The voice is very pleasant, and even the intonation of each word is just right.
There seemed to be a burst of plum rain falling in the ears, and Si Fuqing's body suddenly tensed up.
Her legs have not recovered yet and are slightly stiff.
The man half-opened his sleepy eyes, with deep pupils and a faint smile.
But the smile didn't reach his eyes, it only reflected a piece of cool snow.
Looking from this side angle, Si Fuqing could see his perfect chin and smooth, slender neck.
The lights in the car were very dim, and the man's entire face was hidden in the shadows. It was bright and dim, which was not real, but it could not hide his handsome face.
The mountains are as white as frost and snow, and as bright as the moon among the clouds.
Si Fuqing was keenly aware of a certain aura released by the man. Although he calmly took it back, she still caught it.
Her eyes narrowed slightly.
This is definitely an aura that only those who have been on the battlefield and killed can accumulate.
But this is not something we should think about now.
Si Fuqing took a deep breath. It was not that she was frightened, but that her legs were really disappointing.
It's time to hit.
She chopped it up when she got back.
"Sorry, it wasn't intentional." Si Fuqing pinched an acupuncture point on his leg, forcing himself to regain consciousness, and immediately stood up holding the car door, "Sir, thank you very much. I will make it up to you when we meet again. Bye.
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Sitting on a man's lap is not a great achievement worthy of praise, and this was also the first time Si Fuqing had encountered it.
But her Third Senior Sister, who has experienced many battles, said that when it comes to this kind of thing, the Thirty-Six Strategy is the best strategy and she can never be held responsible.
So, she ran away decisively.
As Si Fuqing ran, he said in a casual tone: "It feels good."
Yu Xiheng's eyes were deep and deep.
After Shen Xingjun finished the phone call, she turned her head and happened to see this scene, and her expression changed immediately.
"Shi Yan, is your leg okay? Your leg is in the critical stage of treatment and cannot be compressed by gravity."
When he looked outside, he found that even the girl was nowhere to be seen, and he couldn't help but frown.
He and Yu Xiheng had been growing up, and they knew that his legs had been difficult to walk since he was a child and he needed to use a wheelchair to travel.
But this is not the Forty-Nine City. There are almost no people who know Yu Xiheng. Who would specifically target his legs?
Yu Xiheng stood still and gently stroked the folds of his pants: "It's okay, it's quite light."
After a pause, he clasped his fingers into a ring and tapped his palm slightly, still without joy or anger: "It feels good."
Shen Xingjun: "???"
Where does it feel?
He was confused, but this man had always been difficult to predict and his attitude was unpredictable.
Shen Xingjun could only say: "I have made an appointment for you, and they require you to go in person. You must pay attention to safety."
Yu Xiheng nodded slightly, closed his eyes again to rest, and said in a gentle voice: "I'm sorry."
Shen Xingjun shook his head and smiled: "After staying with you for so long, I have gained some understanding of some ancient sayings. I'm afraid others will be tired hearing you talk like this."
His eyes fell on the man's legs and he sighed softly.
He has met a lot of people. He is a frequent visitor to the celebrity circles in Sijiu City. He knows all the young masters and ladies from big and small families.
But in the entire Forty-Nine Cities, Yu Xiheng is probably the only one who is truly a noble son.
He has an aura of calmness, nobility, elegance, and unattainable quality that ordinary people can't match.
It just so happens that such a jade-like gentleman with an aura as bright as an orchid in an empty valley can inadvertently be mixed with ruthlessness and cruelty.
Shen Xingjun grew up with Yu Xiheng and knew how famous he was in Sijiu City.
The only pity is that Yu Xiheng's legs are useless.
He cannot stand up and can only travel in a wheelchair.
Correspondingly, he was not in good health and needed medication.
This is a fatal blow to a man.
Shen Xingjun also helped find many famous doctors in Daxia and went abroad, but he was unable to do anything about it.
Doctors all say that this is a disease that is carried from the mother's womb, a birth defect, and cannot be cured.
An old Chinese doctor prescribed a medicine, but unfortunately the medicinal materials on the medicine list have long since disappeared.
It's no wonder that Sijiucheng gave up on Yu Xiheng, trained other heirs, and banished him to the branch family.
How could a disabled person be qualified to inherit the Yu family?
Yu Xiheng didn't feel anything about this. It seemed that this little thing was not enough to shake him.
Shen Xingjun was unwilling to give up. He contacted the witch doctor in Daxia Nanzhou a few days ago.
Although he didn't believe in this, he still had to give it a try after treating a dead horse as a live doctor.
If even the witch doctors in Nanzhou can't do anything, Yu Xiheng's legs may really be hopeless.
Shen Xingjun frowned again: "Shi Yan, where were you yesterday? Why did I see marks on your hands that looked like fingernail scratches?"
Although Lincheng is far away from Sijiu City, there is no guarantee that no one will follow here.
Yu Xiheng travels in a wheelchair on weekdays, which is very inconvenient.
Once someone is targeted, the consequences are unimaginable.
"I met a fox." Yu Xiheng said quietly, "There was a conflict."
"Fox?" Shen Xingjun was startled, "There are also foxes here in Lincheng? What color are they?"
Yu Xiheng's words were concise and concise: "It depends on her mood."
One moment you're cruel to him, the next moment you're pretending to be nice, you really know how to change.
Shen Xingyun was surprised: "Color-changing fox? Is there such a species?"
He had only heard of Chameleon.
"Um."
"That's really strange. I must take a picture of you when I see you again tomorrow." Shen Xingyun added, "Shi Yan, we will meet with the witch doctor at the end of the month. I'm afraid it won't be too smooth. Do you want to transfer it from Sijiu City?
Someone?"
"No need." Yu Xiheng didn't say much, but his words were powerful, "Hire a new group of bodyguards."
Shen Xingjun thought about it and thought, "Okay, this also reduces the possibility of exposing your identity. I'll let someone do it."
**
After Si Fuqing came out of the supermarket, it was already dark.
She was holding a large bag of ingredients in her right hand and a chopping board under her arm. She looked like she was going to be a butcher selling pork.
People around her were rushing home. Occasionally, a few people noticed the girl and couldn't help but look back.
In the evening, when the playboys are active, there is a club opposite the supermarket.
Several young men walked out surrounded by a young man. One of them turned his eyes and caught that breathtakingly beautiful face.
It was only a short moment, but it was amazing.
"Damn it, Ah Yao, look at that girl." He bumped the arm of the young man next to him and whistled, "She's so beautiful. Who's the richest girl?"
"Maybe it's a celebrity? His looks are really good. There are not many people who can compare to him in the Forty-Nine City, right? Why haven't I seen him before?"
The young man was indifferent and didn't even raise his head.
"It's possible for anyone." The other young master couldn't help laughing, with a sarcastic tone, "It can't be the Si Fuqing who keeps chasing after Brother Yao."
Emperor Yin: Hurt each other
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A little question, is the male protagonist really disabled or is he faking it?