After the disfavored female partner went offline, ten brothers went crazy

Chapter 683 Extremely Lucky
When Chi Hanjing calmed down, he realized that the act of holding Murong Qiao and crying just now had soaked a small piece of the clothes on the other's shoulders.

The dark wet marks were particularly conspicuous on the beautifully tailored white shirt, so that Chi Hanjing's face, which was already red from crying, became even more embarrassing.

She opened her hands lightly, took a deep breath of the cool night breeze, and her mind became clear. Then she met Murong Qiao's caring gaze, and felt that the sourness that had just receded in her eyes seemed to have a tendency to emerge again.

"Thank you." Chi Hanjing said again.

She didn't know how many times she repeated it, but as soon as she thought of Murong Qiao's action of saving her just now, she couldn't help but speak.

Murong Qiao shook her head, took out the handkerchief she was carrying with her and wiped the marks on her cheeks, so as not to be so embarrassing.

Murong Qiao's voice was very soft, yet gentle. "better?"

"Hmm." Chi Han nodded his head.

Although her eye sockets were still reddish, it made her feel much better.

The two girls stood at the entrance of Yunyue Hotel, shoulder to shoulder talking together, looking from a distance, they didn't know what they were talking about, and they seemed to have a good relationship.

Murong Qiao's white side face is paired with beautiful pearls on the earlobe, and the moment the corners of his lips slightly evoke a smile, ripples in people's hearts can be rippling.

Cen Qianmo, who had just finished discussing cooperation here, saw this scene.

He stood by the side of the car, originally planning to open the car door and sit in, but stopped when he saw a familiar figure, and watched Murong Qiao patiently comforting him without blinking.

"Mr. Cen?" the driver called him.

Cen Qianmo didn't respond, he looked at it for a long time, and finally replied belatedly.

"You wait for me here first." He said.

Seeing an acquaintance, it was Murong Qiao, Cen Qianmo originally wanted to go over to say hello, but at the same time, he also thought that the other person's thin body seemed to catch cold easily, so he considered whether to lend him his coat.

But when he stepped closer, he heard the faint cry and saw another girl wiping her tears.

This is not a good time to strike up a conversation.

The moment Cen Qianmo realized it, his footsteps also stopped, and then he stared deeply at Murong Qiao's thin back facing him, and couldn't help but clenched the coat in his hand.

He was standing in an obscure position, surrounded by many vehicles, and Murong Qiao's attention was on Chi Hanjing in front of him at the moment, so he didn't notice the other party's sight.

Murong Qiao waited for Chi Hanjing to calm down, then shook his phone at him.

"I booked a car for you to go back to the artist's apartment. After going back tonight, have a good rest and don't think about anything."

Her determined tone seemed to be able to soothe the panic in people's hearts, and made Chi Hanjing calm down immediately.

"I'll let Jiang Chi take care of the matter afterward. If you encounter any similar problems, tell him." Murong Qiao explained.

It's not that she doesn't want to be with him, but that after a while, Huo Yichen's car will arrive.

Chi Hanjing was a little embarrassed, "Well, I will."

Just a few words after the two of them had spoken, the reserved car arrived in front of them, and Murong Qiao sent him up.

Chi Hanjing got into the back seat of the car, closed the car door and couldn't help but look at Murong Qiao, and his eyes collided with each other.

Goodbye.

There was no sound through the car window, but Chi Hanjing could still read the other person's mouth shape.

So she waved her hand up in response.

Murong Qiao is a good boss.

The kind that exists in the sky and does not exist on earth.

At this moment, Chi Hanjing had such a cognition like never before.

She has spent a lot of time in the entertainment industry, so she naturally knows the company's routines, or the unspoken rules among the actors and actresses of the crew.

There are even companies that take the initiative to let artists do these things in exchange for better resources in this way.

But Murong Qiao is not like this, Chi Hanjing knew it in his heart.

When the other party pulled her without hesitation and made herself stand behind her, Chi Hanjing's heartbeat couldn't help but beat a few beats faster.

Even if she couldn't see Murong Qiao's face, just a back view made her feel extremely at ease.

The corners of Chi Hanjing's lips gradually curled up, and he suddenly couldn't help thinking.

I am really lucky.

As the speed soared, the car gradually narrowed its back, gradually pulling away from the starting point.

After staring at Chi Hanjing and getting into the car, Murong Qiao sent another message to Jiang Chi, which was a sigh of relief.

She touched the shoulder that was wet by Chi Hanjing's crying with some discomfort, and couldn't help shrinking her shoulder.

The wind at night also suddenly picked up, blowing with such momentum that even the trees standing nearby couldn't help but sweep off the leaves, and swept the pedestrians on the road with a chill.

Murong Qiao had no choice but to half-squat on the spot, trying to reduce the loss of heat for himself.

The little ball fell in the eyes of Cen Qianmo not far away, which made him take a step forward.

It's not gentlemanly to watch someone you like freeze.

Cen Qianmo also saw the girl leaving just now, so this is a good time to go over and say hello.

There seems to be a little warmth in my heart that is starting to agitate, which is especially obvious in this quiet and cold night.

So he went over—

"Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"

A helpless and gentle voice sounded above Murong Qiao's head in the next second.

When Murong Qiao heard this familiar voice, she didn't even think about getting up and raising her head to talk to someone, but after squatting for a long time, her eyes turned black when she stood up, she shook her body and fell into the man's arms directly.

The familiar Lengxiang enveloped her.

Fortunately, the blackness in front of his eyes was only for a moment, and Murong Qiao raised his head as soon as he recovered, "Achen!"

"Here." Huo Yichen replied calmly, hugged him and didn't forget to wrap the scarf he brought around Murong Qiao.

Murong Qiao let him play around, and stood there obediently. When Huo Yichen gave her the scarf and windbreaker, and took her hand and stuffed it into his pocket, he finally couldn't help showing a bright smile on his face. .

"Come on, go home."

Murong Qiao followed Huo Yichen briskly, and occasionally stepped on the falling leaves beside her feet, or her own silhouette under the street lamp.

Huo Yichen also slowed down, allowing himself to follow Murong Qiao's rhythm, never leaving his eyes from the beginning to the end, as if a silent tenderness spread from the two of them.

Cen Qianmo just stood between the car and the car, the coat that was supposed to be handed out remained in his hand, and he watched Huo Yichen lead Murong Qiao farther and farther.

The rising expectation is like a slam dunk that is suddenly intercepted when the game is heating up, making the shooter feel like a pot of cold water is coming, and suddenly his heart is also cold.

He was silent, watching the two walk out of his field of vision.

Still haven't been able to say hello.

The driver waiting for Cen Qianmo was humming when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening from the back seat of the car.

"Let's go." Cen Qianmo's voice came from the back seat, calm and calm.

The driver started the engine in response, but he couldn't help raising his eyes when he started, and looked at the man in the back seat through the rearview mirror above his head.

Cen Qianmo sat on the seat with his head slightly raised, with one hand covering his forehead, so that people could not see his eyes clearly, and he looked a little tired.

There was no humility with a smile on his face, and Cen Qianmo, who was silent at this moment, showed an inexplicable coldness, which made the driver look away after just one glance.

Mr. Cen didn't seem very happy, and the driver intuitively figured out the result.

(End of this chapter)