"The thief who wants to take you away has been solved by me. You are no longer in danger. Promise me not to cry, and I will let you go."

Wen Xiaogang wanted to bite him to vent his anger, but when he heard the voice, he suddenly froze in place.

She nodded subconsciously. Her eyes looked silly and cute. People couldn't help but want to pinch her face.

The man let go and saw that she really didn't cry. He couldn't help feeling a little funny.

The girl looks very smart. He thinks it takes a lot of words to convince her to believe in herself. Unexpectedly, she is so easy to believe others.

"I'm not a thief. I knocked the man out when I saw him trying to resist you," the man in white coughed. "I've asked him to take him away. He has a waist token from the prince's house. Did you provoke the Prince there and he came to seek revenge?"

"With a waist token alone, how can you believe that he is the prince?" Wen Xiao subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. Listening to him, he had vaguely guessed the prince's intention, but did not show it in front of the man in white.

"I just say what I saw. If you don't believe me, I can't help it." the man in White said frankly, and Wen Xiao almost believed him.

Wen Xiao twitched the corners of his mouth, tried to resist the desire to turn his eyes at him, and said in a stuffy voice, "thank you for saving me. I should go, otherwise my mother will be worried."

The man in white nodded indifferently, turned his head and pointed to the colorful clouds on the ground, "I've seen me today. I hope the girl won't tell anyone. She just said that she fainted in the house and someone left a note to tell you the truth."

"Since you don't want to reveal your whereabouts, why do you want to save me?" Wen Xiao rubbed his sore neck. There was no panic that ordinary boudoir women should have in the face of this situation. "If it was the prince's people who came to trouble me, didn't you offend the prince? I didn't know you, how could you offend the prince for me?"

The man in white was stunned. Obviously, he didn't expect Wen Xiao to be so hard to fool.

"If you tell me your identity, I won't tell others that you saved me. How about it?" Wen Xiao narrowed his eyes and looked at the familiar face in front of him. The expression on his face looked a little cunning.

The man in white looked at Wen Xiao silently, with some unknown flavor in his eyes.

After a while, he chuckled, "Miss wants to know my identity so much... Don't you want to make a promise?"

Different from his calm and serious appearance just now, when he said this, his face showed a frivolous color, and his momentum suddenly changed. He looked like an ordinary and handsome young master of an aristocratic family.

"I just happened to save you by passing by. You don't have to be so polite, girl," the man in white suddenly gathered up with Wen Xiao, and the smile on his face became more and more clear. "If you have fate, I'll see you again. If you still want to repay your kindness... It's not too late."

Wen Xiao stared at him for a long time and almost jumped out of his mouth.

Regardless of Wen Xiao's strange eyes, the man in white picked up Wen Xiao's new clothes and threw them to her. Then he showed a ruffian smile, waved his hand and turned his head out of the door.