Ji Erye's squeamish bag is super cruel

Chapter 453 I am willing
Bai Jingzhi put away the phone, looked up at Ji Boyan, coughed lightly, and asked, "Ji Boyan, what are you thinking now?"

Ji Boyan didn't speak, but turned to look at Bai Jingzhi, as if he was waiting for his next words.

"I heard that there is an old man in the Wen family who is a slave to his granddaughter and has an older brother... I think it's inevitable that you will be beaten up."

Bai Jingzhi gloated a little when he spoke, and he was already trying to hold back his laughter.

Ji Boyan didn't say anything, as long as Wen Ruan can come back, nothing else matters.

A few days later, Wen's family held a banquet as scheduled, full of guests and friends, and the magnificent hall was brightly lit.

Wen Ruan sat on the balcony of the upstairs room, staring at the moon outside the window in a daze, the cool night wind passed through the clouds, slightly raising her hair.

She held the mobile phone Ji Boyan gave her in her hand, and her fingers clenched tightly.

This mobile phone has been turned off, can't receive any calls, can't make any calls, just like her and Ji Boyan now.

The sound of pushing the door sounded, Wen Ruan was immersed in his own thoughts and did not recover, the sound of crutches in the empty room was particularly abrupt.

Old Man Wen walked to the balcony, looked at the dazed Wen Ruan, sighed, and put his hand on top of her head, his voice was thick and old-fashioned: "Can't let go?"

Wen Ruan didn't speak, put his arms on the railing of the balcony, rested his chin on his arms, and stared straight at the moon in the sky.

Seeing Wen Ruan's distraught appearance, Mr. Wen's crutches smashed on the floor a few times, and his tone became more and more angry: "That bastard, dare to bully my granddaughter, see if I don't skin him!"

"grandfather."

Wen Ruan finally spoke out, stopped Mr. Wen's footsteps, Wen Ruan pursed the corners of his lips, and said, "Don't touch him."

Old Mr. Wen turned his head to look at Wen Ruan. She held the phone in her hand, turned her hand over, with the palm facing up, looked at the phone in her hand, and spoke slowly, with a low voice that seemed to be blown into the wind at any time.

"It's me who is willing to hit this wall, so I'm willing to gamble and lose."

Wen Ruan put the phone on the railing, stood up from the seat, and turned to look at Mr. Wen.

"Grandpa, let's go."

After finishing speaking, Wen Ruan lifted his feet and walked towards the door. Old Man Wen turned his head and glanced at the pink mobile phone, with a look of anger on his face, he raised his heels and followed Wen Ruan's footsteps.

Since Ji Boyan and Bai Jingzhi entered the hall, they have been looking for a gentle figure.

Although both of them had outstanding appearances, there was no shortage of good looks in the four major families, so the appearance of the two of them did not attract much attention.

Wen Ruan was standing at the stairs on the second floor, and there was a man standing in front of her, Wen Ruan's brother - Wen Ting.

His appearance is also first-class, his face is sharp and angular, but his sharp face has a pair of romantic and affectionate peach blossom eyes, his lips are as thin as paper, but he is a bit cold, his coldness is different from Ye Qichen.

Ye Qichen is indifferent, the kind who doesn't care about everything in the world, while Wen Ting's aura is pleasingly cold, the kind that can freeze people to death.

"Still thinking about him?"

Hearing Wen Ting's voice, Wen Ruan slightly lowered his eyes and nodded.

Wen Ting pursed the corners of his lips, a trace of melancholy flashed across his eyes, he didn't know who he remembered, the corners of his lips lifted, like a wry smile.

Wen Ting raised his hand and rubbed his soft hair, but Wen Ting didn't say anything.

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