Wen Heng smiled helplessly and was about to take the wine from Han Yizhou, but was stopped by Qu Mubai.
"He has a wound on his face. Don't drink it. It will cause inflammation."
He grabbed the wine in front of Wen Heng and drank it all.
"I'll just drink it for him."
I don't know if it was because the wine was too strong or they drank too much, but after three rounds, Wen Heng and Qiao Bai were the only two people sober left in the group.
Wen Heng sent Lu Zhiming, who was still treating him as a brother and asking him to treat Qu Mubai well, to the room upstairs. He helped Qu Jiugui, who was slumped on the sofa, up and took out the car keys from his trouser pocket. He said to Qiao Bai, who was standing by and taking a bite from time to time,
"Let's go."
"Okay!" She stuffed another big mouthful of fried fish fillet into her mouth, wiped the corner of her mouth and followed Wen Heng to his side. Looking at his superior profile, she couldn't help but
"So handsome!"
"What?" Wen Heng turned his head.
"No, nothing..." Qiao Bai, annoyed at having said what was in his heart, tried to change the subject, "Hey, you know what, this restaurant is quite delicious. I'll bring you here next time. By the way, you..."
"Qiao Bai."
Wen Heng suddenly interrupted Qiao Bai. She turned her head and saw the boy next to her looking straight ahead, but his hands were gently supporting the drunkard in his arms. She heard his hesitant voice.
"Your body..."
"I'm fine." Qiao Bai answered Wen Heng's question first, as if to comfort him, "Really, I'm fine, don't worry about me."
Don't feel guilty about it. Facing such strong parents, anyone would have a rebellious mentality, not to mention...
In the dark car, Wen Heng sat in the driver's seat, with Qu Mubai, who had fallen asleep, next to him. He replayed the conversation he had just had with Qiao Bai in his mind.
In fact, she already has suitable resources for surgery, but her condition is now under control, and Qiao's parents think that it would be good for her health if a blood relative donated the organ, so they repeatedly persuaded Wen Heng.
Really are......
Wen Heng let out a long sigh, lowered his head, and slowly tightened his fingers on the steering wheel. It was really enough!
Perhaps because she felt that the stimulation to Wen Heng was not big enough, Qiao Bai later hesitantly said that the two people in her family were now discussing arranging her marriage with Qu Mubai.
"I don't agree. Don't worry, my sister will never do something like stealing someone else's husband!"
"It's just...brother, are you sure you can be with him in the end?"
sure?
Wen Heng let out a long sigh. The dark car was unusually quiet. He stared at the traffic outside the window for a moment, then finally turned the key and started the car.
"Who knows..."
This was his answer at the time. Qu Mubai in his arms was still moving around, probably because he was uncomfortable and wanted to break free from Wen Heng's restraints. The street lights on the side of the road suddenly lit up, and under the orange light, sparks seemed to be burning in his light brown eyes.
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After I became a stand-in, I made the male protagonist cry[MTL]
General Fiction"After I became a stand-in, I made the male protagonist cry" Author: Mian Qi [Complete] Wen Heng traveled through time and became a delicate and pitiful, powerless, and ultimately physically and mentally abused supporting role stand-in. He got a...