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Hearing Xiao Muting's voice, Xia Wan's rationality returned, and her violent emotions instantly froze.

The scene paused for about three seconds. When Ye Tong saw that she had stopped and Xiao Muting was supporting her, Ye Tong rolled over and pressed down on her, then started to retaliate crazily.

"Tong Tong!" Xiao Muting immediately went forward and grabbed Ye Tong's body, wanting to pull her away.

But Ye Tong's eyes were red, she had no intention to stop the battle.

Xia Wan instinctively raised her hand to block Ye Tong's attack. When she realized that Xiao Muting's attention was completely focused on Ye Tong, not even the slightest bit of sympathy or heartache was given to her, her entire body became like a rooster who had lost, as she woodenly endured Ye Tong's punches and kicks.

"Ye Tong! Are you courting death!? " The furious Tang Shaofeng arrived late, he mercilessly grabbed Ye Tong and threw her over to Xiao Muting, after gouging Xiao Muting with his resentful eyes, he finally hugged Xia Wan back.

Seeing that Xia Wan's delicate arm was covered with bloody scratches from Ye Tong's fingernails, Tang Shaofeng looked at Ye Tong with ruthless eyes. That expression, which was so cold that it did not have a trace of warmth, made people shiver.

Ye Tong curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and justified herself: "She hit me too! Shao Feng ge, why are you so biased!"

Thinking that Xia Wan was only a toy to her that had not grown tired of, Ye Tong became even more arrogant, and thought that even if it was on Xiao Muting's account, she should not yell at her.

's eyes sparked with sparks. Just as Tang Shaofeng was about to walk towards Ye Tong, the corner of his clothes was grabbed by Xia Wan.

Lowering her head, Xia Wan's messy long hair covered her expression, "Let's go."

Hearing Xia Wan's pleading voice, Tang Shaofeng's heart hurt. After looking at Xiao Muting with a complicated gaze, he brought him out of the washroom.

After finding the host and asking for a rest room, Tang Shaofeng gently helped Xia Wan to disinfect her wounds.

Seeing Xia Wan grimace in pain, yet refused to let out a sound, Tang Shaofeng was furious, "Aren't you very good at fighting? How could that brat Ye Tong make such a mess of me? "

Xia Wan did not speak, there were tears in her eyes, and her stubborn face clearly showed her grievance.

With a defeated expression, he drooped his eyebrows. Tang Shaofeng softened his tone and asked gently: "Does it hurt?"

Xia Wan still did not make a sound, but when Tang Shaofeng wiped her wound, he would unconsciously shrink his neck.

Sighing soundlessly, Tang Shaofeng slowly moved closer to the bloody wound on Xia Wan's arm and exhaled softly towards the wound, attempting to lessen the pain on Xia Wan's body.

The numb and itchy feeling made Xia Wan's sad mood ease up quite a bit, and the tears in her eyes also slowly disappeared.

"If you don't want to see him, I'll take you back." , who seemed to have a mind reading technique, did not go over to observe Xia Wan's minute changes in expression and only knew what Xia Wan was rejecting and avoiding.

"No need." Xia Wan admitted that she did not do anything wrong. Ye Tong being rude was because she wanted to teach her a lesson.

But even though she was already fully armed, when she saw Xiao Muting's unfamiliar yet distant eyes, all her hard work had instantly vanished into thin air.

This kind of conflict made Xia Wan even more unwilling to admit defeat.

Why did she avoid him on purpose? Why was she the only one that was afraid to face him?

She did not want to be trapped by the memories of the past. She wanted to walk out and wave goodbye to Xiao Muting confidently and openly.

Capturing the determination in Xia Wan's eyes, Tang Shaofeng was surprised for a second before he happily combed Xia Wan's hair.

Returning to the dining room, Xia Wan was still radiating light in all directions. When she stood together with Tang Shaofeng, she attracted many gazes that were full of admiration and admiration.

This time, Tang Shaofeng followed Xia Wan closely, afraid that Xia Wan would meet that crazy woman again.

Halfway through the party, a gentle and melodious melody rang out in the hall. There were already quite a few couples dancing on the dance floor.

"Shaofeng, you don't mind lending your wife to me, right?" It was unknown what Xiao Muting was thinking, but he actually took the initiative to walk over to Xia Wan, and invited him to dance.

Xia Wan did not look up. Her brows were knitted tight, and the string in her heart was even tighter.

Turning his head to the side, he glanced at Xia Wan, who spoke in a very elegant manner: "Of course I don't mind."

Hearing that, Xia Wan looked at Tang Shaofeng in panic, signalling that she didn't want to dance with him.

However, Tang Shaofeng intentionally ignored him, as if encouraging him to face Xiao Muting with a peaceful attitude, and not retreat anymore.

Xia Wan stood up with a stiff expression. She placed her hand on the hand Xiao Muting extended towards her, but was no longer able to experience the feeling of being moved like before.

As he was absent-mindedly being led by Xiao Muting in the middle of the dance steps, Xia Wan only thought that it would be the end of the dance as soon as possible.

"I heard that you miscarried. Is life for the young mistress of the Tang Clan going to be bad?" Xiao Muting looked down at Xia Wan coldly, his expression dark and tone full of ridicule.

With pain in his eyes, Xia Wan kept quiet, and without leaving a trace, pulled the distance between her and Xiao Muting.

However, Xiao Muting seemed as if he was not willing to let Xia Wan go, his movements smooth as he brought the people around him, and then continued to taunt him: "You're really great, giving your life up to Tang Shaofeng for that Xia Clan that doesn't care about you, now you're even willing to give up an abortion."

