my villain is too cute

Chapter 909 Spoiling the Prince (32)

The curve of Ruan Fang's lips was gentle, but the color of his eyes was a bit colder. He knew that he had a marriage contract and still said these words, it was completely to make fun of him.

Wei Yanran raised her head, as if she didn't hear clearly, "You...what did you say?"

Ruan Fang said in an innocuous tone: "I'm sorry." Seeing the woman's pale face instantly, she still showed no emotion, "I'm going to get married soon."

After only saying this, Ruan Fang said to Ye Ming: "Let's go."

"Yes."

Ye Ming pushed the wheelchair, turned and left.

Wei Yanran is not only the number one beauty in the capital, but also the number one noble daughter whom the empress has personally praised.

She is not a woman who will pester him endlessly, but she is so disrespectful, she is asking for a chance to stay by his side, not dismissing him.

Wei Yanran regained her composure and managed to remain dignified. She asked, "Can I ask why?"

Ruan Fang waved his hand to make Ye Ming stop.

The young man rested his chin on his radiant and slender fingers, and he thought for a while: Why?

Why can't others.

After thinking about it, he turned his head, with a soft look in his eyes: "Probably, it's because she can hug me." Probably so.

Unexpected and extremely perfunctory answer.

Wei Yanran: ...

When Ye Ming pushed Ruan Fang away, Wei Yanran came back to her senses, she looked at Ruan Fang's back, tightly clenched her hands, her eyes darkened instantly.

In fact, if Ruan Fang is really willing to let her be a concubine, she is a proud daughter of heaven, will she really be like this?

Hard to say.

When Ruan Fang left, the few playboys had already followed in a hurry.

On the shore, Ruan Fang waved his hand, and Ye Ming stopped.

Ruan Fang was wrapped in fox fur, and the fur covered his chin, his skin was actually a bit whiter than the snow-white fox fur.

"Go and let her come over, I'm cold."

The cool wind gradually picked up, and the place where it stopped was behind the peach blossom grove, which could barely block the wind, and when it got on the bridge, Ruan Fang's body couldn't bear it.

Ye Ming looked at the young man's pale face, and frowned: "Okay, I'll call Shi Zifei right away."

Ye Ming left, Ruan Fang buried his face in the fox fur, a gust of wind blew by, shivering.

"Are we really going to do this?"

Not far behind Ruan Fang, several teenagers surrounded the tree, secretly plotting to kill him.

"What? Cowardly!"

"No, it's not that he's not in good health, he won't live well for a few years... Will something happen if we do this."

"How can it be so weak? It's so close to the flower boat. We'll run away after we've pushed. Why don't we just call for someone?"

"I still don't think it's reliable..."

"Then you don't want to go with us, but he actually rejected Miss Wei, you have to teach him a lesson no matter what!"

"Then... go?"

"Walk……"

A few teenagers approached Ruan Fang step by step, Ruan Fang seemed to be aware of it, looked back, and what caught in his eyes was a hand.

The leading young man in a dark blue robe pushed a wheelchair, with a haughty expression on his face, "I don't know what to do if you refuse Miss Wei!"

The wheelchair was on the shore, less than five steps away from the lake. Although the wheels were stuck, they still couldn't withstand the youth's strength and turned backwards.

"Puff-"

The heavy object fell into the lake, and the water splashed in all directions.

The cold came from all directions, and the lake water poured in from the ears, eyes, and nose, and Ruan Fang subconsciously held his breath.

The white fox fur, which was originally used to resist the cold, became a burden at this time, soaked in water, and fell heavily with the thin figure of the young man.

The calm surface of the lake is sparkling, and there is a sense of peace and tranquility under the sun. The light is refracted on the lake surface, and the bottom of the lake is fragmented and mottled shadows.

Bone cold.

His eyes were blurred, and his body seemed to be about to lose consciousness.

he is dying...

(End of this chapter)