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The music in the bar was getting more and more exciting, and Xie Wenxuan couldn't help but squeeze into the center of the dance floor to wrestle with those enchanting boys while holding his glass.

Yan Wujing looked at the liberated Xie Wenxuan on the dance floor, he felt very speechless, and even suspected that it was a mistake for him to go out for a drink with Xie Wenxuan tonight.

At this time, just as he got up and was about to leave the bar hall, Tao Qing suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked his way.

"Brother Jing..."

Yan Wujing put his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at the aggrieved Tao Qing in front of him, looked coldly, and said, "What's the matter?"

"I heard you had a fight with An Xiaojing."

Yan Wujing frowned, very puzzled.

"Who did you hear?"

Yan Wujing looked in the direction of Xie Wenxuan. Tao Qing worried that Yan Wujing might misunderstand, so he immediately explained: "It wasn't Brother Wenxuan who told me, or I overheard someone passing it on, and then my friend happened to see you here, so I Just come over."

"It's not your turn to intervene in the matter between me and him."

Yan Wujing walked around Tao Qing and wanted to leave. Tao Qing worried that he would leave, so he quickly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Brother Jing, do you hate me that much? I don't pester you, I just want to be friends with you, I really won't pester you to let you be my boyfriend, I just want to be with you A normal friend, can’t you?”

Yan Wujing shook off Tao Qing's hand, and looked down at Tao Qing.

"If you never liked me, maybe we would become friends, but now there is no such possibility, and I will tell you one last time, don't appear in front of me again, I don't want to waste time on We have nothing to say in our conversation with you."

Yan Wujing bypassed Tao Qing, and left the bar hall without looking back. Tao Qing looked at Yan Wujing's back, and burst into tears.

"Tao Qing."

Xie Wenxuan had appeared beside Tao Qing at some point. He saw Tao Qing crying bitterly, and kindly handed Tao Qing a tissue.

"Tao Qing, if it wasn't for your brother's sake, Wujing probably wouldn't even talk to you, so you should stop pestering him."

"Brother Wenxuan, why doesn't Brother Jing like me? Am I that bad?"

"It doesn't necessarily mean that you are bad. How can you be bad as the second young master of the Tao family? But in matters of relationship, Wujing likes An Xiaojing. This is a fact, and you can't change it."

"Can't he like me? Why must he like An Xiaojing?"

Xie Wenxuan put his hands in his trouser pockets, he looked bewildered, he suddenly didn't know how to answer Tao Qing's question.

"Tao Qing, even if he doesn't like An Xiaojing, he won't like you, he used to treat you like a younger brother.

Now, it is estimated that they are strangers.So, stop pestering him, or he will just ask your brother to send you to the training camp for a few years, then you will be a sad reminder. "

"Then I'd rather go to training camp for a few years, and I don't have to watch him cry every day."

Xie Wenxuan seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke, he laughed and said: "Are you a girl? You still have to wash your face with tears, can you be a little man?"

Tao Qing sniffed and cried even more sadly.

Xie Wenxuan couldn't stand others crying in front of him, whether it was a little girl or a boy, he would collapse if he cried in front of him.

"Hey, my ancestor, why are you crying? Can you stop crying? People will think I'm bullying you."

Tao Qing rushed into Xie Wenxuan's arms, and Xie Wenxuan was completely surrounded.

"You... what are you doing in my arms?"

Xie Wenxuan grabbed Tao Qing's shoulders with both hands, and when he was about to push him away, he accidentally saw Ye Ling standing not far away looking at him and Tao Qing.

Ye Ling was shocked at first, then turned around in frustration.