The passers-by are vicious

Even Han Ji-hyun felt the air pressure drop around her when Cha Soo-hyuk appeared.

I couldn't get a name in the first place, and now another one pops up. Wouldn't it be even more difficult?

Bai Yichen's face turned pale instantly. Although he had been mentally prepared, he couldn't accept it when it really happened.

One woman and four men sat quietly at the dining table.

Except for Jiang Wanwan who was eating seriously, the other four were looking at each other, wanting to see what their love rivals were capable of.

Only Bai Yichen pinched his palms tightly. Even though his nails had dug deeply into the flesh and even blood had dyed his palms red, he still did not stop the action.

He raised his eyes to look at Jiang Wanwan, who was sitting in the main seat and didn't care about their expressions at all. Suddenly, an indescribable tremor surged in his heart, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

After the meal, everyone gathered around Jiang Wanwan. Only Bai Yichen was not as lively as when he was alone with her just now. His eyes, which were always filled with melancholy, looked even more tired.

Seeing Che Xiuhe approaching Jiang Wanwan and trying to gain her sympathy with his bandaged arm, Cui Nanzhu mocked him, "I was wondering who was so useless, it turned out to be you! You almost got Wanwan hurt. If Wanwan hadn't been carrying a gun, who knows what kind of injuries she would have suffered."

"After all, you are still useless."

Cui Nanzhu did not disguise his true face. His peach blossom eyes were cold and his handsome eyebrows were sneering gloomily.

The teardrop mole at the corner of the eye was shining, as if carrying an invisible mockery.

Che Xiuhe was not to be outdone. He curled his lips and responded with disdain: "Anyway, I was the only one with Wanwan at the time. My protection of her was much better than you sitting here and saying some meaningless words."

There was a fierce light flashing in his green eyes as he stared at Choi Nam-joo with obvious hostility.

Han Ji-hyun leaned on the sofa with her arms folded, watching the two people attacking each other and tearing each other's hair with indifference.

There was no fluctuation in his expression, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

After all, this is Han Zhixian's personality. He is always calm and self-controlled. If it weren't for Jiang Wanwan, he would not be the kind of person who would easily quarrel with others.

So at this moment, he just sat there quietly, watching the fight between the two with cold eyes.

But at this moment, Bai Yichen felt as if he was separated from several people in an instant. His vision became blurred, as if shrouded in a layer of fog.

He tried to concentrate, but the scene in front of him kept shaking, making him feel dizzy.

He held his forehead slightly, trying to sober himself up.

When Bai Yichen opened his eyes again, he found that Han Zhixian and Jiang Wanwan had disappeared.

The only people left on the sofa were Choi Nam-joo and Cha Soo-hyuk, who had gloomy faces after they came to their senses. They looked at each other, their eyes full of anger and dissatisfaction.

After a while, Jiang Wanwan and Han Zhixian came out of the room. Both of them changed their clothes.

The simple white dress made Jiang Wanwan's already beautiful face even more charming.

Han Ji-hyun's lips were not red, but were obviously stained with lipstick, which broke his usual cold image, and there seemed to be a hint of joy and tenderness between his eyebrows.

But Bai Yichen felt very cold in his heart.

In the middle of the night, Bai Yichen suddenly woke up. He turned sideways to look at Jiang Wanwan who was still sleeping beside him, and then he relaxed completely.

He sat up and pinched his tired brows, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash his face, looked at his handsome face in the mirror with slightly wet cheeks, and comforted himself that it was just a nightmare.

Wanwan will not abandon him.

But those melancholy eyes that even a mirror could reflect made Bai Yichen stunned for a moment. He reached out to wipe the mirror as if he wanted to wipe away the splashing water droplets on it, but the more he wiped, the blurrier it became.

He suddenly felt dazed. Would his relationship with Jiang Wanwan really get better and better, instead of becoming blurred like a mirror, and finally being unable to see clearly anymore?

It seemed as if he was trapped in his own world, or maybe... When Bai Yichen came to his senses, his wrist had been cut and blood was dripping into the sink.

In a trance, he seemed to recall the first time they met. Maybe it was because it was so cold at that time, but he still remembered it clearly now.

The white snow fell like goose feathers. Bai Yichen, who had just finished working at a convenience store, was preparing to return to his residence.

He tread carefully on the snow. His thin clothes seemed particularly cold under the cold wind, but his expression did not change at all, as if he had already gotten used to this feeling.

Bai Yichen lowered his head and walked slowly towards his residence.

However, after walking a few steps, a black car suddenly stopped on the side of the road.

Bai Yichen had seen many such cars before. They were very expensive. At least with his current financial situation, he probably couldn't even afford the gas.

A hint of self-mockery flashed in his eyes, and then he continued to move forward without hesitation.

At this moment, the car door suddenly opened, and a slender white hand stretched out. A black umbrella was opened, blocking the falling snow. A figure in a khaki coat walked out of the car.

As the woman's hand holding the umbrella handle slightly raised, her face under the umbrella was revealed. Her fair complexion, red lips, and a pair of upturned fox eyes were charming and attractive.

The white snow fell on Bai Yichen's eyelashes. The wind was so cold that it blew on his thin coat, but he didn't even notice it.

As if she noticed Bai Yichen's gaze, the woman under the street light holding a black umbrella hooked her hair by her ears, covered her mouth with her hands and smiled. When her eyes swept over him, she was seductive and alluring.

Bai Yichen's heart suddenly trembled. It was clearly palpitating, but the feeling that arose in his heart was not surprise, but dejection.

Meeting the person he likes at the wrong time, is this God's punishment for him?

Just as he suppressed his heartbeat and was about to leave, he heard the woman holding an umbrella with her back to him and asked with a chuckle, "What's your name? It's so cold, let me take you there."

If this was said by a man, he might think it was a hooligan, but if it was said by a beautiful woman, it would be a veiled invitation.

Bai Yichen stopped walking forward, his heart was beating fast and he was hesitating, maybe...

Finally, he got into the woman's car. As if she noticed his silence, the woman chuckled, "My name is Jiang Wanwan. You have a very special temperament. What's your name?"

"Bai Yichen."

He sat in the passenger seat, with his face tilted to the side, looking out the window with clear, melancholy eyes, because her reflection was there.

After the two of them arrived at Jiang Wanwan's apartment, Jiang Wanwan looked at Bai Yichen who walked in with his head lowered, and the corners of her mouth curled up, "You shouldn't regret it, right? If you do, I'll take you home."