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"Damn it!" The man cursed irritably and grabbed Xu Wenqian's arm hard, "Let me wake up, for him, what the hell are you like!"

Xu Wenqian looked at him blankly and let him roar in his ears.

She didn't want her efforts and changes to be wasted for so many years, and she was unwilling to accept it.

"Haoxian, help me." Xu Wenqian grabbed the man's hand powerlessly and kept trembling.

"Damn it! I said, that's the last time!"

"No! Haoxian, you will help me, right?" Xu Wenqian's tears were like beans, and her eyes were full of prayers.

Yes, it's a prayer.

For the sake of that man, she actually put down her arrogant self-esteem and begs him for help!

"Qian!" He, who has always been extremely gentle to her, exploded at this moment, "I order you to forget him. Forgot him! Forgot him damn it!"

The man's angry eyes and roaring expression were like a furious lion.

He protected her for ten years, and she only had that man in her eyes.

At this moment, she was crying with her head in her arms and felt sarcastic in her eyes.

It seems that one day in the future, he will have such a result.

Her world never gave him a little room to gain a foothold. Even if it was a little bit, there was no...

But he was damn willing to offend the man for her again, and unreasonably asked her to help her enter the hospital smoothly, thus exposing himself to the man's sight.

"I don't want you to be in such pain. Can you forget him?" Tears were always a catalyst. He couldn't bear to see the face covered with tears.

"No! I can't forget it, I can't forget it..."

If she could forget it, she should have forgotten it a few years ago. She didn't want to have such a miserable day.

If you can really forget it...

A little hope in the man's heart disappeared after he could not forget that sentence. He let go of her, laughed mockingly, took out a cigarette, and started smoking quietly.

She can't forget it, just like he can't let go...

The crying in the car ranged from howling to gradually sobbing until the cry stopped.

There were a lot of wiped tissues in front of her, and next to her were people who kept handing over tissues.

After calming herself down for a while, putting away her excitement, Xu Wenqian slowly spoke, "Haoxian, can you help me again?"

The man frowned slightly with a beautiful brow, took a deep breath of cigarette, and remained silent.

"Haoxian, is that okay?"

The man was still smoking deeply, and the only thing that responded to her was the pungent smell of smoke in the air.

"Haoxian, please don't do this?" A pair of slender hands grabbed his arm, "You are the only one who can help me now."

Mo Qingxue said that thing to her that day, and she had no face to ask her for help again.

The only person who can help her is the man in front of her, the British royal prince Yi Haoxian.

"Okay, since you don't help, I'll find a way myself." After saying that, I wanted to open the door.

Yi Haoxian's face, who had no words, finally had a change in expression, and he locked the car door without leaving any trace.

Xu Wenqian tried hard to clamp the car door, and the more she broke, the more she became, the more irritable she became.

After a long time, she gave up and kicked the car door hard.

Looking at Yi Haoxian with a firm look, Xu Wenqian blushed and said, "If you don't want to help me, let me leave!"

The man killed the smoke in his hands, with confusing eyes and complicated expressions.

Finally, he spoke, "I'll help."
Chapter completed!
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