Girl, you are being calculated!

Xiaoguai was taken aback, and a distressed look slowly appeared in her small eyes. Her tender white hand was slowly caressing the long scar, and her thin voice was soft and sweet, "Brother Hen, it hurts a lot, doesn't it? Little boy, I'll give you a whir!"

She put her pink mouth close to the scar on He's face, trying to give him a blow like her mother would give her.

Every time she touches where it hurts, her parents and brothers will give her a blow, and the pain will go away after blowing, but she didn't control her strength well, and her delicate little mouth kissed the scar hard, covering the whole body of the scar. With a shock, he pushed Xiaoguai away violently.

Xiaoguai was caught off guard by him and pushed to the ground, and burst into tears.

"What are you doing?" Jiang's bodyguard was furious, and with one move, he twisted his arm behind his back, and pushed his knee hard against his back knee.

His knee couldn't bear the force, and he fell to the ground with a bang on one knee.

"Let him go!" Xiaoguai got up and rushed over, pushed the bodyguards away, and threw herself into Hen's arms, "I'm sorry, Brother Hen, Xiaoguai doesn't hurt, it really doesn't hurt!"

Her eyes were red, and there were still tears in her eyes. Jiang's bodyguards stared at Hen indignantly. They really didn't know what was so good about this cold and ruthless guy, and let their little lady protect him like this.

Hen stood up slowly, and walked out expressionlessly.

Xiaoguai hurriedly chased him out, and came back after two steps. His little finger pointed to the clothes in the men's clothing department and circled around, "I want all these clothes!"

The faces of those bodyguards suddenly darkened.

If I had known earlier, I should have called two more groups of bodyguards out!

"Brother Chen, wait for me!"

Hen's legs were slender and long, and he walked so fast that Xiao Guai couldn't catch up with all his strength, and his little face was flushed, and the tip of his nose was dripping with sweat.

After leaving the shopping mall, when the cool wind blew, she sneezed loudly. Hen, who was walking in front of her, paused and finally slowed down.

"Brother Hen!" Xiaoguai finally caught up with him, cried out happily, and took his hand.

Hen's palm froze, his fingers loosened, and he held it again, still unwilling to let go of her.

Back at Jiang's house, Xiaoguai asked the housekeeper to arrange a room for Hen to live next door to her. This was the only way her parents and brothers could be treated.

After Jiang's bodyguards came back, except for the clothes she picked for her father and brothers, she asked the bodyguards to send the rest of the clothes to Chen's room.

Hen sat in a strange room, looking at the clothes on the bed, his usually cold and indifferent eyes showed a complex expression.

Slowly raised the palm, the palm seemed to still have the warmth of the little boy's palm.

Although her palm was small, it was soft and warm, so warm that he wanted to hold it tightly for the rest of his life and never let go.

However, he dare not!

He is the lone star of the gods who restrained his father and mother, even his own grandfather could treat him so cruelly, let alone a little girl who met by chance?

Maybe, after she knows about him, she will fear him like a snake and avoid him?

So, even though he knew she was very warm, he just wanted to stay away, not daring to approach her.

He is like a person who has been walking in the ice and snow, without the warmth of the bonfire, he can still walk alone.

But once there was a bonfire around him, he got used to the warmth of the bonfire, but when the bonfire went out, he would never be able to go on.

If he can't have it all the time, he would rather never get it, so at least he won't taste the despair of losing it...

In the middle of the night, he was awakened by a knock on the door.

He had always been a light sleeper, so he jumped up immediately, got out of bed and opened the door, his dark eyes did not show a trace of laziness and confusion.

"Go downstairs! The young master is looking for you!" The bodyguard outside the door had bloodshot eyes, like a wild beast, wishing he could swallow him alive with a big mouth.

Hen followed the bodyguard downstairs, with a straight figure, feeling a little ominous in his heart.

In the living room downstairs, the lights were bright, Jiang Yunuan was sitting on the sofa, her bright clear eyes that had not changed even before the collapse of the Mount Tai, revealed slight anxiety and heartache.

Hen stood straight in front of him, his thin lips slightly pursed, without saying a word.

He didn't know why Jiang Yunuan was looking for him, but he knew that even if he didn't ask, Jiang Yunuan would say it!

Jiang Yunuan looked at him for a while, then slowly patted a piece of paper in front of his eyes, "Hen, did you sign the words on it?"

That piece of paper was the contract of sale he signed at the hotel today.

"Yes!" His voice was as cold as ice and snow, without a trace of waves.

Jiang Yunuan slightly hooked her lips, as elegant as jade, but invisibly possessed an innate nobility, "Hen, your promise is not just talking about it?"

"No!" He already knew what Jiang Yunuan wanted to say, but it was nothing more than reminding him to remember his status as the lowest servant of the Jiang family. He knew that this was his destiny, but there was still an inexplicable sourness in his heart.

