She ran away from him and was not to be offended by her sickly brother.

"you know?"

The woman stared at him in astonishment, her eyes quickly becoming misty, and her thick eyelashes could barely hold the crystal tears.

The familiar appearance suddenly brought Huo Xichen back to some long-lost memories——

The Wen family and the Huo family are good friends. He and Wen Yao are similar in age, so naturally they play together all year round.

Wen Yao has been famous as a girl lover since he was a child. When he was a child, he would show off his little girl everywhere with his hand that looked like a pink dumpling. When the little girl grew up, he would take her with him almost wherever he went, for fear of being raped by some unknown brat. Got involved.

But who is Huo Xicheng? How could he not notice that the little girl was hiding next to her brother but looking at him frequently?

So on Valentine's Day, when the little girl came to him coquettishly, he said on a whim, "I have a girlfriend." The little girl at that time probably looked like she is now on the verge of tears.

I didn't expect that after so many years, she would still have such a temperament that could read people's thoughts at a glance.

Only this time, the little girl didn't run away in a panic——

After being stunned for a few seconds, Wen Yingying took a deep breath. Even though her chest hurt so much that she could hardly breathe, she gritted her teeth and looked at Huo Xicheng, "Yes, I did like you when I was young and ignorant. But that’s just adolescent hormones.”

"That little bit of liking won't make me dizzy and use such despicable means to frame you."

young and naive……

Huo Xichen chewed these four words carefully and raised his eyebrows slightly, "So you mean...the two times are just coincidences?"

"Yes."

Wen Yingying pursed her lips, and even though her vision was blurred, she still clenched her fists, trying not to let the tears fall.

"I don't know who framed you, but it's definitely not me. If I framed you, I should have some purpose. I wouldn't take such a big risk just to be raped by you twice... "

The word "Qiang Shang" made the man frown, and an inexplicable flash of displeasure flashed through his heart, "You mean to say that I forced you both times? Then why didn't you call the police? Not even if you didn't tell Wen Yao. Tell me?"

The man took a step forward every time he said another word. Wen Yingying subconsciously stepped back until her back was pressed against the wall. She suddenly retorted, "What do you want me to say about that kind of thing?!" "Don't say that others know about this. How will they talk about me behind my back? Considering the relationship between the Wen family and the Huo family, what will happen if I say it? Is it possible that we can still quarrel with each other? "

"Even if we break up with the Huo family, even if we use all our power to really send you to prison, will it be possible to change everything that has happened?!"

The more the woman spoke, the more excited she became, and the ends of her eyes turned red. However, the tears were still hanging in the corners of her eyes, and she seemed to be even more aggrieved.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and Huo Xichen stared at her for a moment, "Is it really just because of this?"

"Then what else?!"

Wen Yingying retorted excitedly, "No matter how bad I am! I will never do such a thing to you when you know you are engaged!"

Those tears finally fell to the ground. Wen Yingying didn't expect that she would be so miserable in Huo Xicheng's eyes...

How much do you hate her that you misunderstand her like this?

Obviously that night she cried and begged him, reminding him over and over again that he was engaged, but he covered her mouth like a wild beast with such force that he seemed to tear her into pieces, and now he wants to blame her... …

The crystal teardrops suddenly fell like broken pearls. Huo Xicheng was at a loss for a moment, "I didn't mean that..."

"What do you mean you don't mean that?!"

Wen Yingying retorted while wiping her tears, but no matter how hard she wiped them, she couldn't wipe them clean. Huo Xicheng kindly handed over a handkerchief to the side, "Wipe it first."

"..."

Wen Yingying was silent for a few seconds, then she simply broke the jar, covered her face, squatted down, and curled up into a ball.

Huo Xicheng on the side couldn't help pinching his eyebrows and sighing. If Wen Yao knew that his precious sister was like this, would he rush over and kill him?