My bodyguard is super cold

When Jiang Yuanbao went out, he saw Wen Hongyuan on the driver's seat of the car. Wen Hongyuan's hands were on the steering wheel, and he was in a daze, his eyes were colorless at this moment.

"Wen Hongyuan!" Jiang Yuanbao called Wen Hongyuan's name, but Wen Hongyuan didn't seem to hear it. It wasn't until he knocked on the glass that Wen Hongyuan looked up and saw him.

When seeing Jiang Yuanbao, Wen Hongyuan was a little surprised: "Master Jiang, why did you come out?"

Jiang Yuanbao still wondered why Wen Hongyuan was outside, and he searched around inside.

"Why don't you go in? Jiang Xing'an was looking for you just now."

Wen Hongyuan was obviously taken aback for a moment: "Jiang Xing'an looking for me?"

Probably because he found it inconceivable that Jiang Xing'an would look for him. Jiang Xing'an's attitude towards him was extremely bad. He probably wished that he would not see him, so why would he look for him.

"Yes, yes, come in with me," Jiang Yuanbao said.

Wen Hongyuan frowned: "But he didn't give me an invitation letter, so I can't get in."

Jiang Yuanbao: "..."

Jiang Xing'an stayed alone in the bathroom for a while, but the annoyance in his heart didn't diminish. The hall outside was still lively, but Jiang Xing'an felt that everything had nothing to do with him.

It would be fine if it really didn't matter, and it would be fine if the protagonist wasn't him.

Jiang Xing'an propped himself on the sink, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

"I don't like this, why are you still getting engaged?" The sudden voice from behind made Jiang Xing'an's eyes widen.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that annoying ghost standing at the door.

When Wen Hongyuan came in, he closed the bathroom door by the way. He frowned and looked at the present Jiang Xing'an. Today's Jiang Xing'an has been well-dressed and looks really handsome.

Jiang Xing'an stared at the person in front of him: "What's the matter with you?"

Sure enough, the meddler came, Jiang Xingan washed his hands and prepared to go out.

When passing by Wen Hongyuan, Wen Hongyuan grabbed his wrist: "Have you really made up your mind?"

When Wen Hongyuan's warm skin touched Jiang Xing'an's wet wrist, Jiang Xing'an felt an electric shock and wanted to shake off his hand, but this feeling was numb.

"Let go, how did you come in, who let you in, I don't welcome you to my wedding, get out quickly!" Jiang Xing'an wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that Wen Hongyuan held it tightly.

Wen Hongyuan's face was rather gloomy, making it hard to see what he was thinking. He just grabbed Jiang Xing'an's wrist and stared at Jiang Xing'an closely.

"Jiang Xing'an." Wen Hongyuan called Jiang Xing'an's name very seriously. In those deep eyes, there was an emotion that Jiang Xing'an couldn't understand.