"Hen, I won't punish you this time, but only this time!" Jiang Yunuan stood up slowly, covering his soft eyes, and when they fell on Hen's face, there was a sense of elegance and dignity that made people dare not defy him. "Xiao Guai is the most precious treasure of our Jiang family. If anyone hurts her, I will get it back a hundred times and a thousand times!"

"Yes!" His cold and lonely heart was filled with unprecedented bitterness, the sweet and lovely face of Xiao Guai was dangling in front of his eyes, but he forced himself to get her out of his mind.

Get rid of everything, nothing left.

He closed his eyes heavily, and there was a voice in his head telling him clearly——Hen!It's not yours!

In your life there is only cold, only injury, only pain, only cruelty, that beauty, that warmth, that sweetness, after all, they are not yours!

What are you expecting?

"Don't think too much!" Jiang Yunuan patted him on the shoulder suddenly, "If you can love Xiaoguai like me, one day, you will be a member of my Jiang family!"

Hen stood still, not saying a word.

Jiang Yunuan sighed softly: "Go back and rest, I hope what happened today will not happen again in the future."

It wasn't until the next day that Hen understood what Jiang Yunuan meant.

Last night, Xiaoguai fell ill, because he was sweating after chasing him from the shopping mall, and was blown by the cool wind. He had a high fever and pneumonia, and he had injections and infusions. It took most of the time for the fever to subside.

Only then did he know that Xiaoguai was born prematurely, and she was born after staying in her mother's womb for more than seven months, so she was born weak, and that's why the men of the Jiang family acted like fragile crystal figures. Pain her and pet her.

Even so, she had taken a lot of medicines, had a lot of injections, and suffered a lot since she was a child.

When she was a child, her blood vessels were thin, and sometimes four or five needles could not be inserted. Her mother hid aside and cried secretly, but she herself said that it didn't hurt or hurt with tears in her eyes and a red face.

When the servants of Jiang's family said these words, their faces were full of pride and distressed expressions, as if their young lady was the most sensible and lovely girl in the world.

But they didn't know that she was sick, and there were parents and elder brothers by her side to greet her with care.

And when he was sick, he could only shrink in a corner by himself.

If you are alive, you are lucky.

If it is dead, it is life.

His life was hard enough, so he survived and lived to be 15 years old.

Yes!

He is 15 years old this year.

What is the color of the future that awaits him after leaving An's house and going to Jiang's house?

Black...or colorful?

He was standing in the corridor in a daze when two maids came over with a plate. When they saw him, they shouted in surprise, "Master Hen, so you are here! The young lady refuses to eat, maybe she will listen to you." Yes, go and persuade her!"

The maid couldn't help but put the plate in his hand, He pursed her lips, looked at the porridge and side dishes on the plate, and felt a writhing pain in her stomach and intestines.

Did he skip three meals or four?

With a bitter smile on his lips, he walked into Xiaoguai's bedroom with the plate in his hand, and stood in front of her bed, "Miss, it's time to eat."

The little boy who was lying with his back facing him, heard his voice, Gulu got up, knelt on the bed, and looked at him seriously, "Brother Hen, call me little boy! I want to hear you call me little boy!" .”

Hen looked at her indifferently.

Her face is frighteningly pale, and her skin is so fragile that you can almost see the slender blood vessels. Such a thin body seems to break her with a little force. No wonder the entire Jiang family will hold such a beautiful and weak girl in the palm of their hands. in love.

It was such a girl, because of him, she suffered from high fever and pneumonia all night, Jiang Yunuan didn't punish him, it was already a high hand.

But why does his heart still hurt so much?

"Brother Hen," Xiaoguai pouted and tugged at his sleeve, "Can you call me Xiaoguai? Xiaoguai listen to you obediently, obediently, you call me Xiaoguai, I like to hear you call me Xiaoguai good."

"Well," he replied lightly, pulled up a chair and sat down by the bed, "Little boy, eat."

The little boy immediately smiled, his bright black eyes curved into cute crescents, and he opened his mouth with an "ah".

Hen scooped up the porridge and fed her spoonful by spoonful. The aroma of the food permeated his nose, and the restless gurgling sounded from the stomach and intestines that hadn't eaten a few meals.

His face was expressionless, but his thin lips were pursed even tighter. Xiaoguai looked at him for a while, then suddenly turned sideways to ring the bell beside the bed.

The loudspeaker rang, and someone from the side who rang the bell asked respectfully, "Miss, what's your order?"

"Send me a lot of delicious food as quickly as possible, hurry up, immediately!" The little girl who was only five years old gave orders in a crisp and dignified tone.

"Yes, Miss, it will be ready soon!"

Sure enough, within a few minutes, three or four maids came in with trays filled with delicious, low-calorie, and easy-to-digest food.

Because Xiaoguai has a high fever and pneumonia, the doctor told her to eat light and easy-to-digest food, and these things were prepared a long time ago according to the doctor's instructions, because I didn't know what she wanted to eat, so I prepared some of everything, now It all came in handy.

"You go down!"

Xiaoguai asked the maid to put down the food and drove them out, then she picked up the spoon and put it in Chen's hand, "Brother Chen, you eat!"