Chapter 2 here he comes
He didn't think about why Sang Tian suddenly changed her temperament. He only knew that he would do what Rourou had told her today.
Sang Tian was shocked. She saw that Bai Zixuan was both hatred and disgusting. How could she allow such a person to touch her?
And his thighs are bleeding, can he do such things? What's the difference between this and Teddy?
She still held the fragments in her hand. She pressed the fragments between her delicate neck and said coldly, "If you touch me again, either I will stab myself or I will stab you."
"But if something happens to me, do you think Wen Zhinian will let you go? Let the Bai family go?"
"You..." Bai Zixuan stared at Sang Tian with some hesitation. What happened to Sang Tian at this moment?
Ten minutes ago, she was still a licking dog following her, why did she suddenly change?
At this moment, a huge sound occurred in the hotel room door and was violently smashed open. A tall and slender figure accompanied by a chill all over appeared at the door. He was wearing a tall and custom-made suit, and the violent aura on his body instantly raged the entire room.
It's him!
"Wen Zhinian..." Sang Tian murmured.
Sang Tian's tears fell in an instant, and the hot tears seemed to pour on the heart that was covered in lard in the previous life.
Regret, grievance, resentment, and various emotions are mixed together.
The man's cold and deep facial features are thrillingly beautiful, and the cold force that comes from his bones makes people unable to help but retreat.
The huge room seemed to be frozen, the coldness was bone-blooded, and the violence and bloodthirst instantly eroded the only temperature left between his eyebrows, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly emerged.
Sang Tian was being pressed under Bai Zixuan. This posture was extremely ambiguous. She knew what these two were doing at a glance. Wen Zhinian stared at the two people in front of her, and the terrifying aura was about to swallow the whole room.
Very well, Sang Tian actually practiced herself like this in order to escape from him.
"Sang Tian, I have no patience." His voice was so cold that it seemed to come from hell that Sang Tian was sentenced to death.
However, Sang Tian's heart, which was hanging in her throat, finally fell down. When she saw Wen Zhinian in the past, she would only be disgusted and afraid, and never felt as at ease as she is now.
Sang Tian pushed Bai Zixuan away, got up from the ground, and ran barefoot towards Wen Zhinian like a deer.
Without any hesitation, she plunged into Wen Zhinian's arms, and she was still so familiar with the warmth.
"Why did you come..." The soft and glutinous voice was full of grievance.
Wen Zhinian's body was stunned, the cold air around him slowly converged, his pupils slightly contracted, and Sang Tian's initiative surprised him.
He slowly raised his hand to stop the bodyguard who was about to catch Sang Tian back, and then his eyes lowered to look at the girl huddled in his arms.
Only then did he realize that the girl's dark skirt was covered with blood, and she was holding a piece of fragment tightly in her hand, and the blood kept dripping down.
There was a shocking blood mark on his fair and slender neck, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
She was injured?
Before Wen Zhinian could speak, Sang Tian spoke first.
"If you come one step later, you will lose your little wife forever." Sang Tian's voice was filled with a hint of coquettishness and anger.
Chapter completed!