Girl, you are being calculated!

Hen looked at her, motionless.

"Brother Hen, eat it!" Xiaoguai stuffed the spoon into his hand, a little anxious, "If you don't eat it, I won't eat it either!"

Hen pursed his lips, and started to eat the food on the bedside table spoon by spoon.

Although he was very hungry, his movements were still graceful, with a natural aristocratic dignity.

The little boy looked at him with his chin resting, his eyes lingering on the scar on Hen's face.

Her brother Hen, if it wasn't for this scar on his face, he would definitely be the most handsome boy in the world.

However, it doesn't matter if there are scars. In her eyes, her brother Scar is still the prettiest.

Of course, her brothers are also good-looking, but no matter how good-looking they are, they are not hers. They will all be like the second brother. In the future, they will have a wife like Sister Ai, and her brother Chen is hers.

Hen only ate a small bowl of porridge, put down the spoon, picked up another bowl of porridge, scooped up a spoonful and handed it to the little boy's lips, "Eat!"

Xiaoguai swallowed the porridge, then took the bowl and spoon into her hands, "Brother Chen, I'll eat by myself, you can eat some more."

Hen shook his head, "I'm full."

He was so used to hunger that he could never indulge himself when his fate was not in his own hands.

"Brother Hen won't eat, so I won't eat either." Xiaoguai put the bowl back on the table angrily.

Feeling a little helpless, Hen picked up a piece of cake, put it on his lips and took a bite, the soft and sweet taste spread on the tip of his tongue, he had already forgotten how long he hadn't tasted the sweet taste.

Seeing him biting the bread bit by bit, Xiaoguai also picked up a piece and ate it in small bites. Seeing that he had finished eating, he handed him another piece. He frowned, "Xiaoguai, I can eat enough."

Xiaoguai blinked, carefully wrapped the cake in wrapping paper and put it aside, "Brother Hen, take it with you when you go back to your room later, can you eat it when you are hungry?"

Hen looked straight into her dark eyes, as if he wanted to look into her soul through her dark eyeballs.

He is beginning to believe it now.

Although she is young, she is very smart.

Although she didn't say anything, she knew that he had been starving.

It's just that he doesn't understand why she treats him so well.

Like keeping a pet?

Such a cute and kind girl must be very good to her pets, right?

He sat on the side, silent, the little boy was full, rubbed his belly in satisfaction, squinted his eyes and smiled, "It's so good!"

He stood up silently, wanting to put away his things and send them back to the kitchen, but Xiao Guai had already leaned over to ring the bell, "Alan, come and pack up, I'm full, I'm full!"

A young maid quickly came in, packed up their leftovers, and took out the room.

Xiaoguai covered her lips and yawned delicately, closing her eyes and opening them forcefully, looking too sleepy, "Brother Chen, Xiaoguai is sleepy."

"Well, go to sleep." Hen walked to the bed, placed her to lie down, and covered her with a quilt.

"Brother Hen, you accompany me!"

Xiaoguai held onto his hand, so he had no choice but to sit down by the bed until he watched her fall asleep, then he gently pulled his hand away, tucked her in the quilt, and closed the door to go out.

In the middle of the night, a black shadow came out of the backyard of Jiang's villa over the wall. He ran swiftly under the moonlight, swift and silent like a cheetah. The beauty of his whole body.

In the Jiang family villa, Jiang Yunuan stood on the third-floor terrace, leaning on the railing and looking into the distance, a black shadow appeared behind him, bowed respectfully, "Master, Master Hen has gone out."

"Understood, don't worry about him, and don't restrict his freedom," Jiang Yunuan said with a confident smile on her beautiful lips, "I'm not mistaken, in time, he will definitely become a new generation of wolf! I'm looking forward to it Woolen cloth."

The next day, the housekeeper of the Jiang family found Ai Binglan and replied respectfully: "Miss Binglan, the two young masters of the An family are here."

Ai Binglan was watering the orchids, and when she heard the housekeeper's response, she paused, her cherry lips pursed slightly, and she put down the water bottle, "Call for Chen."

"Yes!" The housekeeper took the order to find Hen. Ai Binglan stood where she was, as if someone had suddenly ignited a fire in her heart, which made her angry and hurt, and even more unwilling!

She can ignore An Zhiyi's insult to her a year ago, but she can't forgive him for forcing her parents to death!

The vengeance of killing her father was only because of Xiaoguai's mischief, and An's family escaped the catastrophe. Xiaoguai had a mark, but the enemy who killed her parents didn't get any bad rewards.

She is not reconciled!

So unwilling!

"Miss Binglan, Master Hen is here." The housekeeper replied respectfully. Standing behind him, Hen stood tall and handsome as a bamboo, and he couldn't tell that he didn't return last night. He escaped Jiang's bodyguards in the early morning and returned The look of the bedroom.

Ai Binglan turned around slowly, her eyes condensed like frost and snow fixed on Chen's body.

Hen's figure was already good, but now he has put on the new clothes Xiaoguai bought for him, and his beautiful and upright figure is many times better than when he was at the hotel the day before yesterday.

