When the villain does not follow the script to die

He Siheng came in a hurry, hurried over, and saw her standing there like a green pine.Even with the grievances on his face, he remained calm and self-possessed, with a straight back and waist showing good self-cultivation. He stood there coldly facing the bullying uncle and nephew, and walked over from a distance to see her intact. I breathed a sigh of relief.

She straightened her back, walked past He Siheng with her hands relaxed naturally, pretending that nothing happened, but her expression showed a look of resignation, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, she bet that He Siheng was not deep in the world After being poisoned by the green tea bitch!
Shi Jingjing gave her a warning look, Teng Shuyue's mouth curled into a mocking sneer, and he just planned to leave quickly.

The walking speed pretended to be faster, and the moment he passed by He Siheng, there was even a sense of loneliness on his face, as if there was still friendship in the corners of his brows and eyes.

She didn't forget me!
This was the only thing left in He Siheng's mind!There was almost no reaction in the next moment, the big hand had already grasped her slender white wrist, and He Siheng realized in the next second, but he didn't let go, and the clenched big hand tightened even more, as if he was afraid that she would leave.

"She hit you?"

Are you blind!
She complained about him a hundred times in her heart, but when she answered, she still turned her eyes away and shook her head, without explaining, "No, Miss Shi just doesn't like me."

And at this moment, Shi Yuanyuan, who turned around after hearing another voice, saw that He Siheng was behind them all the time, so didn't he see...

Shi Yuanyuan turned pale immediately, trying to explain something, "Mr. Xiao He, listen to me, I didn't hit her!"

After finishing speaking, seeing He Siheng put all her heart on Teng Shuyue, a trace of malice flashed across her eyes, and she said loudly: "You know who she is, but you still..."

He Siheng just gave her a hard look, "Shut up!"

His eyes were as cold as frost, full of disgust, he didn't care what she wanted to explain, and pulled her away without saying a word.

Out of the corner of her eye, she could still see Shi Jingjing whispering something to Shi Yuanyuan, and Shi Yuanyuan stared fiercely at the direction they were leaving, and stomped her feet with a ferocious face. At this moment, she suddenly felt that she was not so angry anymore?

"What are you pulling me for?"

He wanted to leave, wanted to let it go, but Teng Shuyue still wanted to take revenge on the spot, he didn't plan to leave directly at all, he broke free from his extremely tight hand, and whispered: "Let go! "

He Siheng let go of her wrist, and when he saw the red wrist that was strangled by him, a trace of remorse flashed in his eyes, as if he blamed himself for his strength, so he asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Obviously it didn't hurt at all, but she still lowered her head in a timely manner and didn't speak.

"She hit you, does it hurt?"

Teng Shuyue looked down at his slightly red wrist, pursed his lips, and turned away his cheek.

Therefore, in He Siheng's eyes, this appearance became a compromise, unwilling to embarrass the He family by making a big fuss, everything was for his own sake, and he couldn't help feeling a little more distressed in his eyes.

He Siheng silently pulled her away from the place just now. There was no one behind the building, only the palace lantern not far away emitting a faint white light.

He Siheng stared at her fiercely, trying to question her, but he didn't know what position he should be in. He gritted his teeth and remained silent for a long time, and finally he just told her viciously: "Next time she hits you again, you hit back!"

Teng Shuyue sneered in his heart, should I call back?No, why should I let her hit me?
But he still nodded obediently and said, "Yeah."

He Siheng clenched his hands tightly and didn't say a word for a long time. He didn't make up his mind until his phone vibrated. He gritted his teeth and asked Teng Shuyue, "You wanted to marry me before?"

Teng Shuyue lowered his eyes and looked very sad, but out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the phone he took out from his trousers pocket, which showed that it was—uncle.

Sure enough, He Siheng didn't ask for an answer at this moment, he let go of her wrist quickly, turned around and went to the side to answer the phone, maybe he had something to do, or something, anyway, when he turned around, he looked deeply at her. Teng Shuyue glanced, turned and left here, as if nothing happened just now.

Teng Shuyue glanced at the time, the banquet should be about to officially begin, and everyone returned to their seats one after another. She saw one or two people scattered outside the house, and stepped inside, just in time to see the anxious face standing at the door Waiting for her Zhao Zihe.

Feeling warm in his heart, he stepped forward and held her arm, "wait for me?"

"Where have you been?" Zhao Zihe pulled her and walked inside.

"Turn around in the back garden." Teng Shuyue followed her and walked in. She was wearing a black velvet long dress today, while Zhao Zihe was wearing a silver-white mermaid skirt, which outlined her perfect figure. , slightly plump than Teng Shuyue's figure, looks graceful and noble.

The two were walking together, one with long legs and wasp waist was completely imprisoned in this black dress, and the other was plump and sexy with a perfect outline, like a pair of black and white swans dancing together, arrogant and flawless, yet perfectly integrated.

The picture is eye-catching, but at the same time, people also noticed that this woman in black dress is the Teng Shuyue who threatened to quit the entertainment industry, and they couldn't help but wonder, why is she here?

But she soon got the answer. The woman next to her was from the Zhao family, and she sat next to Zhao Ziwei and Mrs. Zhao as soon as she came over. Could it be that……

"Brother Ziwei."

As soon as Teng Shuyue and Zhao Zihe sat down, Aunt Hong handed them two glasses of juice, "Are you thirsty?"

Zhao Zihe picked it up and just took a sip, when she heard a sweet voice from behind, her glass of water almost spilled all over her body, but even so, a few drops of the glass of juice still spilled out and landed on Teng Shuyue on the dress.

She was startled, and quickly picked up a paper towel to help wipe it, but Teng Shuyue didn't care, took the paper towel and wiped it twice to reassure her, "It doesn't matter if the velvet doesn't get wet."

Only then did Zhao Zihe feel relieved, turned around and stared fiercely at the woman who had just made the sound, and said coldly, "Why are you again? A lingering thing."

Teng Shuyue also looked back, and couldn't help sighing that the world is really small. The old woman with jewels standing beside that "girl" was surprisingly the old woman who raised Deng Pan some time ago. Going into the battle and scolding people in person, the limelight is unrivaled, as if he has a lot of power to speak.

I thought I would trample her on the soles of my feet, but I didn't expect someone to post the video of that day on the Internet. Although she was mosaiced, people who knew her naturally recognized the woman standing next to Deng Pan It is her.It's just that everyone is in this circle, so no one has come forward to speak out, but they have already ridiculed for a long time behind their backs, it's just that they didn't mention it in front of her, she didn't know that's all.

At this moment, Zhao Ziwei also saw the girl who followed, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but his good upbringing prevented him from getting angry on the spot, so he just said to her lightly, "Apologize."