And what's even more confusing to her now is that she doesn't know who is lying.

Her heart is biased toward sang Shijun.

But sang Shijun had a criminal record there, and she couldn't believe it.

But he also said that he would let her see Shen Xiu's true face at the engagement banquet.

Then she will wait and see if sang Shijun has lied this time.

Huo Zhou drove them to Ni Qiyan's villa.

At the gate, there were all kinds of luxury cars. Ni Qiyan's engagement banquet almost gathered all the famous upper class people in the city.

Huo Zhou stopped the car and immediately got off to open the door to Sang Shijun.

Xia Bing from another door down, around the front of the car, see sang Shijun, is Huo Zhou's help, a hand on crutches from the car.

The walking stick is made of ebony. The whole body is black. Only at the handle, there is a circle of golden carved gilded patterns. It is complex and luxurious. It is worth a lot at a glance. In addition to the function of the walking stick, it is more like a work of art.

But this is not the point. The point is, why does sang Shijun hold a crutch?

See sangshijun station steady, toward Huozhou waved, "you go to stop it, I can walk."

Huo Zhou's face is still a little worried: "really no problem? I'll help you in. "

Sang Shijun glanced at Xia Bing and said, "it's OK to have her."

Huo Zhou also looked at Xia Bing, but in his dark eyes, there was a trace of complaint.

Xia Bing is a little confused.

Why does Huo Zhou look at her in this way?

Is it possible that sang Shijun has to rely on crutches, which has something to do with her?

She came forward and looked at his legs.

From the outside, it is still a pair of straight trousers, which makes his straight legs more slender.

She frowned and wondered, "you Injured? "

"Well." Sangshijun light way, "still don't come to support me?"

Although sangshijun is the tone of command, Xia Bing does not have any antipathy. On the contrary, as soon as she hears sang Shijun is injured, her whole heart comes up at once.

She quickly went up to support him and frowned: "what's going on?"

Sang Shijun put crutches between his legs, folded his hands and held the handle. His eyes were deep: "Shen xiunong."

"Shen Xiu?" Xia Bing was surprised, "how can it be? He himself is so ill that he can't hurt you

Don't you believe that? Yes, Shen Xiu in your heart is always as simple as a person who doesn't know the world. "

Xia Bing frowned: "I don't mean that. I just think he lost his memory now..."

"Let's go." Sang Shijun interrupted her, "in a moment, I will show you his true purpose."

Xia Bing pursed her lips and swallowed the words behind her. She carefully helped sang Shijun to go to Ni Qiyan's home.

He walked very slowly, even under the support of crutches and Xia Bing, every step he took was very hard.

Xia Bing looks heartbroken.

Sang Shijun was originally a man who wanted to save face. In this way, he must have endured great pain and tried to pretend to be as if nothing had happened.

His leg, as you can clearly see, was badly hurt.

Today's engagement banquet was attended by almost all the upper class people in Liancheng.

How would they feel if they saw sang Shijun?

Needless to say, on the surface of the courteous, secretly will certainly be without all kinds of irony.

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