With a deathly pale face, Xia Wan suddenly raised her eyes. After staring at Xiao Muting with such a painful and loathsome gaze, she immediately refused to let her body feel unwell, and hastily left the dance floor.

Returning to his seat, Xia Wan soullessly sat on the table.

Did she not understand why Xiao Muting mocked her like that? Was it because she did not continue to seek death for the cruel and cold him, and stubbornly got tortured by him?

If they didn't love each other, why would they hurt each other? Who did she marry and what did it have to do with him? Where did Xiao Muting get the qualifications to humiliate her? They clearly didn't owe each other anything!

Noticing that Xia Wan was affected, Tang Shaofeng's face also turned ugly.

He noticed that after Xiao Muting finished dancing with Xia Wan, he impatiently brought Ye Tong away. Tang Shaofeng held Xia Wan's hand, wanting to bring her back home.

"Why don't you go to the party? "Don't worry about me." Xia Wan forced a smile on her face, and then she raised her glass and, before Tang Shaofeng could stop her, she poured the entire cup of red wine down her throat.

"Come home with me." Tang Shaofeng's tone was solemn and carried an domineering tone that could not be defied.

Xia Wan acted as if she did not hear, and continued to pour wine for herself.

Shaking the wine cup with misty eyes, Xia Wan let out a sad smile and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: Alcohol is truly a good thing, and also very reliable. A man would abandon her and not drink.

Holding Xia Wan's arm, Tang Shaofeng repeated with a dark expression: "Xia Wan, did you hear that I asked you to follow me home?"

Hearing Tang Shaofeng's displeasure, Xia Wan pursed her lips, suppressed the grievance in her heart, and said in a rare coquettish manner: "Tang Shaofeng, I really want to drink it, so just don't bother with me this time, okay?"

Looking at Xia Wan's misty eyes, Tang Shaofeng's heart tightened, "Ok, go home, I will accompany you."

These short and forceful words contained Tang Shaofeng's endless tolerance; he was willing to accept Xia Wan's willfulness.

With reddened eyes and burning hot tears, Xia Wan stood up with a smile and walked out of the hotel with Tang Shaofeng by her arm.

When he returned home, Tang Shaofeng kept his promise. If Xia Wan wanted to drink, he would accompany him. He did not want to see Xia Wan suffer alone, yet he could not do anything.

After taking out the precious edition of red wine from the wine shelf, Tang Shaofeng filled it up for Xia Wan. When he handed it over to him, he ordered with a stern expression: "Xia Wan, this is the last time I allow you to be sad for him. There won't be a next time."

Clenching his lips, Xia Wan smiled and said: "Okay."

Receiving the wine cup, Xia Wan raised her head and downed it in one gulp.

finished the two bottles of red wine in a short amount of time. When she was still dejectedly asking Tang Shaofeng for more wine, Tang Shaofeng said: "Enough."

"But I'm not drunk enough..." Xia Wan looked at the empty wine bottle, letting her tears silently fall.

Seeing this kind of Xia Wan, Tang Shaofeng's heart ached, but he did not want to let him go.

Holding Xia Wan's face, Tang Shaofeng sincerely tried to coax her: "You can't drink anymore, you're a newborns, drinking too much will harm your body."

Hearing Tang Shaofeng mention the matter of the miscarriage, Xia Wan couldn't help but remember the words Xiao Muting said to her at the royal ball.

The other's contemptuous expression and mocking eyes were like a nightmare that couldn't leave her mind as they continuously suppressed her seemingly strong heart.

He had accumulated too much grievance, and when he reached a critical point, it would all burst out. Xia Wan finally cried out, her heart tearing and lung splitting.

Xia Wan was depressed and in pain when she was pulled into Xia Wan's embrace.

He thought that after such a long period of time, Xia Wan had already forgotten about him. But the reality was that he had underestimated Xia Wan's infatuation.

He was furious and frustrated. He had not been careful enough with Xia Wan, okay? Could Xia Wan not see the contribution he had made?

Xia Wan once again used the wine to worry, he did not care about his feelings, and felt cold in his heart. But when Xia Wan shed tears, he immediately surrendered. Was he destined to be completely suppressed by this woman?

The two disappointed people could only rely on each other. Tang Shaofeng's brain got hot as he fiercely kissed Xia Wan.

From the very beginning, the kiss had a punitive quality to the point of being unable to be stopped. Tang Shaofeng used all his might to ask for it, hoping that Xia Wan would give him a little response.

But when the other party was completely stunned, Tang Shaofeng let go of Xia Wan and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Tang Shaofeng, we … Try it? " It was unknown what kind of mentality and thoughts were behind Xia Wan's words.

Tang Shaofeng looked shocked, thinking that he had misheard, "What did you say?"

Lowering his head, Xia Wan said in embarrassment: "I'll say it, I want to try to love you the same way you treat me."

Feeling the world spinning, Tang Shaofeng's face was ecstatic, he was at a loss of what to do.

"You've finally thought it through!" Holding Xia Wan and kissing his cheeks, Tang Shaofeng was beaming with joy. His excited mood could no longer be described with words.

Keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon, Tang Shaofeng's hard work was not in vain after all.

Xia Wan had never been a stone-hearted person. She was actually more easily moved than an ordinary person, only that her expression was not too obvious. She would even intentionally appear cold-blooded and heartless to avoid harming those who cared about her.

Gazing at Tang Shaofeng who was laughing dumbly all this while, Xia Wan seemed to be infected as well as the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised.

She said to herself in her heart: Since fate dictates, then cherish the present.