A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 636 Coaxing



Chapter 636 Coaxing

"Don't do this, let me go."

Huo Yan said in a low voice that she didn't want any more troubles and misunderstandings.

Ji Wuwei raised his eyes and saw An Jinyu who had walked in front of him, and frowned.

He let go of Huo Yan, took off his clothes, put them on Huo Yan's shoulders, and whispered:

"You've been with my uncle for so long, don't you understand his temper? Just let yourself suffer a little and go along with him a little, and you won't run away like this..."

Huo Yan took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and tried to respond with a smile:

"I didn't... It's not what you think. It has nothing to do with him. I ran away on my own..."

"Huo Yan!"

Huo Yan's words were intermittent and he didn't finish them. Zhuang Zhoucheng's voice sounded from behind them.

Ji Wuwei turned slightly to look, and Huo Yan and An Jinyu raised their eyes at the same time.

The angry man strode over, pushed Ji Wuwei away, tore off Huo Yan's clothes and threw them to Ji Wuwei.

"It's late, go back and rest early."

Zhuang Zhoucheng said this to Ji Wuwei, and the look he gave Ji Wuwei was full of warning.

Zhuang Zhoucheng stretched out his hand to Huo Yan. Huo Yan felt a sour feeling in his heart gradually growing, but he still placed his hand in his palm.

Zhuang Zhoucheng took advantage of the situation and pulled her into his arms. He leaned over slightly, picked her up sideways, and walked away without looking back.

The coat thrown on Ji Wuwei fell to the ground, and the atmosphere became eerily quiet for a moment.

An Jinyu glanced at the person who had already entered the villa, slowly squatted down, picked up the clothes and handed them to Ji Wuwei.

"He's already in. If you don't plan on chasing him, then go back to bed. It's really getting late."

An Jinyu left after she finished speaking. She did not show the rage that a wife should have, but was remarkably calm.

Ji Wuwei stopped for a moment and then went back to him.

An Jinyu knew that her husband didn't have the courage. If Ji Wuwei had half of his uncle's courage and means, he wouldn't have to watch his woman become someone else's.

"They must have been fighting. It's ridiculous that someone of your uncle's status would actually hit a woman." An Jinyu said in a low voice.

If you don't help her save her brother, she will definitely cause chaos in the village.

If she doesn't have a good life, no one in the Zhuang family will have a good life either.

Therefore, An Jinyu is indiscriminately provoking everyone!

Ji Wuwei's expression turned even uglier. An Jinyu asked suspiciously:

"Didn't you see the wound on my uncle's nose?"

How come her eyes are so sharp?

She was helpless about this, but she just saw it.

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At the old house, Zhuang Zhoucheng strode into the villa with Huo Yan in his arms.

Huo Yan pressed her face tightly against his chest, her crying becoming more and more uncontrollable.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng's face was tense as he strode up the stairs.

Jiang Ke came out downstairs to drink water and saw Zhuang Zhoucheng carrying Huo Yan upstairs. Jiang Ke stopped and went out to get water after the two of them went upstairs.

"Is my aunt crying?" Jiang Ke whispered softly.

Zhuang Zhoucheng carried Huo Yan into the room, and Huo Yan's voice became a little softer.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held the person in his arms without saying a word, and the coldness on his body was obvious.

Huo Yan sobbed continuously, tears and snot streaming down his face.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held her and sat down, wiped her face with a tissue, and whispered:

"Don't cry, it's late at night..."

"I've embarrassed you..." Huo Yan choked out.

The anger that had caused me to slam the door and run out in the first place was now gone.

Just because he took the initiative to make peace and took the first step, the grievance in his heart disappeared instantly.

But she couldn't stop crying. The grievance and anger were gone, and she only remembered the embarrassing things that happened to him.

Zhuang Zhoucheng's heart was broken by her tears.

"Be good, it's okay. Haven't you embarrassed me enough? Why should I care about this time?" Zhuang Zhoucheng patted her shoulder and whispered.

Not knowing whether this was to comfort or stimulate her, Huo Yan raised her hand and punched his chest.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held her face and touched it gently:

"I was too much just now and didn't consider your feelings. I will be more careful from now on, okay?"

He was impatient and acted without thinking, which was wrong of him.

What he said was equivalent to an apology. This was one of the few times that Zhuang Zhoucheng admitted that he was in the wrong.

Huo Yan choked up, reached out to touch his nose, and whispered:

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."

Zhuang Zhoucheng shook his head, took her hand, and placed their palms together.

"I don't blame you, Yan'er, please stop crying, okay?"

She admitted her mistake and he reflected on it.

If she ran away in anger, how much grievance would she feel at that moment?


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