After wearing the book, the male protagonist and I are mortal enemies.

Chapter 71 The Moment I Met Her

The inch-headed bodyguard was startled, and ran out of the door in a panic, not forgetting to close the door.

The room is bright, but there is some shady air.

Qiao Yue looked at Qi Shengyu who was wearing a formal high-end suit but had nowhere to vent his anger, and then looked at the pair of flowered slippers that he bought at a small stall, feeling funny.

What kind of strange visual impact is this?
The more Qiao Yue looked at it, the more she wanted to laugh, she burst into tears, but she couldn't hold back in the end, and let out a "puchi".

Qi Shengyu frowned and turned around. The little girl was bent over, her shoulder blades trembling.

"What are you laughing at?" He had a bad tone at the end of the day.

Qiao Yue laughed so hard that her stomach ached, she stretched out her hand, and spoke a little vaguely: "...You give it to me."

Qi Shengyu remained motionless.

She slowed down and explained clearly: "Although these slippers are made of plastic, it's not impossible to wear them. I think they look pretty."

After speaking, seeing that the other party hadn't moved, she stood up and wanted to get the pair of slippers, but Qi Shengyu suddenly lifted the whole bag up.

Qiao Yue didn't understand what he meant: "President Qi, give it to me!"

"It's easy to make people laugh when you walk out of my place." Qi Shengyu remained expressionless, "I'll ask them to buy another pair."

Qiao Yue: "..."

This damn president wants to save face!
"My skirt is long enough, it's hard for them to find it."

Qi Shengyu remained silent.

Qiao Yue clasped her hands together, and said, "I'll be more careful when I go out later, so I won't embarrass you."

Qi Shengyu gave her a cold look.

Qiao Yue took the opportunity to grab his collar, stood on tiptoe, and stretched out her hand to take the bag.

It's a pity that the man's arms are long, and he climbed to a higher place. Qiao Yue couldn't touch any side no matter whether he tiptoed or took off.

She was a little annoyed.

Gee.

No matter what, at worst she will walk barefoot!
Qiao Yue threw off his collar, but she fell forward unsteadily, threw herself on the man, and hugged his waist by the way.

"..."

"Pounding—"

Through a thin layer of clothing, Qiao Yue didn't know whether it was her heart beating or Qi Shengyu's, it was very disordered.

All she knew was that if she jumped down in such a mess again, she would not be far away from death.

She raised her little head, without seeing the other person's movement clearly, his hand dropped to cover her eyes, and then he took her to the sofa and sat down.

The hot breath sprinkled on her cheeks, the man almost gritted his teeth, and ordered in a cold and hoarse tone: "Dare to open your eyes, don't even think about getting out alive tonight!"

Qiao Yue didn't know why she had offended this old man again, instead of cooperating, she just nodded in genuine fear.

Qi Shengyu left her side, took out the band-aid from another bag, tore open the package recklessly, and knelt down on one knee to hold her little foot again.

What did Qiao Yue realize, who is Mr. Qi, how can he help her, a grass-roots person, to deal with the wound on her foot?
She hurriedly said, "Mr. Qi, I'll come..."

"Shut up!" Qi Shengyu's voice was cold, his eyes were burning with anger, but also... lust.

Qiao Yue closed her eyes tightly, not daring to speak.

Qi Shengyu suppressed his emotions, his cold face rolled with turbulent waves, but he put the bandage on her injured heel with incomparable gentleness.

I don't know how long it took, and there was no movement around her. Qiao Yue slowly opened her eyes. The lounge was still bright, but she seemed deserted here alone.

She stood up and looked down at her two little feet.

Band-aids were pasted on the heels, and the pink, tender, and flowered crystal slippers of plastic products were worn on her fair feet without any sense of disobedience.

This also means that Mr. Qi has compromised.

But man, where did he go?
The [-]th floor rooftop of Jinsheng Entertainment.

A valuable black mask seems to have been discarded, hanging on a flower pot beside it.

It was the hottest time of summer, there was no wind, the man was leaning against the handrail with his tie messed up, behind him was the bustling night market, and there was an ashtray at his feet with countless cigarette butts inside.

Qi Shengyu held a cigarette between his fingers, most of his handsome face was covered in white, and his pitch-black phoenix eyes were hidden in it, only the red light from the cigarette end melted.

He took a puff of the cigarette, and the calmness he usually maintained by relying on the spread of nicotine to his internal organs disappeared at this moment.

I took Guo Xu's vacation tonight, otherwise, even if I was afraid of his cold eyes and crackling mouth, I could tell how bad smoking is.

Qi Shengyu pinched the center of his brows, turned around, and looked around, the night view of City A was too charming.

He has always believed that in such a place, in the commercial battlefield, what is talked about is money, power, desire...

Everyone wants to climb up, and those who stand on the high ground on the bloody road are enduring the crisis of being tricked, making a wrong step, and being lonely at the same time.

Qiao Yue.

A clever little ghost with a big smile.

When did it start.

Maybe it was at the airport in the early morning, or maybe it was tonight, or it was more likely from the first time I met her.

The moment I tried my best to restrain my emotions, all my previous efforts were wasted the moment I saw her.

……

Department Store in Chengdong District, City A.

Qiao Yue changed into casual clothes, and according to the message Wen Ning sent her, she arrived at the designated place to pick her up and go to the airport together.

The plane at [-] o'clock in the morning, back to Yuncheng, will be filming early tomorrow morning.

There are several snack streets near the department store. This point is the dinner time for most wage earners, and this is their night world.

With a "ding dong", Wen Ning sent another message, Qiao Yue looked at it, and Wen Ning said it would take half an hour.

Half an hour later, it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

Qiao Yue has never been a person who can relax, so she turned the text message volume to the loudest, and casually walked to a snack street.

In the noisy night market, people come and go, she has a whim, she lined up a line that could squeeze people into meatloaf, and finally bought a cup of pearl milk tea, but the slippers are different from sneakers after all, crowded in the crowd, almost twisted foot.

This slipper is not that slipper.

The pair she is wearing now are the black thick-soled flip-flops she newly bought on the road.

After all, to match her current cool casual clothes, she must not wear those pink slippers, otherwise she will really become a spiritual girl.

The road behind can be described as a sea of ​​people. Qiao Yue looked forward, good guy, there was no way to see the road ahead, it was full of people.

In a short time, she couldn't get out, but how could she be trapped by this formation.

Qiao Yue bravely chose to walk into a dark alley, wondering if she could take a shortcut.

She didn't know if she took the shortcut, but she saw a light in a dark place.

It seems to be, the back door of a bar.

A few unprovoked men were standing not far away, smoking, waiting for something.

Immediately, the person they were waiting for came, and an unconscious girl was brought out through the back door by two waitresses.

"Big brothers, this is a gift from Miss Tong to you."

When the girl was picked up by a man with an iron chain around her neck, Qiao Yue saw her face, and a pearl stuck in her throat.

Qiao Niannian?!

(End of this chapter)