Turns out I'm just mosquito blood

early morning.

Qiao Wan'an got up and went downstairs, only to see He Xiran sitting leisurely on the sofa drinking red wine alone, while the housekeeper bowed slightly and stood aside.

Chu Yan was going to work as usual, so He Xiran stayed at Chu's house logically. Qiao Wan'an thought, He Xiran would probably spend the rest of his life here with Chu Yan Anan, if he wasn't here to be an eyesore.

He Xiran didn't seem to have seen him go downstairs, and was still chatting and laughing with the housekeeper.

He Xiran always has such a charm that everyone can't help but like him and get close to him, even the housekeeper who is usually as indifferent as a robot treats him and Yan Ruise.

Qiao Wanan had an unpleasant encounter with him last night, so he didn't take the initiative to talk to him, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast by himself.

Opening the refrigerator and seeing some quick-frozen dumplings inside, Qiao Wanwan boiled water in the kitchen.

When the dumplings came out of the pot, he had just mixed the ingredients and filled the soup, when He Xiran jumped out from behind, "I'm so hungry, I haven't eaten yet, is there any share for me?"

Qiao Wan'an was taken aback. Looking at his nonchalant appearance, one could not help but suspect that the dispute last night was all an illusion.

Qiao Wan'an was a little embarrassed, because usually no one would cook him breakfast, and he also thought that the servants would definitely prepare a hearty breakfast for Chu Yan and He Xiran in advance, so he subconsciously felt that He Xiran had eaten it.

He didn't want to make an ugly fight with He Xiran over a trivial matter, so after hesitating for a moment, he handed him the bowl of dumplings, "Here you are."

He Xiran was also polite, and took it with both hands.

Qiao Wan'an thought he was holding it steady, but who knew that the next moment the bowl was suddenly overturned, and the hot soup was spilled on the two of them, and He Xiran's slender and white hands turned red in an instant.

"what!"

The butler rushed in quickly, saw the scene in front of him, twitched his forehead several times, and glared at Qiao Goodnight, "What did you do!"

Qiao Wan'an panicked, "No, it's not me..."

He Xiran gasped in pain, "It hurts so much."

"What's wrong?!" The maids ran in in a panic, "Oh, Mr. He's hand!"

For a moment, several eyes of condemnation looked at Qiao Wan'an. Qiao Wan'an was also splashed with a lot of soup, and he was also in a state of distress, but facing their gazes, he could only subconsciously explain, "I didn't do it!"

No one believed him, and no one cared about him.

The housekeeper and servants rushed to give He Xiran cold water, ice packs and scald medicine. Qiao Wan'an was also severely scalded, but she could only stand in the corner, blowing carefully on her red hands.

His hands were already full of cuts and scars, as well as red and swollen chilblains. After being poured with hot soup, a layer of skin on his face was lifted, revealing bright red tender flesh faintly.

The hot soup was sprinkled on the wound with salt, as if it was roasted on the fire, and it was like thousands of ants gnawing on the wound, causing pain to the bone.

Especially where the ring was worn, the hot metal directly touched the skin, as if it was going to roast his poor piece of meat, but Qiao Wan'an still endured the pain and was reluctant to take it off.

Qiao Wan'an wanted to explain to them many times, but they didn't let him get close to He Xiran at all, as if he was a dangerous person who would poison people under their noses in the next moment.

After a while, the door was opened.

Qiao Wan'an looked at Chu Yan who rushed in angrily, her eyes lit up, as if she had grasped the last ray of hope.

When Ayan is back, Ayan will definitely listen to his explanation.

He hurried over, "Ayan, I..."

"Snapped--"

Qiao Wan'an couldn't stand still, and was staggered by the slap. Unexpectedly, Chu Yan stepped forward and slapped him indiscriminately. Chu Yan was obviously very angry, and the slap made him dizzy.

"Good night, Qiao! You are becoming more and more lawless! Who gave you the courage to do this to A Ran?"

"His hands are used for drawing, are you trying to destroy him?!"

"I didn't..." Qiao Wan'an barely supported her body, trying to reach out and grab him, "Ayan, I really didn't do anything...you believe me..."

"Ayan." He Xiran called softly.

When Chu Yan heard the call, he immediately walked to He Xiran.

Qiao Wan'an stared blankly at her empty hand, but she couldn't catch him after all.

Chu Yan squatted down in front of He Xiran, held up his swollen hands and blew gently, feeling very sorry for him, he received a call from the housekeeper not long after he left the house, and he turned his head abruptly and came back immediately, but still It was late, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left you with him."

Qiao Wanan's pupils shrank suddenly, what does Ayan mean?Does it mean that he will harm He Xiran?

"Ayan, I really didn't want to harm him. He Xiran knew it. He said he wanted to eat dumplings, so I handed him the bowl. It was just an accident. I didn't intend to harm him..."

Qiao Wanan looked at He Xiran pleadingly, hoping that he could speak a fair word for him.

"Lie! Ah Ran never liked eating dumplings!" Chu Yan was furious.

Qiao Wan'an froze in place, looking at the disgusted looks around him, as if he was some heinous sinner.

Even though Chu Yan treated him coldly for so long, he never felt so panicked as he is now. He anxiously asked He Xiran for proof: "You clearly said that you didn't have breakfast, and you asked me to give it to you... The butler heard it too."

The housekeeper looked cold and solemn, and said truthfully: "Mr. He said that you might have misunderstood him before, so I wanted to apologize to you before going to the kitchen."

As for what they said in it, he didn't know.

"That's enough!" Chu Yan almost laughed angrily, "You want to drag someone into the water with your mouth full of lies?"

"Good night Joe, you make me sick!"

Disgusting... Is that how Chu Yan sees him?

The light in Qiao Wan'an's eyes gradually dimmed and shattered, and tears kept rolling in her eyes.

And everyone couldn't feel any sympathy for him, they just watched with cold eyes and mocking faces.

That's right, some people just stand there without doing anything, with a hat off, and no one will even give him a chance to appeal for injustice, he is unpardonable.

He finally understood that here, no matter what he said or did, it was wrong.

"Go back to your room and stay. You are not allowed to come out when Aran is around." Chu Yan's tone was gloomy, and he didn't even want to look at him again.

Qiao Wan'an didn't say anything else, the moment she turned around, tears could no longer be held back, and wet her entire cheeks.

He suddenly felt that he was wearing a heavy shackle, and walked up the stairs step by step, like an old man on the verge of death, every step seemed to exhaust his strength.

He Xiran looked at his leaving back, smiled secretly in his heart, turned his face away, but smiled softly at Chu Yan, "Ayan, it's okay, I believe good night is not intentional."

He Xiran was obviously a victim, but he was so tolerant. He was injured, and he was afraid that he would punish Qiao Wanan too much.

Chu Yan felt sour. No matter how many years passed, He Xiran was still as kind and beautiful as he remembered.

This is his lover, not the vicious substitute who is full of lies.

He couldn't help but stepped forward and hugged him, "Don't say any more, I said, I will protect you."

Chu Yan comforted He Xiran, ordered the housekeeper to keep Qiao Wan'an under strict supervision, and then hurriedly left for the company.

He Xiran didn't expect Qiao Wan'an to be sidelined like this, and felt a little boring.

But what puzzled him the most, and what made him most unwilling, was that no matter what Qiao Wan'an did, Chu Yan had no intention of divorcing him, but judging from Chu Yan's attitude towards Qiao Wan'an, it was obvious that he hated him very much That's right.

But it doesn't matter, if you rob him of his things, he will snatch them back bit by bit from Joe Goodnight...