When the scumbag saves the love-brain villain

Chapter 69 The Marshal of the Empire, He's Not in Love Anymore

Bian Shao still tried his best to get up, and accompanied his marshal to the hospital for a physical examination.

There were people coming and going in the corridor of the hospital, doctors and nurses were busy working, a girl with double ponytails in a striped blue hospital uniform suddenly walked and stopped in front of Bian Shao.

The young man was sitting on a seat in the corridor, dozing off with his head slightly lowered, his occasionally raised face was wearing a black mask, revealing extremely fair skin.

Very outstanding figure and temperament, some peeps, but no one is as bold as the girl with double ponytails.

The light in front of his eyes was blocked, and Bian Shao woke up quickly. He rubbed his eyes, confused: "What's the matter?"

"You are sideways, right?!" The girl with twin ponytails widened her eyes, lowered her voice, and restrained her excitement.

Bian Shao Tianling was blacked out. He didn't expect that fans would recognize him even if he wore a mask to cover himself tightly. For a moment, he subconsciously stood up and walked out: "You recognize the wrong person."

"I wouldn't have mistaken you even if I was wrong, by the way, you like to wear colorful shirts!" The girl with double ponytails was thinking about her autograph, and she would not let him go, so she hurried after him in two or three steps.

Bian Shao didn't want to spread the news about Xiao An's coming to the hospital, so he had to stride out, trying to get rid of that fan.

Finally, Bian Shao turned to the underground parking lot of the hospital, and only then did he completely get rid of him. He didn't expect a girl with such good physical strength, so he was exhausted, bent over and panting heavily.

The phone in my pocket started vibrating again.

Xiao An: [Where are you? 】

Bian Shao slowed down for a few seconds.

Bian Bian: [I was chased by fans to the underground parking lot, you put on your mask first, wait at the door, I will drive out to pick you up. 】

Xiao An replied with "um", and then there was nothing else.

After a while, the sun was shining brightly. At noon, Bian Shao saw the man in a wheelchair looking down at the documents at the entrance of the hospital. He got out of the car and ran over, pushed and carried him into the car.

There was no paper in the car, so Xiao An wiped the sweat from Bian Shao's forehead.

"Dirty." Bian Shao quickly grabbed that hand and rubbed it on his clothes twice.

After wiping, he couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and put him on the co-pilot, and asked with a smile, "Where's your cleanliness?"

Xiao An was expressionless, and was taken aback, "How do you know that I have a cleanliness?"

He has been on the battlefield several times, and he has been killed. Blood and other things have all covered him. No one knows that the Imperial Marshal actually had a cleanliness a long time ago, and he hated the smell of blood and corruption.

Bian Shao was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to say "I guessed it". After all, Xiao An's little hobbies and dislikes were all in the previous few worlds.

But these three words obviously couldn't dispel the doubts of the Marshal of the Empire.Bian Shao thought quickly for a few seconds, then smiled and said: "You don't know? I have been in love with you for a long time. I know what you don't like, and I know your little hobbies."

Xiao An: "..."

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he said indulgently: "Stop making trouble."

Bian Shao didn't expect that the Marshal was gradually assimilated by him and said "La", the hands holding the steering wheel began to tremble in an instant, and he started to drive, saying: "Your tone is obviously to induce me to continue to make trouble."

The two were talking and laughing, and before they knew it, they arrived at a strange and prosperous place, which was a villa in the center of the capital.

Bian Shao frowned, and he found that there were already many middle-aged men and women in suits and evening gowns standing outside.

The faces of those people were familiar.

"Have I seen them somewhere..." Bian Shao muttered, suddenly seeing Xiao An's half-smile expression, he knocked on his forehead.

"This is the politicians on the news!"

Bian Shao noticed something was wrong, he became serious, staring at Xiao An: "This is not an ordinary family gathering."

To be honest, Bian Shao is usually a fool, and rarely has such a serious moment.Xiao An pinched his ears, "In Xiao's house, there have never been any family gatherings."

The Xiao family has a part of royal blood, and some of them are used to playing tricks and forming cliques.

