Wen Zhiyuan hid in Leng Yiyan's arms, and after the two stabilized their figures, they looked at Wen Cheng in unison.

At this time, Yan Shiqi came from behind Wen Cheng, and when he stood beside her, he pulled Wen Cheng's wrist with a distressed face, "Does your hand hurt?"

Wen Zhiyuan: "......"

Wen Cheng shook his head without smiling and whispered, "You guys go to the car and wait for me first." ”

Hearing this, Yan Shiqi narrowed his eyes, and looked at Wen Zhiyuan with a defensive look, "Can you yourself?"

"Rest assured. Wen Cheng added with relief: "The two of them are not my opponents. ”

When it comes to fighting alone, Wen Cheng has never been afraid.

Although Yan Shiqi was very uneasy, he still agreed to Wen Cheng's request.

She turned around and took the fourth brother's arm, smiled at him, and the two got into the car together.

As soon as Wen Cheng looked back at Yan Shiqi, he heard Wen Zhiyuan's aggrieved tone come into his ears in an instant, "Why did you hit me?"

Leng Yiyan tightened her arms and signaled her to be quiet.

However, Wen Zhiyuan bit the corner of her mouth and complained while crying, "Brother Yan, why did she beat me? Besides, I don't have a sister like her." ”

Leng Yiyan bowed her head, and her eyes were extremely complicated and fixed on her face.

Before he could speak, Wen Cheng stepped forward again.

The tarmac was open, and the empty waiting area was constantly blowing a bitter cold wind.

Wen Cheng's leather coat was swinging on his legs, and the sound of his boots stepping on the ground was crisp and crisp, vibrating in his eardrums one after another, making people unconsciously nervous.

"Sister like me?" Wen Cheng sneered, "Good sister, when you first saw me, your sister called me short, and it's only been a few months, and you turned your face and didn't recognize anyone?"

Leng Yiyan turned his eyes to Wen Cheng's mocking look, he gritted his teeth, and his tone was difficult, "Orange Orange, can you ......?"

"Leng Yiyan, shut up!"

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Cheng interrupted him in a stiff tone.

Their eyes met, obviously they were partners who grew up, but each other's eyes were full of unfamiliar emotions.

Leng Yiyan pursed the corners of his lips tightly, and lowered his eyes with just one glance.

His evasive attitude made Wen Cheng feel pathetic and ridiculous.

Only Wen Zhiyuan was still looking at her with resentful eyes.

Wen Cheng was already slow to deal with feelings, and she couldn't understand what Leng Yiyan's complicated expression represented.

I thought that he was weak in heart.

Because I like Wen Zhikite, my heart is weak.

At this time, Wen Cheng was standing three steps away from Wen Zhiyuan, she didn't look at Leng Yiyan anymore, and smiled sarcastically, "I heard that you are engaged, are you very happy?"

She looked at Wen Zhiyuan and asked, but her tone was very affirmative.

Wen Zhiyuan seemed a little frightened, and she shrank into Leng Yiyan's arms.

On the contrary, Leng Yiyan was also trying his best to protect her.

This scene, for Wen Cheng, is dazzling and scorching.

She kept breathing, telling herself to calm down.

But Leng Yiyan's action of protecting Wen Zhiyuan in her arms made her unable to restrain herself from stepping forward, and she pulled Wen Zhiyuan out.

The latter, exclaimed, his face full of trepidation.

"Wen Zhiyuan, if you shout again, I will cut your throat, I don't believe you try!"

How much Wen Cheng hated her, then at this moment, how terrifying her words were.

Wen Zhiyuan was frightened by her, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

Her gaze met Wen Cheng's gaze, and she clearly saw the vigorous murderous aura from it.

Wen Zhiyuan never doubted that if there were no outsiders present, Wen Cheng might really kill her today.