Ai Binglan found it ironic.

She went to An's family to take revenge, but she brought back a scar, which she respected and raised like a young master.

He is a member of the An family, An Zhiluo and An Zhiyi came here to find her, it must be because of him, if they see that Hen lives a pampered life here, they will laugh in their dreams, right?

And how could she be willing to let them get what they wanted?

"Come here!" she called coldly.

"Yes, miss." Several bodyguards came in and bowed respectfully.

"Take off his shirt." She ordered blankly.

Although the bodyguard didn't know what her intention was, he obeyed unconditionally and carefully took off the clothes Xiaoguai bought for Chen.

That was chosen by the young lady, don't be careless!

"Hang him to the tree in the outer courtyard." Ai Binglan continued to order.

The bodyguards were a little dazed, but they still tied up Hen neatly and pushed him out.

Ai Binglan also turned around and walked out. When she reached the door, she turned her head suddenly, "Housekeeper, take care of my little girl, don't let her go out."

"Yes!" The housekeeper didn't dare to be careless, and immediately went upstairs to guard the door of Xiaoguai's room.

Ai Binglan was relieved now, and walked slowly towards the outer courtyard.

In the outer courtyard, Hen was hung on a thousand-year-old tree in the middle of the courtyard. The slender iron wires tied his thin wrists and pierced deeply into his skin. His eyes were still indifferent, as cold and waveless as an ancient well.

Ai Binglan took out a whip at some point, threw it into the hands of the bodyguard under the tree, and said coldly, "Gag him, beat him!"

When the slap of the whip fell on the flesh, Ai Binglan bent the corners of her lips coldly, "Let them in."

An Zhiluo and An Zhiyi came in, and when they saw the whip marks from being hung on a tree, their eyes immediately turned red. Even though An Zhiluo was as clean and elegant as An Zhiluo, the veins on his forehead were protruding high.

An Zhiyi rushed over, took the whip from the bodyguard's hand, and threw it at Ai Binglan's feet, staring at her with blood red eyes: "Ai Binglan! The person who offended you is me, if you have anything to do, come to me and let him go !"

Ai Binglan was a little skeptical, what kind of identity was this mark, that he could make An Zhiluo and An Zhiyi sacrifice so far for him?

She looked at An Zhiluo, then at An Zhiyi, and seeing the two identical faces, her heart suddenly moved, "An Zhiluo, let me ask you, did you go to the snow-capped Alps eight years ago?"

"Eight years ago..." An Zhiluo suddenly remembered something, felt a pain in his heart, looked up at the scars hanging from the tree in a daze, "Eight years ago, our whole family went to the Alps Snow Mountain for vacation..."

Ai Binglan choked for breath, and couldn't help clenching her fists, "Then... have you ever rescued a little girl on a snow mountain?"

"Ever saved a girl?" He shook his head, "I haven't."

Ai Binglan's eyes dimmed, a little disappointed, but also a little relaxed.

Even if it was indeed the An family brothers who saved her back then, so what?

Can it obliterate the fact that they are her father and enemy?

"But..." An Zhiluo raised his head slightly, looked at the scar on the tree, and said with pity in his eyes: "Eight years ago, Hen rescued a girl on the snow-capped Alps, and that's when the scar on his face fell. "

Ai Binglan heard the sound of something breaking in her chest.

how come?

It's him?

He actually met him!

She pursed her cherry lips, clenched her fists hard, adjusted her breathing a few times, and then gave the command in a trembling voice, "Put him down."

The bodyguard immediately put Hen down, and he stood upright under the tree, with the expression on his face still indifferent, but there were a few bright whip marks on his sturdy body, and deep gashes on his thin wrists.

Ai Binglan looked at him, her body trembling slightly, "Hen, you were the one who rescued me in the snow-capped Alps eight years ago?"

Hen looked at her indifferently and remained silent.

An Zhiluo's eyes suddenly lit up a little.

how?

Was the girl that Hen saved back then actually Ai Binglan?

So, will his life in the Jiang family be easier in the future?

"Miss Ai, Hen did save a girl in the snow-capped Alps," An Zhiluo said eagerly, "At that time, the girl made a mistake and fell off the snow-capped mountain. Because of the huge inertia, He was seriously injured, two ribs were broken, his body was covered in blood, and his face was scratched by something, leaving this long scar..."

It's him!

It's really him!

Ai Binglan looked at the trace with tangled eyes.

Remembering yesterday when Yao Jin'er poured the pot of hot tea at Xiaoguai, he rushed over without hesitation and used his body to block Xiaoguai, exactly the same as when he rushed out to save her back then.

She felt that her chest seemed to be blocked by a huge stone, and it was difficult to even breathe.

It took her a lot of effort to move her eyes away from Hen's face, and looked at An Zhiluo, "What is the relationship between him and you?"

An Zhiluo's eyes sank, she pursed her thin lips, and said after a while, "He's my younger brother... my biological brother!"

Ai Binglan looked at him in astonishment.