Noble Master’s Grand Marriage - C49

They came and went as quickly as they came.

In just a short period of time, there was no one in front of Su Yahu.

All the reporters gathered in front of Wenheng, asking all sorts of questions.

Su Yanzhu stood there motionlessly, as if his entire body didn’t belong to him.

“Sis,” An Qingchen pushed him. “Everyone’s gone. Let’s hurry up and go out.”

Su Yannan hesitated.

Her attitude just now was indeed not good. Should she go over and apologize?

She raised her eyes just in time to see Wen’s lips twitch in Wang Yingyi’s direction. Her lips were moving, and her eyes were soft, as if she was saying something amorous.

The surrounding reporters were clapping excitedly on the screen, the sounds of crackling could be heard.

It was as if a lemon had exploded in her heart. A sour and astringent juice spread along her blood …

Su Yannan immediately pulled his foot back as if he had been electrocuted.

Forget it, there’s nothing to apologize for.

She turned her head in frustration and pulled An Qingchen out of the training room. “Let’s go.”

It was only when the two left that Jiang Wen finally whispered into Wen Heng’s ear, “Young master, Miss Su is safe.”

A faint smile appeared on the corner of his lips. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said to Wang Ying, who was standing in front of him, “Do you have the honor of having a meal together tonight?”

Wang Yingyi looked at him with disdain. She rubbed her wrist and asked, “Do you want another slap to be symmetrical?”

Wang Ying’s love was famous in the circle for being tough, but she did not expect that she would not even give face to Master Wen Hengyi!

The surroundings went into an uproar.

Wenheng did not get angry, lightly laughed, and then lifted his foot to leave.

The reporters wanted to ask some more questions, but none of them were tactless.

Wangheng background brand, Wang Ying love to be tough, irritating anyone they do not have a good fruit to eat!

“…”

Not long after Su Yan pulled An Qingchen away, An Qingchen quickly broke free from his grasp.

He lowered his head to rub his wrist, concealing the disdain that flashed across his eyes.

“Sis, where are you bringing me?” he asked.

“Hospital, take care of your wound.”

An Qingchen stared blankly for a moment before shaking his head, “I’m not going.”

“Why not?” Su Yannu looked at him strangely. “Your forehead has been injured. What if you suffer a concussion?” I have to go to the hospital and check it out. ”

An Qingchen was very stubborn, with a rare trace of annoyance on his handsome face, “Sis, I don’t want to go to the hospital.”

Just as Su Yankang was about to speak, a voice suddenly called out from not too far away.

“If Qing Cen doesn’t want to go to the hospital, then so be it. We have a specialized medical team here, they will help him treat his wounds.”

Su Yan was surprised for a moment. He turned his head and saw Wang Ying Love fluttering towards him like a butterfly.

Her seaweed like long hair hung down to her waist, and the black dress she wore accentuated her charm.

With such a beauty, it was no wonder that Wen Heng would fall for her …

“Sister Ying,” Su Yan couldn’t suppress the discomfort he felt in his heart. His face turned ugly as the corners of his mouth twitched, “Why did you come out?” “You’re not …”

Wang Yingyi waved her hands, “Don’t mention it anymore. By the way, where’s Qing Cen?”

She looked An Qingchen up and down and only saw a few bruises.

“I wonder who put in the reporter. Just like that, a good interview was ruined …” Wang Ying Ai frowned. “You can be at ease. Nothing that has nothing to do with today’s interview will be leaked.”

He didn’t know why, but when Su Youting heard this, he didn’t feel relaxed in the slightest. Instead, his heart sank …

“The two of you, come with me.” The two of you, follow me.

An Qingchen was stunned. “Sis, you’re hurt too?”

Su Yan was about to wave her hand, but Wang Ying Ai had already bent down and pulled up her skirt.

His ankle was swollen like a steamed bun.

“Sis, are you alright?” An Qingchen asked with concern.

Su Yan Hu shook his head. He wanted to say “I’m fine.” However, before he could open his mouth, An Qingchen suddenly bent over and picked her up.

Su Youting was shocked and immediately struggled to get up. “Qingchen, what are you doing? Your hands are still injured, quickly let me down. It’s not like you can’t leave …”

An Qingchen looked like a weak boy, but at this moment, he was so resolute that it was unspeakable.

“You’re my sister,” he said.

Su Yannan awkwardly laid in his arms, both his hands at a loss of what to do. “It’s not like that, Qingchen. That’s not what I meant.”

Feeling her struggle, An Qingchen asked again, “Sis, do you know? “I’ve always regretted that I didn’t really hug my mother when she was still alive.”

Su Yan was surprised.

“Now, even Sis isn’t willing to give me this chance?”

Su Yannan was silent, but he had already given in.

“Sister Ying, let’s go.” An Qingchen raised his head and smiled.

He had only taken a single step when he stopped again.

“Why …” Su Yannan looked at the word ‘it’ weirdly. It stuck in his throat, unable to come out.

Wen Erheng stood not far away, looking at her with a smile that was not a smile.

He just looked at her. He was clearly smiling, but there was no emotion in his eyes. There was no anger. There was no anger. It was so calm that he was like an emotionless sculpture.

Su Yan was curled up in An Qingchen’s arms, feeling a little helpless. He didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt like he had been caught red-handed.

He had never looked at her with such a calm gaze before. Even when they were at the entrance of the training room, she had not treated him with such an evil attitude.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but Wen Heng had already lifted his foot and left, leaving her with a straight yet lonely back.

Su Youting could vaguely guess that Su Chen was angry, but why was he angry?

Qing Cen was not an outsider …

Su Yannan watched him leave like this. Just thinking about how he had just been flirting with Wang Ying, he had no desire to chase after him.

“Sis, you know him?” An Qingchen continued to hug her as she withdrew her hand, but a faint smile could still be seen on the corner of her mouth.

Su Yannan retracted his gaze as the corners of his mouth lifted with great difficulty. “Yes, I do.”

“I’ve also heard about him in the newspapers,” An Qingchen said as she walked. “Lace rumors have never stopped. Sis, you should be more careful in the future.”

Su Yannan did not reply as he hung his head in disappointment.

Wang Yingyi brought the two to a separate room. Soon, a doctor came over with a medical kit.

First, he treated a few of the superficial wounds on An Qingchen’s body. Then, with a frown, he squatted in front of Su Yannan.

“You don’t want your feet?” The doctor’s face was ugly.

Su Yan shrank his head. He knew that the severe injuries he had sustained earlier had been aggravated by his strenuous exercise. “Doctor, is the condition serious?”

The doctor took out a bottle of channel oil and passed it to her, “Pay attention to your rest in the next two days, give yourself more massage if you have time …”

Su Yan replied, “Alright, thank you, Doctor.”

After the doctor left, Wang Yingyu walked over and asked, “Oh right, didn’t I tell the security to take you down? Why did you sneak in again? ”

“Sis, Master Wen Heng brought you up here just now, right?” An Qingchen looked at her in displeasure.