Captured by her hidden husband in a love affair

"Bang!" There was a deafening slam of the door.

Lian Xuan flicked his fingertips, almost missing the blade in his hand.

She heard hurried footsteps.

Shang Jing's figure in front of her eyes seemed a little blurry.

In the next second, the warm touch covered the wrist, and the familiar aroma of plants and trees flooded into the nostrils.

Lian Xuan's eyes gradually focused and fell on the person in front of him.

The man was wearing a pure black windbreaker with a beige turtleneck bottoming shirt underneath.

That pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes looked straight at her, with anxiety and restrained anger she was not familiar with, and the eyes were very dark.

Beads of sweat flowed down his chin and disappeared into his neck.

His breathing was a little heavy and short, as if he had just gone on a long-distance run.

It seems that after the aerobic jogging in the gym that day, he is not as tired as he is now,
Lian Xuan's thoughts ran a long way, chaotic and complicated.

All the thoughts were bundled together, her mind went blank, and in the end, a real question arose: How did she imagine such a beautiful face?

Could it be that there are too many idol dramas, and after He Rongcan played against each other in Lian Zong, there are imaginary sequelae?
"Lianxuan." A low voice called in his ears.

She blinked lightly.

"Sister Xuanxuan, it's me, Charm." The scorching forehead pressed against her, forcing her to meet Hei Lingling's eyes.

The anxiety and anger just now seemed to be suppressed, replaced by a gentle sea that almost drowned her in it.

"Rong Can?" Lian Xuan softly called out his name.

At the same time, the blade in his hand fell to the ground.

She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her finger, and the movement slowly landed on Rong Yan's cheek, the touch was delicate and soft.

"Why are you here?" It seemed that too much effort was spent on the previous actions, and even Xuan's speech became very slow.

Rong Can didn't answer, turned around and took a few pieces of paper from the table, and pressed them on Lian Xuan's scratched fingers and neck skin respectively.

After doing all this, he replied: "Didn't you agree to come to visit the class?"

"Oh." Lian Xuan took the paper in his hand, pressed his finger, "The flight is sold out, I thought you wouldn't come."

"There are tickets for the high-speed rail." Rong Can explained concisely.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

The atmosphere fell silent, and Shang Jing, who had shrunk into a corner, moved with difficulty, "Rongrong..."

Rong Can didn't look back, all eyes were on Lian Xuan.

Shang Jing bit her back molars hard, what Lian Xuan said turned out to be true.

Why is she always the one who is late?
Lian Xuan seemed to be born to restrain her, it was like this in the past, and it is still like this now.

If, if Rong Chan came later...

Let Lian Xuan die before he arrives, will everything be different.

"Comrade police, this is the place!" Accompanied by a shout, hurried footsteps sounded.

Uniform police officers quickly surrounded the place.

"Sister Lianxuan, are you okay?" Xi Tian rushed out from the crowd, looked her up and down, left and right, "What happened to your neck and hands?"

Lian Xuan drooped his eyelashes, not telling the truth: "I accidentally cut it with a blade."

"Did she do something to you?" Xi Tian pointed at Shang Jing and shouted.

The leading police officer also followed, "What's going on? We received a report that someone maliciously restricted the legal personal freedom of citizens."

Shang Jing's eyes widened, "No, no, we're just eating here, you misunderstood."

"She doesn't let Sister Lianxuan bring in her mobile phone and bag. Could it be an ordinary dinner? It's clearly planned carefully!" Xi Tian stood in the front row and complained quickly.

The police officer's expression darkened, "Take him back to the police station to make a statement."

"No, I really didn't... Hey, don't touch me." Shang Jing struggled a few times, "Can I make a call? I have to talk to my family."

"No, please cooperate with our work."

The officer mercilessly refused.

"You misunderstood..." Shang Jing's voice became farther and farther away until it disappeared.

The police officer looked at Rong Can's dark complexion, hesitated for a while, but still stood in front of Lian Xuan, "Madam, are you okay? If possible, can you cooperate with us to go back to the police station to record a statement?"

Lian Xuan raised her eyes, her lips moved lightly, and before she could make a sound, Rong Can spoke first: "Does it have to be now? Her wound needs to be treated first, and she was frightened."

"Of course, the priority is to deal with the wound, but it is convenient for you to be accompanied by our police officers?" When facing the victim, the police officer was also very talkative.

Rong Can frowned.

A small hand suddenly stretched out and tugged his sleeve, he looked back and met Shang Lianxuan's clean apricot eyes, "It's ok."

The dull pain spread along with the ups and downs of the chest, Rong Can clenched her fingers tightly, and turned her head to respond: "She will be fine if she can."

The police officers collected the evidence dropped at the scene into evidence bags and accompanied them downstairs.

Sitting in the car of the police station, Lian Xuan and his party soon arrived at Ancheng People's Hospital.

While cleaning the wound, the doctor chatted with them: "It will be dangerous to scratch any deeper. If you are not careful, you will die."

Lian Xuan pursed the corners of his lips, lowered his eyes, and did not speak.

"There won't be a next time." Rong Can's voice was deep.

"My boyfriend needs to take more care of him." The doctor gave him a look, and then instructed.

Hearing this, Lian Xuan suddenly raised his eyes, "No—"

"I see." Rong Can responded quickly without refuting.

Lian Xuan silently swallowed the words back.

"Film Emperor Rong, don't you need to deal with your injury?" Xi Tian poked her head at the door.

"It got on by accident." Before the doctor came over, Rong Can explained in time.

But the doctor's eyes still fell on his face, and he took a closer look, "Actor Rong... Are you actor Rong Can?"

The doctor looked away again, and his tone was somewhat uncertain: "Then this one, is Lian Xuan?"

"Yes."

"No."

Two voices sounded at the same time.

Lian Xuan glanced at Rong Can, then changed his words: "No."

At this moment, she realized what Rong Can meant - he knew that he didn't want his embarrassed appearance to be discovered by outsiders.

The doctor retracted his eyes and smiled: "My daughter likes the variety show you participated in very much. I don't know if it is convenient for you to ask you to sign it?"

"Yes." Lian Xuan finally showed Rongcan's first smile after seeing her, his clear eyes slightly curved, "Please tell her, thank you for her liking."

The doctor handed over a pen and paper, but she hesitated, "Wait a minute, I want to wipe my hands first."

"Sister Lianxuan, here are the wet wipes." Xi Tian stepped in, pulled out a wet wipe from her bag and handed it to her, and quickly stepped out again.

Lian Xuan pinched the wet towel to wipe off the blood stains on the other fingers, then grabbed the pen and swiped twice to sign his name.

Then he changed hands and handed the pen to Rong Can.

Rong Can took advantage of the situation to sign the contract, and there was no voice of objection.