Stubborn Love of a Roguish Scion

The protagonist left, and everyone in the banquet hall looked at each other. Who is that woman? Let Young Master Bo fight with another man?

And, what's more important! !

That strange man really looks like Mr. Ai.

At this time, everyone turned their attention to Mr. Ai again. The more they looked, the more they looked like each other. Everyone discovered this problem.

Could that man be the eldest son of the Aikeqiwei family? ?

The more everyone thinks about it, the more they think it is possible! !

Ai Ke Yuxiao naturally noticed this problem, and his father's attitude was also revealed. He couldn't help but frown.

"Master Ai..."

Seeing him stand up, King Lanta quickly followed suit.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." King Lanta said tentatively while looking at Master Ai's face.

"Our master is going to rest." Si Yi said.

Soon, King Lanta arranged for a servant to take Mr. Ai down to rest. This noisy banquet could not go on anymore, and it was getting late, so they had to disperse.

…

"Hiss~" Mo Jiangye, who was sitting next to him, stared coldly at Bo Jinyan, the murderous intent in his eyes never disappearing.

Ye Erruo looked at him and immediately became as if nothing had happened.

Bo Jinyan sat upright and unbuttoned his sleeves, ignoring Mo Jiangye's glare.

"Young Master, the medicinal wine is here."

Bo Jinyan said quickly: "I won't bother Xiaoruo in the front where I can touch it. There should be bruises on my back. Can you help me rub the medicinal wine on it?"

"No!!" Mo Jiangye roared.

Let her look at other men's bodies? How could he allow it?

Bo Jinyan looked at Ye Erruo seriously with his deep eyes: "I'm inconvenient, please help me."

Facing his pleading eyes, Ye Erruo couldn't refuse even if he wanted to. It was just a matter of rubbing the medicinal wine with a little effort, and it was Mo Jiangye who hit him first and injured him.

Seeing her moved expression, Bo Jinyan said to the servant: "Put down the medicinal wine."

"yes."

"I said no, Ye Erruo." Mo Jiangye was very unstable now, so he grabbed her wrist and pulled her over.

"I'm hurt too, you see."

"Let the servants handle it for him," Bo Jinyan said.

"Fuck you, Ruoruo is my girlfriend now. You should help me apply the medicine. You should let the servant help."

"..."

Mo Jiangye took off his shirt to reveal his masculine upper body and put the medicinal wine into Ye Erruo's hand: "Help me first, you are my girlfriend."

"Brother Jin Yan, please ask the servant to help you first." Seeing Mo Jiangye's body covered in bruises and purples, she almost felt distressed to death.

The pain in my heart felt like needle pricks.

"Sit down." Her eyes were filled with distress, worry and a hint of panic.

Mo Jiangye sat down obediently and glanced at Bo Jinyan triumphantly: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is the difference between a fiancé and a boyfriend."

The irony is obvious.

This ugly man with no moral integrity licked his face and followed Ruoruo. He stayed in the same room with them. He licked his face and refused to leave. He even licked his face and asked Ruoruo to give him medicine. , why doesn't he die?

If his woman hadn't been there, he would have beaten him to the point where his own mother wouldn't even recognize him.

"What are you looking at?" Mo Jiangye gave him a proud and contemptuous look.

"..."

In this battle, although Mo Jiangye was also injured, Bo Jinyan clearly had the upper hand. Mo Jiangye's injuries were nothing compared to him.

But in Ye Erruo's eyes...he was really seriously injured.