Chapter 175

Wen churan was so frightened that his voice was shaking, "I... what do I blame you for?"

"I pushed you out of the car, causing you to..." later, the man seemed embarrassed to go on.

Wen churan wants to cry without tears.

It's still about her great aunt.

"Third brother, I really don't blame you..."

It's none of his business. Even if it's because of him, how dare she blame him?

As long as he doesn't take revenge, she will burn Gao Xiang.

Sheng Ziyuan seemed to become a little unhappy. "Since you don't blame me anymore, why did you throw away the things I gave you?"

He has been haunted by this matter for many days.

If you want to break your head, you can't understand it. Just ask her.

Throw it away?

"When did I throw your stuff?"

Sheng Ziyuan frowned, and the answer made him more depressed.

"Throw it away. Why don't you admit it?"

"I didn't throw it away, I..." Wen churan's voice stopped suddenly.

She suddenly remembered that Sheng Ziyuan's things had indeed disappeared in the ward before.

Wen churan asked curiously, "third brother, why do you think I threw your things away?"

"I saw it in the trash can." The man replied coldly.

Trash!

When did she throw his things in the trash? Sleepwalking?!

Wen churan was confused. "Third brother, I swear I didn't throw you anything!"

The man suddenly fell into silence.

Wen churan felt uneasy and carefully moved on his shoulder, "third brother, can you put me down?"

"I..." Sheng Ziyuan seemed to have something to say, but he was suddenly interrupted by the call behind him.

"Third brother." There was a chill in the distant voice.

Sheng Ziyuan and Wen churan look for their voices at the same time.

I saw a slender figure standing in front of me. It was a man blending with the darkness.

His outline is deep, his eyes are like a cold pool and abyss, and his body exudes a breath heavier than the night, which is enough to frighten the heart and soul.

It's Sheng Shimo

Wen churan was so excited that he almost shouted.

Flourishing ink! Help me!

In her prime, Mo seemed to hear her inner cry and walked slowly closer.

The figure broke through the darkness and gradually exposed to the eyes.

His carefully carved face was indeed darker than the night.

Wen churan looked at him pitifully, just like seeing the Savior.

Before Sheng Ziyuan put her down, Sheng Shimo directly reached out and held her down.

Until his feet stepped on the ground, Wen churan's head was still dizzy.

Fortunately, Mo still hugged her when she was in full bloom, and she could lean on him.

Sheng Ziyuan explained briefly, "I have something to do with her."

What's the difference between this explanation... And no explanation?

Sheng Shimo looked at Sheng Ziyuan, and his smile was cold. "Third brother, what's the matter? I have to carry her and say?"

Sheng Ziyuan's thin lips pursed slightly. He didn't know whether he was too lazy to explain again. He suddenly looked at Wen churan.

"Ask her." Leaving this sentence behind, he walked away directly.

Wen churan was confused and had a black question mark on his head.

Just throw the pot to her?

Raised his head, sure enough, he saw Sheng Shi Mo examining her, and was bound to get a reasonable explanation.

Wen churan simply told the truth, "the third brother sent me some things some time ago and suddenly disappeared one day. The third brother insisted that I threw them away."

After listening to her words, Sheng Shimo's face changed slightly and suddenly released her.

Wen churan was caught off guard and almost fell.

But for the first time, Sheng Shimo didn't question the credibility of her words, but suddenly turned away without saying a word.