of flesh in his palms, and the blurred pain of flesh and blood was shown on his face, but it was light and light, making people dare not probe his deep heart.

Liang Yujin couldn't help but scream softly, "Runcheng ......"

But when she and He Runcheng's indifferent eyes met each other, Liang Yujin trembled uncontrollably, and she lowered her head and bit her lip pitifully.

In Liang Yujin's shouting, He Runcheng pushed aside the crowd, walked straight in the direction of Wen Xien, and grabbed her arm.

Wen Xien turned his head to look at him, his puzzled face gradually faded after seeing that it was him, and asked detachedly.

"What are you doing here?"

Wen Xien was so calm and motionless, He Runcheng was at a loss.

It's like treating strangers, without any emotion, not even hatred.

He wanted to ask the young master what was wrong, whether he was sick, why he was in a wheelchair, whether he was unwell or if he injured his foot.

But all the words seemed to be stuck in my throat, and I didn't know how to speak.

After a short silence, Fan Xian next to Wen Xien frowned, his face was not obvious, but his eyes were gloomy, "En'en, do you know He Shaoshuai?" ”

"I don't know." Wen Xi'en replied very naturally, she ignored He Runcheng's suddenly changed face, and her faint inquiry was wrapped in politeness.

"If there's nothing to do, we'll go first, sorry."

She retracted her gaze, looked up and smiled at Fan Xian, who was suddenly fascinated by all of a sudden, and pushed the wheelchair in a daze.

He Runcheng felt a pain in his chest, and subconsciously grabbed her again, and the hard cry stopped her.

"Young Master, I'm ......"

Wen Xien turned his head slightly, half of his face was as cold as ice.

"Don't call me that."

He Runcheng felt as if someone had choked his throat, his chest hurt as if a big hole had been broken, and his heart hurt when he breathed.

This feeling is coming again, it's really strange, every time I meet the young master, I will have such a feeling, especially the way the young master looked at him just now, his heart was like being cut by a knife.

Fan Xian was very dissatisfied with He Runcheng's action of grabbing Wen Xien, and even more dissatisfied with He Runcheng calling Wen Xien a young master?

When did Wen Xien become his young master.

He directly stepped forward and pulled Wen Xien's hand back, his eyes were cold.

Wen Xien turned his head and gently comforted Fan Xian, then looked at He Runcheng and asked repeatedly.

"What's the matter?"

And so it is again!

And so it is again!

Obviously, the young master also did something wrong, leaving him alone in the snow, causing him to almost die, he can ignore it, Liang Zhongshan's death, it is true that he did not keep his promise, but this is not what he wants, no one expected this accident.

If it's just for such a thing, then no one has the ruthlessness that the young master did.

There was a blackness in front of him, and all the toughness suddenly couldn't be used when it touched her cold gaze, he said blankly.

"No, no."

As if he finally didn't need a polite glance, Wen Xien quickly turned his head and said perfunctorily to He Runcheng.

"Then we'll go first."

Without even saying goodbye, He Runcheng watched Wen Xien and the man leave his sight.

He wanted to call Wen Xien's name, but then he thought of seeing the man's attitude towards Wen Xien with his own eyes just now, his posture was ambiguous, as if he was a couple, and the string in He Runcheng's mind was finally broken.

He strode towards the two of them.

The air pressure around them was extremely low, as if it was wrapped in ice and striking at the two of them.

"Liang Xien!"

This is the first time He Runcheng has called Wen Xien's full name, and even Wen Xien was stunned.

Fan Xian sensitively sensed her emotions and stopped, his expression was invisible to Wen Xien, cold as ice, and when he turned his head, his dark eyes had a vicious light.

His voice was calm and even smiling, "He Shaoshuai, it makes me very distressed that you always harass my lover like this,"

He Runcheng suppressed the violence in his heart, walked up to her, and said in a light tone, "Liang Xien, is it really that kind of relationship between you and him?" ”

Wen Xien just raised his eyes and looked at him lightly, and his previously beautiful eyes with fine starlight were now dim, only indifferent.

He Runcheng's mind unprovoked the young master at that time, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the eyebrows and eyes of Qin Yan who laughed were even more beautiful.

He Runcheng...... You're just giving me a piece of candy...... "The little master who is high up on the top can be coquettish to a slave for a piece of candy, and if he doesn't give it, he will lose his temper squeamishly, like a spoiled child."

He Runcheng half-squatted down, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Wen Xien's arm, with a grim expression.

Such a cold person, but the palm of the hand is hot.

"If you don't want to, I can take you away."

He couldn't do anything before, he couldn't get anything back when he was abandoned, he couldn't do anything when he was bullied, and he couldn't do anything when he saw that he was injured.

But now it's different, as long as he wants to, he will get it, whatever it is.

Person...... It's the same.

As long as Wen Xien said a word, he could make her turn back into the previous Young Master Liang, who was held by thousands of people and spoiled by him.

Fan Xian unceremoniously pushed the wheelchair back, "I'm afraid you haven't figured it out yet, Eun is my lover, so who are you going to take away?" ”

He Runcheng rarely gets angry, but this does not mean that he has no temper, on the contrary, his temper is particularly big, and he knows very well how many unknown anger and resentment are hidden in his heart, once it is detonated, even he is not sure that he can control himself.

And now, the temperature in his chest is rising little by little.

"Impossible! The young master can't take a fancy to someone like you! ”

He Runcheng: The young master will only take a fancy to people like me!

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