Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

The black car behind.

Originally, there were only Duan Xingyu and Fang Kecheng sitting in the back seat of the car. Now that An Chen sat in, he pushed Fang Kecheng directly into the middle.

Fang Kecheng was originally wondering why An Chen didn't ride in the same car with Mr. Fu.

Seeing that there were handsome guys all around her, Fang Kecheng found it hard to suppress the upward curve of his lips.

That's not bad either.

Fang Kecheng leaned forward, propped up her chin with one hand, looked at An Chen, and asked with a smile: "An Chen, are you and Mr. Fu having a quarrel?"

An Chen shook his head and said, "No."

Fang Kecheng: "Then why don't you get in the same car with him? I see his car door is open."

An Chen said: "I, I want to sit here."

People on the Internet say that it is very sad to break up with a good relationship, so I should keep some distance from my second brother these days.

Before, An Chen had considered whether or not to attend the bonfire party tonight.

After thinking for three seconds, I felt a little reluctant to give up the roast suckling pig and roast whole lamb.

Fang Kecheng asked curiously, "Anchen, are you two dating?"

An Chen said: "There's no way I can date my second brother."

Fang Kecheng asked doubtfully, "Why not? Mr. Fu is so handsome, and I think he likes you very much."

An Chen lowered his head slightly, put his hands on his knees, and said, "It's impossible anyway."

Fang Kecheng wanted to ask again: "Then you..."

Duan Xingyu stopped him and said, "Why are you so gossipy? You have to ask about everything. Don't you know what privacy is?"

Fang Kecheng turned his head to face Duan Xingyu who suddenly got angry, and asked in confusion: "If you don't want to ask, then don't ask. Why are you so fierce?"

Duan Xingyu said: "You are too gossipy, just like the old lady eating melon seeds at the entrance of the village."

"..." Fang Kecheng said angrily: "Duan Xingyu, is there water in your brain?"

An Chen looked at the two of them, not understanding why they suddenly started arguing.

Do you want to persuade him yourself?

Fang Kecheng felt it was boring and didn't want to sit with Duan Xingyu, so she asked the driver to stop the car and got out and sat in the passenger seat.

An Chen didn’t quite understand why Duan Xingyu suddenly got angry?

Duan Xingyu held his hands tightly and said with a distressed look on his face: "Anchen, you must have had a very hard time during this period, and you must be suffering inside."

An Chen: “…”

Duan Xingyu continued: "Don't worry, I will protect you in the future. No one can force you to do something you don't want to do."

An Chen: “…” What on earth is he talking about?

Fang Kecheng watched this scene through the rearview mirror with disgust in his eyes.

Sure enough, he was sick.

The two cars drove towards the bonfire party one after the other.

In ancient times, people would dance around a bonfire to celebrate after a good harvest or a successful hunt.

This form has continued to this day and has become a traditional way of celebration on the grassland, as well as an important channel for cultural inheritance and social exchange.

In recent years, more and more people have been traveling to the grassland, and many of them come here for the bonfire party, which has become a combination of tradition and business.

The annual bonfire party can attract as many as six thousand people.

This is because the number of tickets is controlled. The organizer is worried that there will be too many people and it will be difficult to manage and there will be safety issues.

Anchen and his friends’ tickets were bought by Shulito.

When they arrived, it was not early and there were cars parked everywhere.

Fortunately, the grassland has nothing special but a wide area, so there are still plenty of parking spaces.

It was also Duan Xingyu's first time to attend a bonfire party on the grassland, and he was amazed by the grand occasion.

"There are too many people here... ahhhh..." Duan Xingyu hugged his feet and jumped in place.

He looked at the instigator and said angrily, "Fang Kecheng, are you sick? Why are you stepping on me?"

Fang Kecheng shrugged and said, "Well, sorry, I did it on purpose."

Duan Xingyu was about to speak when he saw Fu Qianxun's car driving over there.

Seeing this, Duan Xingyu quickly pulled An Chen and said, "An Chen, let's go in quickly."

Fu Qianxun: “…” Isn’t it too obvious that they are targeting me?

Lin Yuan was just a step slower and the parking space was gone.

Fu Qianxun picked up his phone and made a call, "Follow An Chen from behind, don't let him find out, keep a safe distance."

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An Chen stood there and looked around, but didn't see Fu Qianxun.

I originally wanted to wait for him to go in together, but then I remembered that I had to avoid him a little bit now.

Duan Xingyu and he entered first with their tickets.

Looking inside from the outside, it seems crowded. Once you go inside, you will find that there are even more people inside.

But there were also a lot of delicious foods, and the aroma of various foods filled Anchen's face, tempting him to eat more.

An Chen and Duan Xingyu each ordered a bowl of mutton soup, and they found a small table in the corner to sit at to reduce their presence.

When Duan Xingyu saw the mutton soup served by the boss, he frowned at the large handful of coriander.

An Chen said, "You don't eat coriander, can you give it to me?"

Duan Xingyu said: "Okay."

An Chen opened the disposable chopsticks and began to pick the coriander in Duan Xingyu's bowl into his own bowl.

After looking around and confirming that Fu Qianxun hadn't caught up, Duan Xingyu looked distressed and whispered, "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely protect you in the future."

An Chen paused while picking the coriander and asked, "...what are you talking about?"

"You don't have to hide it from me. I know you're the third young master of the Fu family. Aren't you and Mr. Fu brothers?" Duan Xingyu felt sorry for An Chen when he said this. He said, "Fu Qianxun looks decent. I didn't expect him to be so perverted and want to mess with you... mess around."

An Chen: “…”

Fang Kecheng, who was just trying to sneak closer, was completely stunned when he heard these words.

She must have heard some shocking news.

An Chen is actually the third young master of the Fu family?

Aren't there only two young masters in the Fu family? When did they add another one?

Oh my God, with such a powerful identity, how could An Chen be so low-key?

So An Chen and Fu Qianxun are brothers? They are both orthopedic surgeons?

Fang Kecheng's mouth corners kept rising, and he covered his hands, trying not to laugh out loud.

Orthopedics, fun.

No wonder Duan Xingyu had such a cold face just now.

It seemed that this was the reason why he was angry at himself.

It turned out to be the case.

The expression that originally showed displeasure towards Duan Xingyu was replaced by a smile like an auntie.

Earlier, when Fang Kecheng was at the hotel entrance, she heard Lin Yuan calling out "Third Young Master" to An Chen, and she thought she was hallucinating at the time.

It now seems to be correct.

Duan Xingyu had an angry look on his face, feeling sorry for An Chen.

After picking all the coriander, An Chen took a sip of the beef soup and said with satisfaction, "So this is why you were so upset just now."

An Chen took another sip of the beef soup and then said, "Duan Xingyu, you are wrong. I was adopted by the Fu family and I am not a biological brother to my second brother."

Duan Xingyu was shocked and asked, "What? You two are not brothers?"