family?

Yuan Ming sneered, "haven't you heard your brother Mingyuan talk about the Xie family? Or do you think I will treat the Xie family as family after experiencing those things?"

Wen Xiao shrunk into the quilt and didn't answer.

"As for your family -" Yuan Ming said expressionless, "do they worry? What does it have to do with me?"

Wen Xiao looked at the man with a cold heart on his face and didn't answer in silence.

"What? Miss your brother Mingyuan?" Yuan Ming saw her look of great vigilance, and an obscure dark light flashed in her eyes.

He slowly approached the bed, threw away the sword at his waist, took off his dirty coat, leaned over and looked at Wen Xiao, saying word by word, "from the moment you saw me, you were looking for your brother Mingyuan... Where am I better than that fool?"

"Brother Mingyuan is not a fool," Wen Xiao looked at him without flinching. "He's fine."

Yuan Ming sneered, "how is he? If it weren't for me, he wouldn't live to be ten years old, let alone his helpless advice to the enemy just now..."

"If it weren't for me, guess where you would be now? Which romantic son's bed? Or in some brothel?" Yuan Ming's eyes became deeper and deeper. "If it weren't for me, you would be finished by that fool."

Wen Xiao hugged his shoulder and tears fell from his eyes.

Yuan Ming no longer stimulated her with words, but he didn't comfort her. He just sat by the bed and silently watched her cry.

Wen Xiao sobbed for a while and felt a little ashamed, so don't turn your head and ignore him.

"As long as you promise me to leave that fool Xie Mingyuan behind, I will allow you to report peace to your family." the man's repressed voice came, "you have to promise me not to think about him again."

"Do you believe me when I say I don't want him?" Wen Xiao wiped his tears carelessly and said stubbornly, "or you don't want your family to know that I'm safe!"

"If I don't say it, it doesn't mean I don't know, and it doesn't mean you can fool me like a fool!"

"Brother Mingyuan saved me for the first time to deal with the prince, and do you have the same purpose today?" Wen Xiao looked at Yuan Ming. "You want to use the hands of the Wen family and the Xiao family to deal with the prince, right?"

Yuan Ming looked at the girl in silence. He didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it.

"Since you originally wanted to use me, why do you put on this look?" Wen Xiao looked at Yuan Ming sarcastically. "Whether I have brother Mingyuan in my heart or not, you won't let me go!"

"So you refused, didn't you?" Yuan Ming's face was hidden in the dark, and the mood in his tone was unpredictable.

Wen Xiao felt his sudden and fierce momentum and wisely chose to shut up.

But Yuanming didn't let her go because of her "knowledge".

"Congratulations, you have lost your brother Mingyuan forever," Yuan Ming stepped forward, effortlessly pulled away the quilt covered by Wen Xiao and pushed her step by step to a corner of the bed.

The girl keenly felt the approaching danger. She clenched her teeth and suddenly flashed aside, trying to get out of bed and run out from Yuanming.

But Yuanming obviously wouldn't give her this opportunity. The man stretched out his big hand and stopped at the waist to bring the girl back. He pressed the two wrists of Wen Xiao tightly on his head with one hand, while the other hand slipped slowly, slowly depicting the girl's graceful curve.