Gu Yangyang felt that the other person was holding her hand very tightly.
"Leave a way out in everything?"
The boy seemed to smile, very faintly.
He raised his chin slightly, his eyes falling on the people in front of him, with an innate sense of arrogance and oppression.
"Mr. Chong, after my parents died, I have been kept outside..."
"So for all these years, no one taught me what 'leaving a way out' means... and I have already sworn in my life that if I can come back here again, there will be no possibility of 'leaving a way out'..."
He said this calmly and even smiled at the old man in front of him. His innocent look made it impossible to tell that such unruly words came out of his mouth.
After a moment's silence, Chong Lao sighed and said, "Wen Xia, I know you have always been concerned about your parents' past..."
"Old Chong." Wen Xia interrupted him with a cold look in his eyes, and curled his lips, "For the sake of the entire Chongzhai, I respectfully call you 'Old Chong'..."
"No matter what, after so many years, some aspects of Chongzhai should have changed... If you really want to persuade others to leave a way out, then you shouldn't persuade me, but ask those who killed my parents why they didn't leave a way out... Don't you agree, Old Chong?"
The atmosphere suddenly froze, and the old man's originally relaxed face now looked a little tense.
His chaotic teeth became sharp, and he looked at the young man in front of him with unspeakable scrutiny.
"Wen Xia! How do you talk to Old Chong like that?!" One of the middle-aged men standing behind the old man couldn't help but criticize him.
However, the next second, his face suddenly twisted, and he fell to his knees on the ground with his hands covering his abdomen, tossing and turning in great pain...!
The natural suppression between the poisonous insects cannot be defied. Even a person like Wen Biao cannot resist it, let alone a person who is not as good as Wen Biao and his son.
Wen Xia watched the man rolling on the ground in pain with cold eyes. There was no fluctuation on his face or in his eyes. He just sneered coldly: "How dare you dare to come forward like this? You are such a fool who is not afraid of death!"
Gu Yangyang had never seen Wen Xia like this before, cold and ruthless, with ruthless and sharp means...
She also never knew that Wen Xia's parents were murdered by someone... and it was very likely that someone in the Insect Village killed them, and this person even still lives in the Insect Village...
After returning here, Wen Xia not only has to face the old customs of the Insect Village and the oppression and calculations of those who covet the position of the young master, but also has to secretly look for the person who may have killed his parents...
Gu Yangyang couldn't help but purse her lips, suddenly feeling that she was a little too naive.
Since she came to the Insect Village, under Wen Xia's arrangement, she lived a fulfilling and happy life almost every day. Because she was happy, she thought that Wen Xia was probably the same... However, what she didn't expect was that while she was enjoying happiness alone, Wen Xia took all the pressure on herself!
Even though their relationship might be opposed by the Insect Village, he carried it on his shoulders without saying a word...
"......"
Thinking of this, Gu Yangyang felt a little uncomfortable.
She pulled away Wen Xia's hands that were covering her eyes, and after regaining her sight, she stared at the person next to her.
She looked at the boy who was half a head taller than her, and in his eyes there was concern and heartache that she herself did not even notice...
"Wen Xia, I want to face it with you..."
She said it softly, little knowing that just this one sentence would create waves in the boy's heart!
Wen Xia looked at her steadily, his eyes more serious and solemn than ever before.
He understood what this sentence meant.
This means that she is willing to accept everything about him, everything here... Even if the result is not what she expected, she is willing to face it with him...
"Yangyang I..." he opened his mouth.
After hearing these words, his eyes were filled with surprise and joy, but he opened his mouth and could not say anything...
What if... all this is fake?
As if a bucket of cold water was poured on him, Wen Xiagang's excited heart instantly cooled down.
The look he gave Gu Yangyang was extremely complicated, filled with entanglement and forbearance.
The reason why he was afraid was that no one would know that the girl who was standing next to him, leaning on him obediently, with her eyes full of him, had been bewitched by him!
"Yangyang, are you telling the truth...?" he asked.
"Of course it's true." Gu Yangyang nodded.
Wen Xia pulled the corners of her mouth and showed her a familiar and brilliant smile, but Gu Yangyang felt that there was not much real happiness in this smile...
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......
Wen Xia didn't want Gu Yangyang to be exposed in front of this group of people for too long, so he suppressed his thoughts for the time being, took Gu Yangyang's hand and prepared to leave.
In front of this group of people, he was used to being arrogant and crazy, so he didn't wait for anyone to react, and he took Gu Yangyang away...
Xiaoqiu and Xiaojin looked at both sides, and finally hurriedly ran after them.
The rest of Chong Lao and the others stood where they were, watching the four people gradually walk away and disappear...
Wen Biao's face was pale and ugly, and he had not yet recovered from the severe pain.
Watching Wen Xia leave safely, he looked resentful and unwilling: "Old Chong! Wen Xia is so outrageous! He doesn't even take you seriously! Do you want to..."
As he spoke, viciousness flashed in his sinister eyes!
Chong Lao narrowed his cloudy eyes, his old and loose skin covering most of his eyes, but the cold look in his eyes fell on Wen Biao, which still made his spine shiver...
He immediately stopped talking, lowered his head, and didn't dare to speak again.
In fact, if Wen Xia brought him submission and oppression, then the man in front of him brought him fear and trembling from the bottom of his heart...
"He is the young master, and you are just a villager. What do you want to do to him? What can you do to him...?"
Old Chong spoke slowly, his tone calm as if he was stating a very ordinary fact, which made Wen Biao look embarrassed immediately.
He gritted his teeth, hating it in his heart, "Yes, what Old Chong said is..."
Old Chong withdrew his gaze from him and looked at Wen Heng, who was standing beside him with a dazed look on his face. A hint of ambiguous light flashed in his confused eyes.
He then said to Wen Biao: "Instead of staring at him all the time, you and your son should focus more on your own affairs..."