Chapter 179 Only Favored
Bian Yue thought, this should be the case. It was the first time someone held the stars in her hands.

The usually indifferent and reserved man sat in the cool and dry night, accompanied by a pool of starlight like water, and set off fireworks with her.

Bian Yue actually felt that there was nothing that could make her more content.

Her eyes felt sore and she raised her hand to touch them, feeling a little wet.

So Bian Yue tried to cover it up, deliberately changed the subject, and asked, "Which star do you like better? The one I discovered, or the one you discovered?"

The fairy wand burned to the bottom, and the surroundings became dark again. Bian Yue felt Shen Jinci's kiss on her forehead.

He said, "I only like the moon."

I mean, the plants and trees in the world wither and grow, everything is born and dies, but I only like you, and this will never change.
It was already late when Wen Jiao returned home from Honey.

On the way, she also received a message from Bian Yue. Miss Bian Yue said to her happily: Wen Jiao, Shen Jinci and I went out for dinner, and he gave me a very beautiful lantern and a fairy wand!
Wen Jiao watched and could probably guess how innocent and cute Bian Yue looked when she sent these messages.

In fact, Wen Jiao hasn't seen Bian Yue's childish side for several years.

Li Siheng's change of heart was enough to make Bian Yue lose all her fantasies and romance at that time.

But Shen Jinci really took good care of her and made her return to her carefree self.

Wen Jiao was happy for Bian Yue.

She sent a voice message to Bian Yue, and said as she opened the door: "Yueyue, as long as you are happy, I am happy for you too."

After sending the voice message, Wen Jiao turned on the light, and the next moment, he was stunned.

No one knew when Wei Shuqian arrived. He was standing at the entrance, dressed in black. It was so dark that Wen Jiao didn't notice him.

But now, he looked at himself, his gorgeous eyes and eyebrows were deep, and there was a hint of hostility on him, which was out of tune with everything around him.

Wen Jiao sighed inwardly and smiled, "Why are you here with me so late?"

"You have been going out early and coming back late recently, and you have been with Bian Yue every day. If I hadn't come to your house, I probably wouldn't have seen you today, right?" Wei Shugan's voice was flat and too calm, and no emotion could be heard.

Wen Jiao smiled and said jokingly, "Wei Shuqian, if you talk like that, I'll think you're a nagging woman."

After saying that, she walked past Wei Shuqian and went inside.

Wei Shuqian followed behind her, always keeping a certain distance.

Wen Jiao walked to the refrigerator and just opened it, Wei Shuqian stood behind her and closed it easily.

Wen Jiao's temples were throbbing violently. She turned her head and looked at Wei Shuqian, "What do you want?"

"Wen Jiao, we are getting married soon."

"I know."

"Do you really know?"

"Every day, there are all kinds of people coming to inform me, telling me that we are getting married, we need to order wedding dresses, book a venue, send out invitations, there are so many people, I really know."

"If you really knew, how could you treat me like this?" Wei Shugan's eyes were filled with gloom. After so many years of living on the edge of a knife, his temperament was so intimidating that there was not a trace of warmth or tenderness at all.

Wen Jiao saw it clearly and saw anger in his eyes.

But if you really look at it carefully, you will feel a little aggrieved.

"What have I done to you? I have obeyed your orders, Wei Shuqian."

"That's not what you want."

"Then what do you want?" Wen Jiao sneered.

"You know what I want." "I don't know."

"you know!"

"I don't."

Before Wen Jiao could finish her words, Wei Shuqian had already grabbed her neck, pushed her against the refrigerator, and kissed her hard.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally let go. When he spoke, his voice was trembling, "Wen Jiao, you know, you know."

Wen Jiao looked at Wei Shuqian, and there was a fragmented light in his eyes that began to spread.

Her heart ached, her hands clenched subconsciously, and she said hoarsely, "We are getting married, isn't that enough?"

"Wen Jiao, tell me, why did you leave me in the first place? We were fine the day before, weren't we? How could a person change overnight? I don't believe it."

Perhaps it was the night, or perhaps it was because it had been so long since he returned home, but he couldn't sleep every night and finally admitted that he had lost.

He still wanted to kneel before her and beg her to love him.

Wei Shuqian slowly released the hand that was holding Wen Jiao's neck. He bent down slightly, held Wen Jiao in his arms, and carefully tightened his arms. His face was pressed against the warm and beating pulse on her neck.

"Jiaojiao, I know that when we broke up, you must have thought that I hated you." His voice became weak.
Wen Jiao's eyelashes trembled. She slowly raised her hand, as if she wanted to touch Wei Shuqian's back, "Xiao Shu."

Wei Shuqian's eyes widened, and he hugged Wen Jiao tighter in disbelief. Those memories were like a tide, overwhelming him in an instant.

In the simple rental house, the girl Wen Jiao, dressed in bright and flashy clothes, sat on his washed-white bed sheets.

He half-knelt in front of her and put on her socks.

Wen Jiao smiled brightly, with an infatuated look on her face. She asked him, "What did your foster mother call you? Shu Qian? Xiao Shu?"

His ears turned red, and the veins on the back of his hand, which was pinching his socks, bulged. He looked at her with a little helplessness, and his warning words had no deterrent effect at all.

"Don't call me that!"

Wen Jiao suddenly became interested and called him repeatedly: "Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu?"

Wei Shuqian frowned, pinched her ankles and pulled her into his arms, and saw her surprised face.

"Don't call me that anymore."

Wen Jiao felt flustered for a moment, but then she hugged him. Her voice was so gentle and matter-of-fact. She said, "Don't you think Xiao Shu is nice? Wei Shuqian, I have never given anyone a nickname. I only give nicknames to people I like. Are you sure you don't allow me to call you that?"

She is a fairy who is good at manipulating people's hearts.

She knew exactly how to make him feel distracted.

What has changed to this day?

Wei Shuqian hugged Wen Jiao tightly in the silence of the room. He said, "Wen Jiao, you are such a proud person, you won't lie, right?"

Wen Jiao had never thought that Wei Shuqian would come back to find her after so many years.

And now Wen Jiao has never thought about it. Although all the misunderstandings still exist, Wei Shuqian really loves her, loves her so much that he can still love her despite the misunderstandings.

Wen Jiao was speechless. The mask he had been wearing finally shattered, and he showed signs of collapse.

She was speechless, but her eyes were red.

Wei Shuqian certainly noticed her strangeness, he hugged her tighter and whispered, "Jiaojiao, tell me, okay?"

Wen Jiao closed her eyes tightly, and opened them again, with an even stronger sense of brokenness in her eyes. "Wei Shuqian, do you really want to know?"

Wei Shuqian held Wen Jiao's shoulders, staring into her eyes, and spoke word by word: "I really want to know."