When the scumbag saves the love-brain villain

Bian Shao found that after he said those words, the car instantly became quiet and silent.

The man lowered his eyes coldly, and motioned Bian Shao to grab his wrist: "Release."

Anyone with a discerning eye should stop here.

"Why don't you continue?" Bian Shao still smiled, as if he couldn't see the indifference of the person in front of him.

"Because we've arrived." It was the driver who broke the confrontation between the two of them. The middle-aged man respectfully said this sentence carefully, "You can get out of the car."

Bian Shao: "..." Have your toes ever fought for three bedrooms and one living room?

Crazy digging.

After a while, he calmed down, opened the car door, swung his long legs, and stepped on the ground.

The banquet was held at the Royal Garden Hotel, which is located at the core of financial shopping in the capital of country A, and all the dignitaries came.

There are a lot of flowers on both sides of the gate, like a bustling night scene.

Bian Shao subconsciously glanced at his casual shirt and costume, raised his eyebrows, got back into the car, and asked, "Am I a bit shabby?"

The man's legs are ill, and the driver and the housekeeper are still struggling to carry him to the wheelchair.

"I'll come." Bian Shao said.

Just as he was about to move, he just put his hands on the man's legs when he heard a slightly urgent voice in his ear: "My husband doesn't like being touched by others..."

Is that so?

Bian Shao's hand froze in the air, but was held down when he was about to withdraw it.

"Okay." His voice was low and sweet.

Unexpected joy.Bian Shao couldn't help laughing: "That's why I'm special—ah poof!" He sneezed.

Bian Shao rubbed his nose: "I'm sorry, maybe someone called me shabby in the dark."

Hearing this, the man frowned and did not raise his eyes.On the contrary, from the housekeeper's point of view...

can not?It was so shabby that the wind blew and shivered.

The butler smiled and handed over a suit jacket: "Mr. Bian, it's cold, put it on."

Bian Shao bowed his head to take the brand new and high-end suit jacket, put it on, and thanked him with a smile.

The housekeeper said: "You don't need to thank me, these are my husband's clothes."

Bian Shao was stunned.

He remembered that beauty Xiao An had a cleanliness freak, and it was serious.

So on the first face, his fiancé made a pretty good impression on the beauty?

Bian Shao thought he should show off.So he quickly changed the position of the car door, leaned down slightly, and grabbed the man's leg.

When you get close, you will find that the man is tough on the surface, but in fact his legs are numb and mutilated.

Bian Shao pursed his lips, hugged him firmly, and put him on the wheelchair.He asked the housekeeper quietly: "Is there no way to cure it?"

Bian Shao could notice the tight resistance and disgust of the man's body when he stretched towards those legs.

"I haven't found a solution yet." The butler shook his head, with regret in his eyes.

After finishing speaking, the butler thought that this handsome man with peach blossom eyes would show disgust or pity like everyone else, but he was just a little stunned.

Then he laughed, walked forward quickly, and took the driver's seat: "Let me push."

The housekeeper counted dozens in his heart, to see how many seconds the marshal can push away this handsome Alpha with boy group makeup on his face.

After all, Marshal is different from those delicate and beautiful omegas, but he is notoriously disgusted with Alpha.

However, no.

The man closed his eyes and meditated, perhaps because of the faint moonlight shining on him in the dark night sky, the sharp profile of his side face unexpectedly became much gentler.

The butler was dumbfounded.

He is now the same as the housekeeper in the romance president's article, and he really wants to catch up with Shao Biao and say: "My young master hasn't laughed for a long time. You are the first Alpha that my young master brought home."

No, no.

The marshal will throw him into the army to give him an iron-blooded education.

The housekeeper was punched hard by reality and woke up.

……

When Bian Shao really entered this restaurant, he really understood what is called class difference and what is called the collision of different classes.

Furnished with royal luxury, everything is a treasure.

Everyone in the hall was dressed in formal attire, smiling and toasting, full of interests.

The moment they pushed open the door, those people all turned their heads and stared at them. When they saw the man in the wheelchair, there was fear and contempt in their eyes.

Who doesn't know?The Reichsmarshal is disabled, a cripple.

He used to be like a god, majestic and inviolable, with a cold chill.All worship Him as believers.

But after falling into the abyss, everyone felt that he had become lonely, indifferent and cruel, which damaged the image of the empire, and hated him extremely.

Bian Shao walked ahead without a trace, blocking all eyes.

Until he walked to a big white soft sofa, Xiao An said lightly: "You just sit here."

There were children on the big sofa.

Bian Shao: "...Okay."

Well, anyway, he can't get into the social life of the upper class, so it's better to stay quiet and avoid trouble.

So he sat down quietly, chatted and played with the children, and watched the man go up to the second floor, as if he was discussing matters with an extremely important person.

Before leaving, Xiao An seemed uneasy, and handed him a gun.

Yes, a real gun, with bullets.

Bian Shao's hands were heavy, and the people around him were suffocated for a moment.

In the lobby of the hotel, although he is the marshal of the empire, is it really okay to do this in full view?

Bian Shao gritted his teeth: "You are affecting my social life. They will talk about me behind my back..."

Xiao An rarely raised his eyebrows, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Then hold their heads against them and let them speak face to face."

There was coldness and cruelty in his eyes when he said this.

It was only then that Bian Shao finally felt the man's disposition to treat life as nothing that he had developed from fighting on the battlefield since he was a child...

It seems that human life is just a leek, which needs to be cut by him.

He pursed his lips.

Xiao An thought that he would be afraid, so his excited expression turned cold in an instant, and he wanted to say something.

Unexpectedly, Bian Shao showed his face with a smile: "Baby, you are so hot."

Xiao An: "..." Actually, you are the one who criticizes like crazy, right?

A member of the upper class who accidentally passed by or came to toast:!excuse me.

They turned around and left, still shocked as they walked: the imperial marshal looked abstinent and indifferent, and actually liked this style...

"I love you so much." Bian Shao is still going crazy here.

In the end, the housekeeper forcibly blocked his mouth.

"Don't offend my husband!"

Bian Shao could only watch helplessly as the man turned the wheelchair and left, the housekeeper also let go, walked away with disgust on his face, feeling lonely and cold.

But there is no loneliness for two seconds.

A blond and blue-eyed handsome young master suddenly rushed in front of him, his face full of anger, and asked him: "Why did you snatch my brother Xiao, I am the one who is engaged to him!"

Empty, lonely and cold Bian Shao: "..." Come to life.

He braced his chin.

So suddenly, is this the prince that the royal family arranged for Xiao An to marry him for Marshal version 2.0?

At first glance, it is spoiled, and it smells like a bear child's milk.

Bian Shao was indifferent, holding a gun: "Maybe it's because I'm handsome."

Prince: ...heart attack.

He originally wanted to severely humiliate this poor Alpha who was in a boy group, but he didn't expect that when he saw him today, this Alpha's face was exquisite and handsome, his eyes were full of peach blossoms and affectionate, it was indeed a rare beauty.

Even for a moment, he couldn't refute.

But soon he saw Bian Shao's suit jacket again, which was——

In any case, he never imagined that a person as indifferent and noble as the Marshal of the Empire would give clothes to others, and he was also a poor Alpha who couldn't make it to the stage in the boy band.

"You vixen!" He cursed with red eyes.

Bian Shao: "????????"

Come on, the gun can't be suppressed.