PFC Chapter 395: Be Firm
Chapter 395: Be Firm
Huo Yan turned around and looked at Ji Wuwei, smiling brightly:
"I'll be fine..."
The words were still floating in the air when he slid down. When his left leg moved away, his center of gravity was unstable and he fell to the ground with a "bang".
"Hi..."
Huo Yan's brain was shocked, and his arm felt numb from the pain.
Ji Wuwei slid over on his wheels, circled Huo Yan half a circle before he came under control, squatted down, and helped Huo Yan up.
"Are you ok?"
Ji Wuwei's eyes were filled with heartache, but he didn't show much on his face.
Huo Yan was stunned by the fall. Looking at Ji Wuwei, she had no idea it would hurt so much...
"like……"
As soon as Huo Yan spoke, tears came out and her lips twitched. She couldn't hold it back. It really hurt.
Ji Wuwei took her hand and held it, and after a long while he managed to utter a few words:
"I told you not to come by yourself, but you insisted..."
It seemed that she was also stunned by the fall. Her whole body was smashed on the concrete floor. How could it not hurt?
She has suffered so much, how could Ji Wuwei have the heart to say anything more to her?
He took Huo Yan's hand, blew on it, and then rubbed it.
This is completely different from what his uncle did. If it were Zhuang Zhoucheng, he would definitely give him a scolding.
Even if Huo Yan was injured in the fall, Zhuang Zhoucheng would immediately ask her to admit her mistake and promise not to make the same mistake again, and only then would he give her some warmth.
Who wants to be bullied by someone all day long?
"Can we go?" Ji Wuwei asked her.
Ji Wuwei had already taken off her roller skates. She was still wearing double-row roller skates, while Ji Wuwei was wearing inline skates, which were much harder to control than hers.
Huo Yan nodded. Seeing the heartache in Ji Wuwei's eyes, her heart softened inexplicably, and she felt warm and touched.
This is the feeling of being loved by everyone.
"I'm fine. I raised my head when I fell. It's nothing, don't worry." Huo Yan said with a smile.
This is a subconscious action because I want to protect my face.
What Zhuang Zhoucheng liked was that her face was pretty and she couldn't let it be ruined.
Ji Wuwei pulled Huo Yan up, and Huo Yan gritted his teeth and held on.
Ji Wuwei looked at her expression and sighed:
"Can I carry you on my back?"
Huo Yan hesitated and shook his head. "No, I can leave. Everyone here is paid by your uncle. If someone sees this and tells your uncle about it, I won't be able to explain it."
Ji Wuwei looked at her, wanting to say something but stopping himself. After a long while, he finally sighed and said:
"Oh well."
He helped Huo Yan out and changed his shoes.
Ji Wuwei felt a little guilty, as he took the blame for Huo Yan's fall.
"I was ready to go back, but I fell down..."
Ji Wuwei sighed, the accident that could have been avoided, still happened, blaming him,
"I don't blame you. Don't blame yourself. It's my own problem." Huo Yan continued.
This was the second time he had said this since he came out, which made Huo Yan feel a little uncomfortable.
I really don't blame him. It's not her fault. It's really her own problem.
Ji Wuwei pulled Huo Yan and sighed again. He came here specially to accompany her, but she fell down so badly.
"I'm worried about how you're going to explain this to my uncle when we get back. The servants in the villa shouldn't say anything more after your warning, but how are you going to explain yourself when you get back injured?"
If he was discovered today, it would be difficult for him to see her again and bring her out in the future.
Ji Wuwei frowned and stood in the wind looking at Huo Yan.
Huo Yan looked at Ji Wuwei. His gentleness and affection were something his uncle didn't have...
To be honest, Huo Yan hates himself now.
She didn't know how to calm herself down. If she continued to waver like this, it would not be good for anyone.
Huo Yantou buried his cigarette:
"So, don't come to me anymore."
You say cruel words, but it is your own heart that hurts.
Her heart was so sad.
"You go ahead, I can go back by myself."
Huo Yan pushed Ji Wuwei's hand away and limped away.
Ji Wuwei looked at her from behind and whispered:
"My uncle won't come back so early. He always stays with the family to celebrate the New Year..."
"I want to go back. I still have to wait for him. He promised me that he would come back early." Huo Yan said seriously.
Ji Wuwei clenched and unclenched his fists, then clenched them again, his eyes icy cold. She was clearly his, so why...
Ji Wuwei came out on a motorcycle and returned to the dealership on the motorcycle.
It had already darkened, and the village had decorated its house with lights and colorful lanterns. No matter how the times changed, the village's New Year's Eve was always the most grand and was celebrated according to tradition.
All branches of the banker family would gather at the banker's old house at the end of the year.
During the Republic of China, the banker would invite an opera troupe to perform on this night. Everyone in the banker's household would gather together, pay their respects, and then sit back and enjoy the show and the sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner.
Now that the big show has been replaced by the Spring Festival Gala, the dealers will still fill the house.
The younger generations went to celebrate the New Year and sat aside after receiving red envelopes. The adults talked about superficial things, and once the banquet started, there were tables of wine one after another.
Therefore, it is really not easy for Zhuang Zhoucheng to extricate himself from such a situation.
One reason is that all the elders and friends of the Zhuang family are here, and the other is that one always has to have a few drinks with peers and toast to the elders.
Today is different from the past, we cannot leave halfway.
Huo Yan returned to the villa, took a bath, found the medicine box, applied medicine to the injured parts, and then went downstairs wrapped in thick clothes, preparing to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year.
The Filipino maid had already prepared a sumptuous dinner according to the menu and called Huo Yan several times, but Huo Yan did not move.
The little Filipino maid was very hungry.
Huo Yan finally said:
"Then you should eat something first. I have to wait for the gentleman. He may be on his way."
How rude would it be if she started eating first?
Huo Yan watched the evening party begin and found it quite enjoyable. Skits were her favorite, but there were too few of them this year.
Huo Yan didn't look at the time, but his mind was already heavy and his eyelids began to droop automatically.
When the familiar melody at the end of the party sounded, Huo Yan was shocked to realize how late it was.
"Hasn't come back yet..."
Not back yet.
He said he would come back soon, but he hasn't come back yet.
Huo Yan stood up, stretched his stiff body, and called out to the little Filipino maid, only to find that she had already fallen asleep.
Huo Yan entered the dining room and looked at the table full of uneaten food. She bit her lip and tears rolled down her cheeks.
She doesn't like the feeling of being alone, doesn't like...