Wen Xiaoyun couldn't help but make a little calculation.
With her many years of experience in drawing comics, Yinnuo's appearance order and character design are more inclined to be the second male lead.
The Bai Yao whom I met by chance before has money, status, and a group of masters as his subordinates to support his appearance. He has the aura of a domineering president, and is more inclined to the setting of the male protagonist of this comic.
Of course, this judgment mainly depends on her own aesthetics.
Although Yinnuo is also very handsome, after all, it is her childhood aesthetic. After entering the society, she prefers a high-end, majestic and mysterious character setting like Bai Yao.
The protagonists of several of her popular comics are also of the Bai Ya type.
"Nuo'er, kneel down." Huangfu Lianyi walked straight towards Wen Xiaoyun and said to the young man behind him without looking back.
The boy with the knife hesitated in his steps, his face full of confusion, "Mother, why is this?"
Huangfu Lianyi glanced coldly sideways, "The Wen family are not only cousins of the Yin family, but also the saviors of the Yin family. Now that the Wen family is in great danger, you are sent to save people, but you are more serious than the pursuers. It shows that you are resentful. . But no matter what the reason is, taking advantage of others' danger is not what a gentleman would do.
Our Yin family will never do such unjust acts of repaying kindness with enmity and taking advantage of others. Since you have done these things, you must dare to bear them. "
Wen Xiaoyun was stunned on the spot.
What's the meaning?
She didn't die at the hands of Jin Yiwei yesterday, but she almost died at the hands of this rescuer?
Aren’t the Yin family the most trustworthy family friends of the Wen family?
Could it be that the power the Wen family offended was so powerful that even reliable family friends turned against them?
The more she thought about it, the more terrifying she felt, and she unconsciously moved to the end of the bed.
If the situation goes bad and her bare feet fly out of the window, can she still find a way out?
Listening to his mother's heart-wrenching accusations, Yin Nuo's face suddenly turned cold, and he cast his sharp eyes at Wen Xiaoyun like a knife, "What the mother is reproaching is that the son also thought of this before he stopped. The mother can punish her son however she wants. Okay, but one thing is that the son will not admit his mistake. The son takes action to avenge his sister, and shows mercy out of kindness. The son is not wrong."
As he spoke, Yin Nuo took a step forward and knelt on one knee. The hand holding the handle of the knife was tightly clenched, and his joints turned pale. Zijun will hit you once!"
Wen Xiaoyun swallowed in fear, why did Wen Zhuyun still have a grudge against Sister Yinnuo?
When he saw that Yin Nuo was not a good person, and when he thought of how many powerful Jin Yiwei had been killed by him at once last night, Wen Xiaoyun felt hot sweat dripping from his forehead.
"Yunnan No. 10, you haven't fully introduced the relationship between the characters. Come out and make up for me." She called for help urgently in the brain waves.
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Wen Xiaoyun uttered one word with great sadness, "Get out!"
It seems that no outsider can be trusted, and at the critical moment, you can only rely on yourself.
Wen Xiaoyun, whose brows were almost twisted into a knot, decided to wait and see the reaction of Yin Qianhua and his wife first.
When Huangfu Lianyi heard what Yinnuo said, his stern expression suddenly froze.
After being startled for a moment, she looked away sadly, "Some things are not as simple as you think. Jun'er is not to blame for Xian'er's matter."
Yin Nuo raised his head suddenly and gritted his teeth, "I am your son, and Yin Xianxian is your daughter. What secrets are there that you cannot tell me? If your son really wronged Wen Zhuyun, he will bear the brunt of his guilt."
"Those things -" Huangfu Lianyi frowned and explained, but in the middle of the sentence, all the words were stuck in his throat, his eyes flickered, and it seemed that it was difficult to say another word.
