After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

"Oh, that's pretty crazy."

Some people around laughed: "You thought you had someone to protect you?"

Wen Jin looked at them coldly, with no disguising the disgust in his eyes. What a bunch of bastards who take advantage of others.

"Why? Are you not convinced?"

"You are blessed that your brother can touch you,"

As the man spoke, he stretched out his hand towards Wen Jin's face. The group of people laughed, and just when they thought they were about to succeed, a hand stretched out from nowhere and grabbed the dog's paw.

Lin Xiao waved the phone in front of the other party, and tapped the dial button with his fingertips: "How about I call Uncle Hat?"

"Everyone come in and have some tea?"

"Where did you get this from?"

"I came from home. You stink of shit. Did you come from a cesspool?"

"That's enough. Don't you feel ashamed when so many people are watching you bully a woman? How can you survive in the circle if this gets out?"

Lin Xiao shook off the other person's hand, turned around and motioned him to look behind him. When the man turned around, his expression changed.

He glared at Wen Jin angrily: "Don't let me see you again if you can."

Wen Jin leaned on the sofa and looked at Lin Xiao, smiling lightly: "When you hugged someone and danced, you never forgot to pay attention to me."

Lin Xiao snorted, moved closer to her, hooked his arm and rubbed it from time to time, like a puppy: "Of course not, you will always be number one in my heart."

"Do you know those people just now?"

"I've seen him a few times."

"Is it the dog beside Shen Xunzhou again?"

The dog beside Shen Xunzhou?

No, no, no, he never likes to hang out in circles. Even if he accidentally entered a circle, it was Shi Jinghong and his group who led him there. As for your group just now, they are just like her before, all of them are dogs who cling to Shen Xunzhou's thighs.

"You go have fun, I'm going outside to get some fresh air," Wen Jin felt depressed, the deafening music in the bar made her head buzz.

It's hard to be quiet.

"Then wait for me to go back together. If you have anything, call me. I have my phone with me."

"it is good."

This store is located on Centennial Avenue, a famous literary and artistic street in Nanyang. Houses nearby are hard to buy even if you have money.

The plane trees on both sides of the road frame the road, the warm yellow street lights are turned down, and the mottled shadows of the trees flutter in the night breeze.

Like a veil.

Pushing up waves.

Fresh air blew towards him, and Wen Jin sighed deeply.

Just wanted to stretch.

A sharp cry came from not far away. She looked sideways and saw a child running towards her trying to cross the road. The red light on the opposite side had just passed and the car started to speed up, obviously unable to stop.

Wen Jin didn't think twice, rushed out, lifted the child by the collar with one hand, supported himself on the hood of the car with the other hand, and used the force to hold the child in his arms.

With a bang, I was hit by a car and thrown to the side of the road.

"Xiaohan."

"Xiaohan."

"Are you OK?"

"Beauty?"

"Where did you hit?"

The sounds coming from all around made Wen Jin feel like she was in a dream environment, and a large group of NPCs greeted her.

But she was shrouded in mist and could not hear anything.

"Miss Wen."

Wen Jin let go of the child, propped himself up and shook his head. The moment he regained consciousness, he saw an elegant face wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

This is...........

"Miss Wen, are you okay?"

Ling Jibai?

Shen Xunzhou’s mortal enemy in his previous life?

Could the child she just rescued be the autistic child from the Ling family?

"It's...it's okay," Wen Jin forced himself to stand up.

He staggered after taking two steps and nearly fell, but was caught by Ling Jibai.

The driver was sweating profusely, "Oh my god!!! Oh my god!!!"

"Let's go to the hospital!" Why walk? If he gets a brain hemorrhage or something, his life will be ruined.

Are you playing with him?

What kind of idol drama are you acting in?

"Let's go to the hospital first," Ling Jibai didn't give her a chance to refuse. He carried her into the car and drove straight to the hospital.

After all the examinations, Wen Jin was so tired that he fell asleep, and when he woke up it was already early the next morning.

The curtains in the ward were not drawn, and the glaring sunlight woke her up.

Subconsciously, she reached out to touch the cell phone on the bedside table.

After searching for a while, I finally felt a hand.

She was startled awake.

"it's me."

"Scared you?"

Wen Jin sat on the bed looking at the man in front of her and suddenly remembered what happened last night.

"You didn't go home last night?"

"Miss Wen is like that. If I go back on my own, wouldn't it be a bit inhumane?"

"What about me?" she asked.

"He passed out." Ling Jibai responded. Seeing Wen Jin's face change slightly, he added, "The doctor said it's nothing serious. You just fell asleep due to excessive fatigue."

"Thank you," Wen Jin sat up and adjusted his posture: "How is the child?"

"Just a scratch, nothing serious, thanks to Miss Wen."

Wen Jin nodded: "That's good."

In her previous life, she had little interaction with the Ling family. She just heard that the Ling family had set up a foundation to care for autistic children, and she and Shen Xunzhou had attended two dinners there.

I donated a lot of money, but I didn’t expect that in this life...everything is changing.

Ever since she didn't marry Shen Xunzhou, everything was developing in a direction she didn't know.

"My family takes yesterday's incident very seriously and would like to invite Miss Wen to have a meal together to thank her in person..."

"No need," Wen Jin threw off the quilt and got out of bed, preparing to leave: "No matter whose child it was yesterday, I would have made the same choice."

"Mr. Ling, I didn't decide to do this just to get someone's thanks."

"Thank you for your care last night. I'm leaving now."

"Ms. Wen," Ling Jibai was stunned. He was rejected so straightforwardly that he was unable to react.

Seeing Wen Jin walk to the door, he followed him out.

As soon as she walked out of the ward, she saw Shen Xunzhou standing in front of Wen Jin, looking her up and down with a cold look.

Just like a jealous and mad husband.

Wen Jin thought, Nanyang is so small!

Even the smallest thing can spread hundreds of miles away.

"Are you hurt anywhere?" Shen Xunzhou asked.

Wen Jin shook his head: "No."

"Want to go back?"

"Yes," Wen Jin responded, and glanced at Ling Jibai behind him: "Mr. Ling said he would send me off."

Ling Jibai?

Shen Xunzhou raised his eyelids slightly, glanced at the person standing behind him, and pursed his thin lips to hide his displeasure.

"I'll take you there," he said, bending down to hold Wen Jin's hand.

But Wen Jin dodged it.

Ling Jibai stood behind and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Isn't it said that Wen Jin likes Shen Xunzhou very much?

Is it really like the rumors? After sleeping with her, she found that it didn't work, so she stopped loving her?

Ling Jibai hooked his lips wickedly, went along with it, walked over and stood beside Wen Jin, and said in a flat tone: "Let's go!"

Shen Xunzhou stood there and watched them leave.

The hands hanging by his side tightened and loosened, loosened and tightened again.

It's like he's trying hard to hide something.