The crown prince's pet

Wenxin is top-heavy, but she can still hear the voice clearly, but her brain can't help it. When her body staggered and fell backwards, Zhan Yang quickly supported her waist, Mo Sijue's cold and handsome face There was a brilliant smile.

"Today is Miss Yin's birthday party, don't ruin it!"

Even though he was smiling, the words uttered from his thin lips were full of force, and no one could resist.

Hearing the protection in Mo Sijue's words, Yin Yunxuan snuggled up to him as a little bird, with admiration and appreciation that couldn't be hidden in his eyes.

"Xin'er, are you alright?" Qiao Lin looked at Wen Xin's pale face, one hand was pressing on her heart, her face was tangled in pain, she panicked immediately.

Yin Zhenghao and Wen Suxin, who were greeting the guests, rushed over upon hearing the sound. When they saw the warm and drunk leaning on Zhan Yang's shoulders, Wen Suxin's eyes were slightly blamed.

Tonight's banquet was also Yin Zhenghao's well-intentioned design, allowing Yin Yunxuan to meet some outstanding young talents with status, and the arrival of Mo Sijue made Yin Jiapeng even more brilliant!

Wen Xin was hurt by the indifferent expression on Wen Suxin's face. When she saw her caring for Yin Yunxuan thoughtfully, she just felt her heart hurt even more!

"No, it's okay...I want to go first..." Wenxin tried her best to stand upright, not wanting to cling to Zhanyang, Qiao Lin quickly reached out to support her.Seeing that she was not in the right state, she knew that she was doing a disservice.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Yin..." Wen Xin bowed to the serious Yin Zhenghao, then turned around and said to Yin Yunxuan who was standing beside Mo Sijue, "Sister, happy birthday!"

Then Qiao Lin dragged her out of the hall, ignoring the noisy commentary eyes from those around her.

"Xin'er, I'll take you back!" Zhan Yang then chased them out, and ran in front of them. Beads of sweat had already oozed from Wen Xin's forehead, and the hand that was holding his heart was also a little hard.

"Aren't you stupid? What are you doing with that bottle of wine? Even if the Crown Prince rejects you, we can still deny you. You have a bad heart and you drank so much, isn't it uncomfortable? Let's go to the hospital... ..."

Qiao Lin touched her forehead and felt that her body temperature was a bit low. Under the bright moonlight, Wen Xin's whole face had no blood on it, and it was a bit hideously white. He murmured on his back, "Linlin, I hurt..."

I don't know if it's the pain in my heart, or the pain in my heart. Wen Xin closed her eyes, and now she feels the stamina of the spirits is so strong, she feels so uncomfortable...

"Zhanyang, hurry up and bring the car here!" Qiao Lin anxiously urged the man who had already walked towards the parking space, Wen Wen stood up uneasy, covering her mouth, then crouched down to the side of the road and vomited.

It was a terrible night, Wen Xin blinked her eyes vigorously, and swallowed back the sourness in her eyes, just when she finished vomiting and wanted to stand up, suddenly there was a cluster of dark shadows in front of her.

Her body was pulled up forcefully, and Wen Xin felt aggrieved and uncomfortable. When she saw the culprit in front of her, she kicked and beat her like a wounded little beast.

"It seems that I'm not drunk, and I still have the strength to do it..." The man's laughter was deep and sweet, he leaned over and suddenly hugged Wen Xin horizontally, and the red Maybach stopped in front of him on time.

"Mo Sijue, let go, I won't take your car!" Wen Xin was a little drunk, but still sober, her breath was filled with the scent of mint from the man's body, and she struggled to escape.

This evil man didn't help her just now, what does he mean now?