Chapter 17 - If You Still Can’t Accept Comfort Like This, I Can Go Deeper (1/2)

Liang Zixuan said indifferently, ”It's fine. Just treat it like a dog bite.”

This little girl didn't take herself seriously.

The more persistent she was, the more Han Yuanjun felt sorry for her.

He looked at her. He didn't know why he was so concerned about her. He usually resented women who took the initiative to throw themselves at him. At this point, however, he desperately hoped that Liang Zixuan could pretend to be wronged and jumped into his arms to ask for comfort.

However, she didn't.

Han Yuanjun gritted his teeth in anger for an inexplicable reason. ”Don't you think my shoulders are wide?”

Liang Zixuan froze for a moment. She subconsciously looked at his shoulder. She didn't know why he suddenly asked such a question.

She was about to answer when he asked, ”Is it not enough for you?”

”Puff ...” Liang Zixuan almost vomited out blood as her face flushed.

Han Yuanjun, what did you mean by that?

Could it be that he felt wrong that she didn't want to lean on him?

Liang Zixuan hugged her guitar tightly and pouted. ”Why should I rely on you?”

Han Yuanjun groaned, ”Don't all women need wide shoulders to lean on?”

Could it be that she felt his shoulders weren't broad enough?

It wasn't that Han Yuanjun was boasting. He felt that not only was his face pretty, but even his shoulders were also wider than any man. He felt absolutely safe.

When the other women saw him, they couldn't help but stare at him like he was a peach blossom. They pretended to be quails and wanted nothing more than to jump into his arms.

He didn't even bother to spare a single glance at them.

It just so happened that he had suddenly become interested in Liang Zixuan, but in the end, she didn't even take him seriously.

How could he not feel depressed?

Liang Zixuan rubbed her nose. ”You don't have to treat me like other women because I don't feel wronged.”

In contrast, only people from the Wei Family and Hou Yingyi suffered.

When Han Yuanjun heard her words, he was furious. He felt that she hated him.

Glancing at Liang Zixuan from the corner of his eyes, Han Yuanjun suddenly raised his right hand, supported her head, and pushed it to his shoulder without saying a word.

Liang Zixuan almost fell into his arms. She struggled to get up but was held back by Han Yuanjun's dominating gaze.

”Young Master Han!” She gritted her teeth angrily, ”Can you concentrate on driving?”

Han Yuanjun glared at her coldly, ”I can concentrate on driving with one hand.”

Liang Zixuan was so furious.

Who would forcefully comfort someone, regardless of whether they were willing or not!

She cursed him in her heart.

Han Yuanjun's voice suddenly became softer as he whispered into her ear. ”Deng Hui called to say that you have returned to the Wei Family. I didn't even have my dinner and immediately drove here. I'm afraid you'll feel wrong when you come home, but I'm also afraid you'll know about the matter between Hou Yingyi and Wei Xiaoqing.”

He came to calm her down.

Liang Zixuan felt as if something had pierced her heart and a dull pain befell her.

She admitted that she felt terrible and that she had never received such concern in both her lives.

However, this person was Han Yuanjun. Liang Zixuan felt that she couldn't afford to offend someone like him, nor could she afford to play with him.

Although she didn't know how he knew about her, she didn't want anything to do with him.

She smiled, but her heart was restless. ”Thank you, but I don't need comfort.”