Chapter 2 He is here

He didn't think about why Sang Tian's temperament suddenly changed for the time being, all he knew was to do well what Rourou told her today.

Sang Tian was startled, she saw that Bai Zixuan was disgusted besides hatred, how could she allow such a person to touch her!

And the thigh is still bleeding, how can he do this kind of thing?What's the difference between this and Teddy?
Still holding the fragment in her hand, she pressed the fragment between her delicate necks, and said coldly, "If you touch me again, I will either stab myself or you."

"But if something happens to me, do you think Wen Zhinian will let you go? Let the Bai family go?"

"You..." Bai Zixuan stared at Sang Tian hesitantly, what happened to Sang Tian at this moment?
Ten minutes ago, she was still a licking dog by her side, why did she suddenly change?
At this moment, the door of the hotel room made a loud noise and was violently smashed open. A tall and slender figure with chills all over his body appeared at the door. He was dressed in a high-tailored suit, and his tyrannical aura ravaged the entire room instantly.

It's him!

"Wen Zhinian..." Sang Tian murmured.

Sang Tian's tears fell in an instant, and the hot tears seemed to be poured on the heart that was covered with lard in the previous life.

Regret, grievance, resentment, all kinds of emotions mixed together.

The man's indifferent and profound facial features were shockingly beautiful, and the coldness that emanated from his bones made people couldn't help but retreat three feet away.

The huge room seemed to be frozen, it was bone-chillingly cold, the violence and bloodthirsty instantly eroded the remaining temperature between his brows, and the murderous intent suddenly emerged in his eyes.

Sang Tian was being pressed down by Bai Zixuan. This posture was extremely ambiguous, and she could tell what the two were doing at a glance. Wen Zhinian stared at the two in front of him closely, and the terrifying aura was about to overwhelm the whole room. devour.

Very well, Sang Tian abused herself like this in order to escape from him.

"Sang Tian, ​​I'm impatient." His voice was so cold that it seemed to come from hell, and he sentenced Sang Tian to death.

However, the heart hanging in Sang Tian's throat finally fell. She would only be disgusted and afraid when she saw Wen Zhinian before, but she has never felt so at ease now.

Sang Tian tried her best to push Bai Zixuan away, got up from the ground, trotted towards Wen Zhinian like a deer with bare feet.

Without any hesitation, she plunged into Wen Zhinian's arms, still with such a familiar temperature.

"Why did you come here..." The soft voice was full of grievances.

Wen Zhinian's body froze for a moment, the cold around him slowly subsided, his pupils shrank slightly, and Sang Tian's initiative made him startled.

He slowly raised his hand to stop the bodyguard who was about to catch Sang Tian back, then lowered his eyes to look at the girl who was curling up in his arms.

Only then did he realize that the girl's dark skirt was covered with blood, and she was still tightly holding a fragment in her hand, the blood was dripping drop by drop.

There was a shocking bloodstain on the white and slender neck, and his pupils shrank sharply.

Is she hurt?

Before Wen Zhinian could speak, Sang Tian spoke first.

"If you are one step late, you will lose your little wife forever." Sang Tian's voice was coquettish and angry.

(End of this chapter)

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