Chapter 1222

Cen Xi looked around for some time, and did not find where that vision came from.

She took a deep breath, expressed her blessing to the Lord and the queen in the eyes of the people, and said some speeches after she got the flowers.

After the speech, Cen Xi found that sharp eyes seemed to disappear.

She couldn't help but look around again and found nothing unusual.

It seems that she is too suspicious.

……

Dinner.

On the main table, Qiao Yanze lowered his head and asked an Feng, "who is that girl?"

Feng an follows Qiao Yanze's direction to see. At the other table, the Lord and the bride are honoring the guests' wine. One of them stands up, is Cenxi.

An Feng has learned something about Cenxi from Nanzhi. She and her sister Xiao Ying have totally different temperament. Without Xiao Ying's help, Si Han can't overthrow the prince so quickly.

"She is Xiaoying's sister. The girl Zhizhi told you last time, she felt very sad and sorry after she learned that her sister had done something to you. She said that if she saw you, she would like to apologize to you in person."

Qiao Yanze's gloomy eyes burst out a trace of cold and hatred.

It turns out that she is Xiaoying's sister!

No wonder in the desert, he would feel familiar when he saw her gem like eyes.

Qiao Yanze put his hands under the table, unconsciously clenched them into fists, and the blue tendons on the back of his hands jumped.

"Yanze, Cenxi is a good girl, her sister has been punished, you..."

It seems that he doesn't want to hear the name of Xiaoying any more. With the name of her sister Cenxi, he is disgusted. His eyes are cold. "As long as she doesn't provoke me," he says

An Feng looks at Qiao Yanze who has changed her personality after her family changes. She feels very sorry for him.

"Yanze, look forward to everything, don't live in pain and guilt all the time."

Qiao Yanze closed his scarlet eyes. In this life, can he look forward?

Because of him, the family business of Qiao family for hundreds of years was destroyed. Because of him, his mother jumped to commit suicide.

……

Qiao Yanze has not indulged himself for a long time. At the wedding of Zhizhi, he made himself drunk once.

Anfeng tried several times to persuade him to drink less, but helianxiao shook his head at her and whispered in his ear, "he's suffering, let him drink!"

A child who has no worries about food and clothing is a natural conceit. He has gone from heaven to hell through great changes in emotion and family. If his psychological quality is poor, he may have already collapsed.

Cenxi drinks several glasses of wine at the wedding banquet. She drinks and falls in love with her face. She is not drunk, but her face is incredibly red.

She covered her face with her hands and went to the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, she went to the door of the banquet hall and saw Ivan holding a drunk man out. The man lowered his head. She could not see his appearance, but his back

Cen Xi's pupil contracted slightly.

Is it her eyes? Otherwise, why does she think the man's back looks like Mr. Johnson?

For more than a month, almost every night she dreamed about the scene in the desert

She didn't know why she was so attached to him.

Obviously she wanted to find the Queen's little uncle and make atonement for her sister, but she had a feeling for a man who didn't even know his identity.

Cen Xi, the ghost, followed the two figures upstairs.

There is only one room on the top floor. Nanzhi gives Qiao Yanze the room on the top floor.

Qiao Yanze still can't restore his identity and show his true face. He took a great risk to attend Nanzhi wedding.

He is good to Nanzhi, and so is Nanzhi.

Now, the only warmth left in his heart belongs to his dearest.

……

Cenxi takes advantage of Ivan to help Qiao Yanze to enter the room, without closing the door tightly, she quietly enters the bathroom.

Hearing Ivan's voice, she came out of the bathroom.

There was no light in the room, only the bright moonlight came in through the French windows. On the broad bed, there was a long and tall figure.

He leaned sideways, only to see his back.

Cenxi didn't know why. She remembered Mr. Johnson's back so clearly. In the past more than a month, her mind would occasionally come up with a scene of him leaving on horseback.

Mr. Johnson, we Will we meet again?

- No.

Really not?

But why, she looks at this man's back now, like Mr. Johnson's?

Cenxi clenched her lips hard. She couldn't control herself and walked to the side of the bed.

She went round to the other side of the bed to see him in the moonlight. She lay down slowly and leaned towards his face.

His face was buried in the quilt. She reached out and gently pulled the quilt apart.His hair came out, then his forehead

Just as she was about to see his eyebrows and eyes, her thin wrist was suddenly clasped by a big hand.

It was as if the bones of her wrists were to be crushed.

Cen Xi gave a light cry, "Mr. Johnson..."

Before she finished speaking, she was brought to bed. The man who was obviously drunk and unconscious suddenly looked like a lion waking up and cut her hands with big hands.

It's him!

It's really Mr. Johnson.

Although she didn't see him clearly, the cold temperature between his palms and the cold breath from his whole body made her feel that it was him.

"It's me, Mr. Johnson. You saved my life in the desert."

The man looks down at the girl who is kneeling in front of him. Her voice is very thin and soft, just like a spring breeze blowing into people's heart. But he looks at her eyes, but they are getting colder and colder.

"That's how you like to see it to your door?" He has a soft voice with unspeakable evil cold.

Cenxi opened her eyes slightly and couldn't believe it. He said this to her.

She looked back and wanted to see him. She was bitten by his white teeth.

………………

Cenxi ear bead a pain, there are blood out.

Her eyes only saw the man's expensive black shirt, as well as his strong chest, and he held his head.

His strength is heavy, like punishment.

"Mr. Johnson, you're drunk..."

Cenxi shivered all over with cold. She felt like she had been licked by snake Xinzi.

Her heart suddenly, somehow, in the face of such Mr. Johnson, she felt extremely afraid.

"I'm sorry, but I shouldn't have broken in."

"Why don't you struggle?"

His low voice, like the devil from hell, made her shiver.

"Mr. Johnson, you're a good man. You won't hurt me."

Really?

Is he a good man?

Maybe he used to be a good man.

But now, he is not.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She was obviously afraid, but she pretended to be calm.

He had a bloodthirsty smile in his lips.

"Mr. Johnson, you are a gentleman. In the desert, you cut your fingers and drop blood on the bed sheet. From that moment on, I knew you were different..."

"Shut up!" "I'm not a good person, especially for you," he said with a soft smile

"Are you interested in me when you find it secretly?"

He, he knows?

She didn't know if she was interested in him, but the desert did make her forget him.

"I just thank you for saving me in the desert!"

She is interested in him, but that interest is not enough for her to deliver herself.

She began to struggle hard, but when she moved, the man imprisoned her more tightly.

Two people are in silent confrontation and pulling.

Just then, the door opened.

Ivan has brought sobering tea.

Qiao Yanze estimated the time, but he didn't want to do anything to Cenxi. He just wanted to teach her a lesson and let her stay away from him in the future. Otherwise, he might be unable to control his inner demons to do something to hurt her.

"Get out of here and see me later. It's better to stay away from me."

He let her go.

Hearing the cold in his voice, Cen Xi was relieved and did not return to leave.

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