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Ah Wen opened his mouth and looked away in a panic: "No...never."

He was afraid that Feng Qingzhu would propose marriage if he opened his mouth, he was terrified, but also had a faint expectation.

Ah Wen was bullied by Chen Beidou that day, and had already given up all hope, but Feng Qingzhu appeared just like that, shot him and brought him out of hell.

At that time, he thought, if he could be with such a person in this life...it would be worth it.

After Feng Qingzhu asked, his heart beat.

He has no parents, he has the final say on family affairs, but marriage is a matter between two people.

Even if it's a new time, it seems wrong to just open your mouth.

Feng Qingzhu regretted it secretly, seeing Ah Wen's hands clenched into fists on his knees, he was even more embarrassed, coughed lightly and said, "I... I'm asking a friend I know well."

"What?!" Ah Wen suddenly raised his head, his body trembling slightly under great joy and sorrow, and the loss in his eyes was clearly written there.

Feng Qingzhu's eyebrows twitched as he realized something: "Awen..."

"That's how it is." Ah Wen interrupted Feng Qingzhu's words, stood up abruptly, gritted his teeth and said goodbye, "Thank you sir for saving your life, but I have to discuss matters of marriage with my parents. I don't have any plans to get married yet. It is to disappoint Mr.

Feng Qingzhu was extremely remorseful: "Awen, I didn't mean that."

"I know that Mr.'s friends are either rich or noble, and Mr. makes a marriage match, naturally he is flattering me." Ah Wen smiled, "Unfortunately, I don't have that blessing... It's getting late, so I'm leaving now. "

Feng Qingzhu couldn't stop him, and watched Ah Wen leave.

Subsequent greetings naturally fell into the sea, and Ah Wen never responded once.

Ah Wen didn't see Feng Qingzhu, and Chen Beidou, who was almost collapsed by Feng Qingzhu, started to think again.

Chen Beidou, the overlord, was annoyed that Feng Qingzhu cut him off, but now he heard that A Wen even disappeared from the Feng family, so he was so happy that he also posted a greeting card that day.

Unexpectedly, it was still a closed door.

Chen Beidou didn't have the patience of Feng Qingzhu, so after being shut down, he waved his hand and sent someone to Luo's house to forcefully bring Awen to the restaurant. No. I don't know how many concubines.

Ah Wen's face was ashen, and Chen Beidou pressed him on his lap and poured wine.

He was unarmed, and the young and old in the family were controlled by this man, so there was nothing he could do but drink.

Poor Ah Wen was still at the age of school, forcefully poured and vomited twice, and was carried into the bathroom for the last time, vomited so much that he couldn't get up, and was dragged back.

Feng Qingzhu, who was attending the reception, happened to pass by. At first he thought the bathroom was for an ordinary drunk son, until he saw Awen's blue-gray clothes and slender ankles exposed outside the bathroom, his heart sank suddenly.

"What are you doing?"

When Chen Beidou's people saw Feng Qingzhu, their expressions were ugly: "Master Feng, it's none of your business here."

"Why, why don't you let me take care of it?" Feng Qingzhu sneered and winked, and his subordinates rushed over immediately.

"Master, this is... this is the young master of the Luo family." A moment later, there was an exclamation from the bathroom.

In one sentence, Feng Qingzhu's complexion completely darkened.

He strode over, not too dirty, bent down and hugged Awen, who was slumped on the ground, smelling of alcohol, in his arms.

"Master Feng!" Chen Beidou's subordinates chased him out, "This...this is our concubine of the Chen family, how could you..."

"Concubine?" Feng Qingzhu couldn't suppress his anger, and almost kicked the servant in front of him away, but he was still a scholar at heart, so he wouldn't do such an outrageous thing, so he just raised his hand and pressed the man's shoulder, sinking He said, "Tell Chen Beidou that Ah Wen and I have already had a marriage contract. If you want to snatch it, you can come to our Fengfu to snatch it!"

After finishing speaking, he hurried home with a group of people.

Arvin drank too much.

Lying in Feng Qingzhu's arms, he retched from time to time along the way, but couldn't vomit anything, so he curled up in the seat and trembled with his arms folded.

After arriving home, Feng Qingzhu called the doctor again, and fed him a mild soup. After a while of busy work, it was already the middle of the night.

Ah Wen fell into a light sleep, the tails of his eyes were scarlet, and his brows were full of fatigue.

Feng Qingzhu took off his coat and sat beside him pinching his brows.

By this time, he was also tired, but Ah Wen couldn't live without people, and if he felt uncomfortable, he still had to be given medicine.

Feng Qingzhu opened his eyes, looked at the figure on the bed, and sighed silently.

It was his fault that gave Chen Beidou an opportunity.

If he had directly asked for a marriage last time, Ah Wen could live in Feng's house, and he would not suffer from being forced to drink.

The matter has come to this point, it's useless to talk, Feng Qingzhu got up and poured himself a glass of water, when he passed by the bed, he leaned over to Ah Wen, wanting to see his face, but unexpectedly, Ah Wen opened his eyes.

The two sides looked at each other, and before Feng Qingzhu could speak, Ah Wen greeted him with a slap.

Fortunately, he dodged in time, and Ah Wen only knocked over the tea bowl.

"Don't touch me!" There was despair in the hoarse voice, Feng Qingzhu looked over, and Ah Wen's bloodshot eyes were empty, obviously not awake.

He picked up the fragments on the ground, did not let the servants who heard the movement come in, changed the quilt lightly, and sat on the side of the bed under Awen's guarded gaze: "It's me."

Awen trembled.

"It's me, Feng Qingzhu."

The name Feng Qingzhu awakened Ah Wen's rationality, and the light gathered in his eyes.

Awen tilted his head, stared at Feng Qingzhu's face vigilantly, for a moment, turned his head fiercely: "You don't want to marry me, what are you doing to save me!...Or some friend wants to marry his concubine, so he thought of me ?”

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