At the edge of the banquet hall, Sun Xi sat in his wheelchair, calmly watching the guests in the hall chatting and laughing. His parents, his future in-laws, all wore satisfied and appropriate smiles on their faces, and for a mont, he felt helpless.
"Changsheng, get a glass of water."
Changsheng thought that with so many people, nothing would happen to the young master, so he answered quickly and left.
Just then, the small chandelier overhead suddenly fell down, striking straight at Sun Xi’s head. The chandelier plumted quickly in his eyes, and his pupils were cold as ice.
This unexpected event stunned everyone. That lamp was entirely made of glass, and if it fell, it would be fatal. Young Master Sun couldn’t walk; it seed inauspicious.
Fan Weiying saw this scene, her eyes widened instantly. She broke free from Yun Ya’s hand and dashed forward.
But given her distance, it was too late to rush over. No... no... he absolutely couldn’t be hard. She didn’t know why she was so anxious. Now she couldn’t afford to think about it so much. All she knew was, Sun Xi couldn’t die...
Sun Xi suddenly looked over at her, his handso and pale face showing a gentle smile, so clean, so satisfied...
"No...."
She saw his lips moving, as if he wanted to say sothing. So distant mories ca through the cracks of ti, entwining around her nerves like vines. She couldn’t think deeply about it now; at this mont, she had only one thought.
He must not die.
Seeing the chandelier about to hit Sun Xi’s head, she nearly broke down in distress. Suddenly, a shadow rushed out, kicked Sun Xi’s wheelchair, toppling him and the wheelchair onto the ground. "Boom," the crystal chandelier crashed onto the floor, making a huge roar.
It was conceivable that if this chandelier had hit a person’s head, blood would have scattered everywhere.
Though falling on the ground was better than being hit by the chandelier, Fan Weiying knelt beside him hurriedly helping him up: "Are you hurt?"
Upon support, she realized he was so thin.
Sun Xi shook his head, stood up with Fan Weiying’s help, turned to look at her face, raised a hand to wipe her tears, "You cried."
Fan Weiying was startled, suddenly took a step back, naturally letting go. Sun Xi lost support and was about to fall to the ground, but quickly she held him, Sun Xi leaned on her, his hands naturally encircling her waist.
Fan Weiying froze, then she realized he was so tall. Among won, she was considered tall, yet he was much taller than herself, making him appear even more emaciated.
"Yingying, trust , I will treat you well in the future."
She didn’t have ti to respond before Sun’s father and mother hurriedly rushed over.
Yellow Hair quietly left, seeing that Yan He had already silently approached the target.
Yan He moved with lightning speed, grabbing the woman’s shoulder and instantly subduing her to the ground. The woman scread in panic, "What are you doing?"
The man was shocked, reaching to hit the woman making the move. Yan He turned and kicked the man away, pressing the woman below with his legs, quickly rifling through her bag.
No dangerous items.
She frowned, sothing was wrong.
Yam Lin charged over in shock and anger: "You are bold to the extre, I will call the police to arrest you now...."
Just at this ti, sudden screams rose from the crowd. Yam Lin blankly raised his eyes, reflected in them was the fast-falling crystal chandelier, the whole person sowhat dazed...
In an instant, all the crystal chandeliers fell, smashing toward the crowd below, and above Yun Ya’s head was the most dazzling large crystal lamp in the center.
The descent speed was too fast; she simply couldn’t dodge. Yun Ya thought she might et her end here. Who was behind this? Was it to kill Sun Xi? Or her?
Even if she dodged, where could she go? All the falling chandeliers ford a circle, enclosing everyone at the banquet. She could dodge one, but not the next.
Just as she was about to be hit by the chandelier, suddenly soone grabbed her into an embrace, rolling to the side. The man’s warm breath sprayed in her ear, making her heart instantly burn. The two rolled onto the ground, the man’s hand tightly pressed against her back, holding her head firmly in his embrace, his body hot and strong, like a mountain pressing on her, her heart suddenly surged with complete safety, her hands tightly encircling his waist.
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