“Unless it is necessary, I don’t think it’s necessary.”
She was a little exaggerated now and was overly stubborn. He Yanyi could feel that trying to reason with her now might arouse her backbone, which was not good.
He could only wait until he found a suitable time before coming.
After that, the two of them didn't say anything. When Wen Sitian went out today, she didn't wear much on her body, just a white wool coat with a blue striped shirt inside.
It was drizzling outside now, and the temperature suddenly dropped. She couldn't help but put her clothes together.
She covered her mouth and coughed lightly, always feeling her throat a little dry.
He Yanyi raised the car window and said to Asen in front.
"It's raining, push the temperature a little higher."
Only then did Asen react: "Okay, Mr. He."
Wen Sitian thought that men's body temperature was generally higher than women's, but in fact, this temperature should be very suitable for He Yanyi.
She said to Asen: "It's okay, I'm not cold, you don't have to put me in."
Asen was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
He Yanyi sat in the back seat and then sneezed, and he rubbed the tip of his nose.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm really cold, not for you."
Wen Sitian's cheeks flushed slightly: "Sorry."
She seemed a little bit self-indulgent.
However, after the temperature in the car rose, Wen Sitian did feel much warmer.
After the car arrived, Fan Meng and her parents had arrived. Wen Sitian opened the car door and a cold wind blew in her face, which made her shiver.
Fan Meng went over and took her hand: "Your hands are so warm. You don't know that the driver in our car is too stingy and can't even let the heating open. We closed the car windows and it's still cold."
Wen Sitian felt a little glad that He Yanyi's car had heating, otherwise she would not have been frozen to death by the cold wind.
He Yanyi walked forward: "Get in, it's colder to stand outside."
Fan Meng held Wen Sitian's hand: "Let's go, go in quickly."
After a few people entered, Wen Sitian felt that she was surrounded by warmth again, but she felt a little strange.
She asked quietly in Fan Meng's ear.
"How do you know I like this restaurant? Say, did you choose it for me?"
"Ah..." Fan Meng subconsciously looked at He Yanyi when she heard this, but nodded quickly. "Yes, am I taking care of you all the time? Sisters are considerate to you."
"Well, it's not bad." Wen Sitian was still immersed in the joy of Fan Meng choosing a restaurant for her. She never thought that Fan Meng had never known that she had eaten in this restaurant.
Because she always comes alone with He Yanyi.
And this restaurant was also He Yanyi who sent Fan Meng a message in advance that even the money she chose was transferred to her by He Yanyi.
Otherwise, with Fan Meng's economic strength, how could he have the money to ask Wen Sitian to come to such a place?
Fan Meng looked at these two people and didn't know what to say, and she always felt a little regretful.
After sitting down, Wen Sitian wanted to go to the bathroom and then wanted Fan Meng to accompany her. As soon as the person stood up, a person suddenly came out and grabbed her wrist and slapped her in the next second.
It will fall on her face.
Fortunately, He Yan quickly pulled Wen Sitian in time, and the man's slap failed to fall on her face.
The woman's slap was swung directly.
At this moment, Fan Meng also reacted: "Who are you? Why do you hit someone when you come up!"
Wen Sitian was pulled over by two people in just one minute and pulled back. Although the slap just now did not hit her, she could clearly feel the strong wind. Wen Sitian even felt that the person who wanted to hit her
If you slap it directly, your face may be planted.
As a result, the woman who came to beat someone was a little crazy and immediately left Fan Meng away.
"Let me go! You are the one who dares to catch me."
Fan Meng seemed to hear some joke: "Which onion am I? I want to ask you which onion am I? Who is your parents? You are so arrogant, you dare to hit people in broad daylight. I see...
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"Fan Meng, wait a little."
He Yanyi suddenly called Fan Meng.
Fan Meng was still confused: "What's wrong, Mr. He."
The more He Yan looked at the girl in front of him, the more he felt something was wrong, especially her eyebrows and eyes, why did she look so similar to Sitian?
Although it sounded a bit outrageous, he still asked tentatively.
"You are Sitian's sisters with her father and mother, right?"
"What!"
"Watt?" Fan Meng couldn't help but scream, almost glaring out his eyes.
Wen Sitian also looked at the girl with shocked eyes.
Fan Meng only noticed it now and compared the two people slightly.
"Don't say it's really like it, but I think we Sitian is more beautiful."
Fan's mother patted her on the shoulder: "What are you talking about, your child."
Fan Meng felt a little painful when she was slapped by Fan's mother. She pouted and looked at Fan's mother with aggrievedness.
"I think I'm right. She is not as good-looking as Sitian, and is secondary."
The girl immediately became excited: "Who do you think is the secondary product? You make it clear that she is the one who is not liked by others. Why do you still appear in this world!"
Wen Sitian was frightened by the intense emotions of the girl in front of her, and He Yan suddenly consciously protected the person in his arms.
"Asen, take this person away first." For some reason, the appearance of this girl gave him a very bad premonition.
Her appearance can easily affect Wen Sitian.
Especially when Wen Sitian was abandoned twice, her heart would be much more fragile than ordinary people.
He didn't want her to be hurt twice, and sometimes he would even rather she know nothing better. It would be nice to spend her whole life in a dull way.
Asen nodded: "Yes."
Then he said to the girl next to him: "Miss, please leave first."
The girl did not choose to entangle too much. She just gritted her teeth and said to Wen Sitian.
"Not every time there will be so many people by your side. People who are involved with you will not end up well. Just look at your brother."
Wen Sitian was stunned at the time. She didn't know what to say, and she didn't know how to describe her current feelings.
It was like her long-clogged wound, which was torn apart without any preparation, and the pain that had returned to her again.
Wen Sitian's steps were swaying, and she was a little unsteady all of a sudden, and her face was even less bloody.
Fortunately, He Yanyi next to her helped her in time.
"Si Tian, it's okay."
"No...it's okay." Wen Sitian realized that she was leaning against He Yanyi and hurriedly stood up straight.
He Yan's eyes dimmed slightly. Was she so eager to draw a clear line with herself?