C13

Wen Xin bit her lips tightly. Suddenly, she wanted to laugh, but the hot tears prevented her from doing so.

"Where?"

"Xin Xin, uncle knew that you would not leave me alone. My Xin Xin is the best."

Wen Xin withdrew her hand from his palm and forcefully wiped away her tears to calm herself down.

"I'll move to the dormitory tomorrow. I won't be back until Saturday."

"Eh, alright!"

Now that he had a request from her, although Wen Changming was unhappy that no one would cook and clean the house for him, he did not dare to disagree.

When night fell, Wen Xin put on the thick makeup and the clothes that Wen Changming bought for her, and entered a high class entertainment club.

Her face was numb, and there was a knife in her bag.

If the other party was plotting something, she could just go to jail.

Determined, she took a deep breath and stepped on her five-centimeter high heels as she entered the club.

Although she was able to remain calm, Wen Xin was still very nervous. Her hands that were holding onto her bag were shaking non-stop.

1202, here we are.

Standing at the door, Wen Xin took a deep breath, then pushed it open and entered. The smell of cigarette smoke made her eyebrows furrow, but she still walked inside.

Her appearance caused the room to fall silent for a few seconds. Suddenly, someone walked towards her and grabbed her hand: "Oh, is she Wen Changming's niece? "He really does look good."

The other side held her and walked to the middle, and even patted her leg a few times, causing Wen Xin's hair to stand on end.

Dodging her opponent's hand, she resisted the urge to run and asked, "Where should I sit?"

"Come, sit beside us Seven Young."

Wen Xin was already mentally prepared, but when her eyes met Seven Young, he was shocked!

How could it be him?

"Seven Young, this girl is a university student. She's pure.

Sheng Qi casually looked at Wen Xin, feeling that the face underneath the thick makeup looked familiar, his eyes revealed a sense of elegance. He stubbed out his cigarette and waved at her.

Wen Xin pursed her lips, anxiously jumping over the few men and walked in front of him.

Suddenly, Sheng Qi pulled her into his embrace, his eyes narrowing: "En, looks even more familiar, take off your makeup."

She, "…"

She was worried that the matter of accompanying someone to drink with her would be recognized by her acquaintances, so she intentionally put on such strong makeup. Who knew that the person accompanying her would actually be someone she knew!?

She lowered her gaze and whispered, "There's no need to unload. We've met before."

Sheng Qi was surprised: "Where?"

"..." "Primary school students."

The three words confused the others, but Sheng Qi was extremely familiar with it. He shouted in a vulgar voice, "Cao, which bastard brought you here to harm this daddy? Get up, I don't want that guy to hold a grudge! "

Half an hour later, Sheng Qi respectfully saw Wen Xin to Lu Cangyao and explained what happened that night, indicating that it had nothing to do with him.

Sheng Qi was the evil man in Lu Cangyao's secret base, nicknamed Seven Young, and one of the princes of B City.

With that, he saw that the man on the sofa was not moving at all, Sheng Qi asked suspiciously: "Are you not angry?"

"The door is over there." The intention was clear.

Although the young man was reluctant, he still wanted to see how Young Master Lu would be angry at a woman. However, Lu Cangyao gave him a look, and he immediately turned around and left.

With a bang, the door closed. Wen Xin shuddered and lowered her head even more.

She didn't know how there could be such a coincidence in the world. Her uncle had really killed her.

Pa da, the lighter in the man's hand lit up. He leaned towards the Chinese cigarette in his mouth and slowly exhaled a long mist.