A drunken and greasy uncle with a wretched face was holding Yan Nian and laughing.
"Who are you? Let me go!"
Yan Nian thought about an over-the-shoulder throw and remembered that he hadn't practiced for a long time after getting married.
Now she was held by two hands and unable to move. The greasy man chuckled a few times, and his plump lips came close to her smooth neck.
Before he could get closer, he was thrown out by a man.
"Are you bullying a decent woman in broad daylight? Get out of here!"
Warm and clean voice, extremely firm.
He is a boy wearing a white coat, with delicate eyebrows, wheat-colored skin, slightly curly black hair, naturally curly, not very delicate facial features, but good-looking.
The greasy old man let go of Yan Nian and ran away.
"Well, thank you for saving me."
Yan Nian was still a little unresponsive, and his breathing was a little quick. After all, the scene just happened so fast.
The latter turned his eyes slightly, met her clear eyes, and curved the corners of his mouth.
"Yan Nian, long time no see."
Yan Nian was stunned.
This person is...
"Could you be Gong Jun?"
"I'm really happy that you still remember me, thank you."
Gong Jun was Yan Nian's senior in high school. During those three years of high school, Yan Nian never fell in love, but he had a crush on someone.
That person is Gong Jun.
Gong Jun is the webmaster of the radio station. He is in the same grade as her but in a different class. He has a magnetic and beautiful voice and a gentle and sunny expression. He always likes to wear a white shirt under his school uniform with a spotless collar.
Few girls can resist a clean and pure boy, and Yan Nian is no exception.
A girl's feelings are always poetry. Yan Nian has been secretly in love with Gong Jun for more than a year. She wanted to confess her love several times, but she heard from her classmates that Gong Jun likes little girls who study well, have temperament, and are virtuous.
Yan Nian thought about himself, and it had nothing to do with being good at studying, having good temperament, being virtuous and virtuous.
Afraid of being severely rejected, that feeling has been buried deep in my heart.
After graduating from high school and going to college, she met Wen Yu and started a new relationship. Gong Jun was also admitted to the Communication University in Ningcheng, but they only had a brief encounter, so they didn't have much contact after they turned eighteen.
Now the person he had a crush on was standing in front of him, and he still had that boyish face, which made Yan Nian feel a little dazed.
It's like going back to the past school days, green years and green people.
Campus time was very innocent, young and beautiful at that time.
"Yan Nian, can you leave your contact information? I think it is fate that I can meet you again today. I-"
Before Gong Jun finished speaking, a slender hand grabbed Yan Nian's wrist and pulled him into his arms domineeringly.
The man's hand slowly moved down to wrap around her waist, maintaining an exclusive movement, and then raised his eyes to look over.
His eyes were one part cold and one part murderous. The color of his eyes was pitch black. The murderous intent wasn't too strong, but it was full of oppression.
Like a knight walking on the edge of a sword, he was still killing one second, but the next second he curled his lips and smiled at you. His stunning face was filled with a lonely indifference.
"Madam, who is this?" Jiang Beiyuan raised his eyebrows and asked.
"oh oh,"
After coming back to his senses, Yan Nian quickly pointed at Gong Jun and introduced to Jiang Beiyuan:
"This is a friend of mine from high school, Gong Jun. I was harassed by a drunk just now, and he saved me in time. Gong Jun, this is my husband, Jiang Beiyuan."
(End of chapter)