Urban Hidden Dragon

Chapter 793: The Dog That Bereaved
Meng Jiao said in a daze, "You...why are you here?"

The unexpected situation gave her emotions a break for the first time.

Zhao Dong didn't answer, but instead asked, "How are you? Are you injured? Stand up first!"

"Try it, can you still move?"

Meng Jiao quickly regained her senses, turned her head and wiped the corners of her eyes.

When she turned her head, the previous strangeness had long since disappeared!

Meng Jiao pushed him away and said, "No need, this is my business, you don't need to worry about it."

As she spoke, she stubbornly wanted to stand up alone.

Zhao Dong ignored her resistance and directly helped her up.

Meng Jiao stood firm and pushed Zhao Dong away.

When the producer saw Zhao Dong, he sneered, "Okay, it's better if someone is here, so hurry up and pack up the things."

Before leaving, an arm was blocked in front of him.

The producer looked at Zhao Dong, "What do you mean?"

Zhao Dong narrowed his eyes and said indifferently: "Pick it up!"

The producer asked back, "What did you pick up?"

Zhao Dong pointed to something on the ground, "I'll let you pick it up!"

The producer scolded: "I fucking picked up your sister..."

Before he finished cursing, Zhao Dong grabbed his wrist.

Immediately afterwards, there was a piercing force!

The producer's face changed in pain, and he yelled, "Damn it, you fucking want to do it?"

"Come on, call the security guard, call the security guard here!"

Zhao Dong's hands became stronger and stronger, "Okay, it's no fun just calling the security guards over, I'll just call the reporters over together."

"I would like to ask, what crew are you?"

"Treating an actor like this, what about your public morals and conscience?"

The producer was a little lacking in confidence, "Who do you think you are? You can call a reporter just by opening your mouth?"

Zhao Dong did not shy away, "I am friends with Liang Xiao, I believe she should know many reporters."

"If you don't believe me, I can call right now!"

Seeing that Zhao Dong didn't seem to be joking, the producer became a little flustered.

He is just a small producer, and as Liang Xiao is a well-known host in Tianzhou, it goes without saying that he is important.

Especially today's matter, no matter how you say it, it will be disgraceful after all.

How dare he make things worse?

The producer turned around and glared, "Why are you still standing there, pick up the things quickly!"

The two hurriedly packed up and handed the things to Meng Jiao.

Only then did the producer look at Zhao Dong, "Can you let go now?"

Zhao Dong ignored it, "Apologize!"

The producer blushed, "Apologize?"

Zhao Dong looked at him, "That's right, apologize to Miss Meng!"

The producer stared, hesitated and kept silent, and the scene became a bit stalemate for a while!
Fortunately, at the critical moment, Meng Jiao spoke up.

She scolded: "Zhao Dong, have you had enough trouble?"

Zhao Dong didn't answer.

Meng Jiao took a deep breath, "I told you last time that I don't want you to meddle in my affairs, why do you keep disturbing my life again and again?"

"Let me tell you again, now, I have nothing to do with you, I hope you can stay away from me in the future!"

With that said, she picked up her things and strode away without looking back.

All the group performers gave way one after another, and then whispered to each other.

Zhao Dong's fist clenched suddenly, and then slowly let it go weakly.

He glanced at the producer and warned: "Forget it today, let me see you bullying her in the future, and I will make you regret it!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Dong quickly chased after him.

……

Outside the film and television city.

Meng Jiao dragged her suitcase and walked in a daze.

Her mood is terrible, especially now, she feels like a lost dog, kicked out of the crew.

The most absurd thing was that Zhao Dong saw the embarrassment this time all the time.

And because of Zhao Dong's strength just now, he and Feng Tao's Liang Zi are considered to be married.

It was foreseeable that she might not be able to take any roles in Tianzhou Film and Television City in the future!
If you can't get a play, it means you can't make money!

If there is no money, how will she live in the future?

A deep sense of powerlessness surrounded Meng Jiao, and her footsteps became heavier and heavier until she was stopped by someone.

Zhao Dong said in a deep voice, "Get in the car!"

Meng Jiao raised her head, looked behind Zhao Dong, and said sarcastically, "Why, Zhao Dong, you came here to show off to me?"

"Okay, if you have money, you can drive a Mercedes-Benz!"

"Tell you, I, Meng Jiao, don't need your charity, let alone your sympathy!"

With that said, she was about to bypass Zhao Dong.

Zhao Dong pulled him back and repeated: "Get in the car, I'll take you back!"

Meng Jiao pushed the person away, and raised her voice, "I told you, there's no need for it!"

"Zhao Dong, can you stop pestering me?"

"You don't have to worry about my business!"

"Also, you don't owe me anything, and I don't need you to repay the debt!"

Without saying a word, Zhao Dong snatched the suitcase from her hand and put it directly into the trunk.

Then he opened the co-pilot's door and carried him up.

When he got back into the car, Meng Jiao was unusually quiet.

All the way in silence, Zhao Dong drove the car directly to Meng Jiao's rented community.

Meng Jiao looked out of the car window, and sneered mockingly, "You even know where I live, so it seems that you came here just now to find me?"

"Zhao Dong, how long have you been premeditating? Didn't you waste your time?"

Zhao Dong didn't answer, got out of the car, opened the door for her, and took off the suitcase.

Meng Jiao took a deep look at Zhao Dong, this time she didn't refuse, but walked ahead to lead the way.

A very old high-rise residence.

The lobby is dim, and it looks like it should be a commercial and residential apartment. On the wall are advertising light boxes and telephones of various express hotels and hourly rooms.

Squeeze into the elevator, there are still many people.

Meng Jiao pressed the floor, but did not speak.

Small advertisement stickers are everywhere in the car.

Especially the smell, the smell of sweat, the stench of garbage removal, and the smell of various takeaway meals.

Finally, we got to the floor.

Meng Jiao walked in front, Zhao Dong followed silently.

The corridor is long and dark, and the voice-activated lights flicker on and off.

The originally wide corridor was half blocked at this moment.

There are electric cars being charged, quilts and clothes being dried, and people cooking in the corridor.

Into the nose are all kinds of unpleasant taste, food smell, musty smell, damp smell.

Zhao Dong is no stranger to this kind of environment. In comparison, the living environment in ** District may be even worse than here.

He just couldn't connect Meng Jiao with the scene in front of him.

The Meng Jiao in my impression is intellectual and elegant.

Full of taste and yearning for life, he behaves casually.

And the Meng Jiao right now is like an ordinary woman who is busy running around for her life and her dreams, her fairy spirit is gone.

Zhao Dong couldn't figure out what kind of trouble she had encountered and why she had fallen to this point?

Inexplicable emotions that cannot be relieved and have nowhere to dissipate.

Soon, Meng Jiao stopped, took out the key, and opened the door.

The moment she opened the door, she hurriedly avoided her sight, and her expression became a little unnatural!

(End of this chapter)