They want money and power, they want supreme honor.

Only now did Bian Shao realize the indifference and cruelty of kinship in the upper class, Xiao An thought he would be afraid, after all he was just an ordinary Alpha, pure and clean, but Bian Shao just shook his head a little, and then said.

"No wonder you don't let me interfere with your family." There was even a hint of relief in her tone.

Xiao An's face became tense, and finally he couldn't hold back, and knocked Bian Shao on the head: "Do you think I'm drawing a line with you?"

"Isn't it? You were..."

The two of them were about to say something more, but the car window was knocked suddenly, the smile on the corner of Xiao An's mouth gradually faded, and when he rolled down the car window, he saw the middle-aged Alpha bent over and respectfully said: "Patriarch Xiao has been waiting for a long time. "

It took Bian Shao a long time to realize that the middle-aged Alpha was a dedicated goalkeeper. Although he looked inconspicuous, under the black clothes were powerful arms and a body.

It really is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Entering the living room, most of them were dressed in formal clothes, but Bian Shao was wearing a floral shirt that attracted unkind eyes from most people.

They felt that the little white-faced Alpha brought back by Xiao An was too arrogant.

But Bian Shao didn't know at all, wow, if he knew that this was a serious banquet, he would definitely dress up to attend...

Now he can't help but be cautious, on the contrary, Xiao An looked indifferent, raised his eyes to look at the nervous Bian Shao, and suddenly held his hand.

"With me, you can walk sideways."

This sentence was like a reassurance pill, completely calming Bian Shao's turbulent heart.

And something cold was stuffed in his hand, making him look down, it was even more reassuring.

In his hand was a pitch-black gun.

All the celebrities and politicians responded with disbelief: How about you play?The last time I attended your engagement banquet, you drew your guns, you were so proud, will you come this time? !

"..."

Bian Shao's eyes were very complicated, and he felt that he was very much like a woman in a back house in ancient times, the kind who relied on the power of her husband's family to run amok.

But it's cool.

So Bian Shao readily accepted the gun, and when he was about to put it away in his cuff, a deep and deep voice called his name from behind: "This is Mr. Bian?"

Bian Shao turned his head subconsciously, and saw a short middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes looking over with a wine glass, with a serious and indifferent expression, who was actually very similar to Xiao An.

It's just too tall.

Even if Bian Shao has never seen Xiao An standing up, he only needs to estimate Xiao An's legs in a wheelchair, and he can imagine that Xiao An must be more than 1.9 meters tall when standing up.

But the one in front of him stretched to death by more than 1.6 meters.

"Uh, how are you, Uncle?" Bian Shao thought for a while and greeted.

"Xiao An didn't tell you about me?" The short middle-aged man seemed to be stunned for a few seconds, then swung his wine glass and said slowly.

At this time, Bian Shao heard the politicians around him shout respectfully: "Master Xiao!"

Bian Shao: ...I am too difficult.

As soon as we met, I mistook my father-in-law.

In other words, this Patriarch Xiao is different than he imagined. In his mind, the Patriarch Xiao who plays tricks should be a tall and powerful noble man, but now it seems...

The middle-aged man was a bit shorter than him, swinging the wine glass, he was not extravagant, he only looked small and svelte.

"Father-in-law, hello," Bian Shao didn't know what to say, he knew that Xiao An didn't have a good relationship with his family, and the "father-in-law" was just a scene, so he asked awkwardly, "Where's mother-in-law? Why didn't you see..."

He admired this mother-in-law quite a bit, and felt that this mother-in-law should be quite tall, otherwise...uh...it would be strange to have a son who is more than 1.9 meters tall.

Unexpectedly, when he asked this question, just as he finished speaking, Patriarch Xiao looked a bit colder, and said: "Mrs. Xiao has gone mad again, so it's inconvenient to see outsiders."

Bian Shao fell silent. He carefully glanced at the man in the wheelchair next to him, and found that Xiao An's fingers holding the handle turned white instantly, and his eyes were extremely suppressed.

"You hit her?"