BOSS actually has a crush on me

Chapter 12
As soon as An Ruixin approached, she heard these noisy discussions.

The steps under his feet suddenly stopped, and he looked sideways as if feeling something, and saw a gray-haired old man sitting on the ground and moaning.

The old man seemed to be in his early sixties, wearing a Tang suit, and he couldn't see the old man's face clearly from a distance, but he could hear his pain at the moment from the old man's groans.

However, the aunts around the old man turned a blind eye, stayed away from talking, and pointed at the sitting old man.

An Ruixin frowned. Although she was not a saint who loved the world, she also felt that these people were a bit too much.

Especially, looking at this old man, An Ruixin suddenly thought of her grandma.

The grandma who loved her more than her parents, but because of an accident, she was not sent to the hospital for treatment in time and died.

Something in An Ruixin's heart was touched, her eyes flickered a few times, and she walked quickly towards the direction where the old man was.

Seeing that someone dared to approach, and she was still a young girl, the aunts nearby couldn't help shouting: "Miss, don't go over there, be careful of being blackmailed."

"That's right, you have a good heart, and we can see that you want to help others, but in this world, if you help others, people may not thank you."

There were endless noises in my ears, but An Ruixin ignored them.

Hurrying to the old man's side, An Ruixin didn't dare to touch it casually, so as not to cause secondary harm to the old man, so she first asked in a low voice: "Old man, where did you get hurt?"

The old man was in pain for a long time, finally saw someone approaching, and replied angrily: "Leg, leg hurts, I can't stand up."

An Ruixin breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that it was just a leg pain, and leaned over to put the old man's hand on her shoulder.

Hearing the old man leaning against her ear, crying out in pain, An Ruixin's heart also lifted, and she comforted her in a low voice: "You lean on me, and I will take you to the hospital. Bear with me, you will be fine soon .”

"Ah."

An Ruixin helped the old man move to the side of the road step by step, and hailed a taxi to drive to the nearest hospital.

After An Ruixin sent the old man to the hospital, she helped him pay some medical expenses in advance, and asked the nurses in the hospital to contact the old man's family members.

After confirming that the old man only had a broken leg and that his life was not in danger and his family members were rushing over, An Ruixin didn't delay, and drove to the audition place in a car.

At this time, it was already past ten o'clock, An Ruixin didn't have time to think about anything else, she hurriedly filled out a form, received the sign from the staff outside, and rushed inside, but didn't think she hadn't rushed inside yet Then I met an acquaintance.

"Hey, you..."

An Ruixin was pulled back suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the person who was pulling her, with a puzzled face: "Who are you?"

Song Ying's face turned dark when she heard An Ruixin's words, and said with a sneer, "Miss An is really a noble person who forgets things! We just met a few days ago, how did Miss An forget me in a blink of an eye?"

How many days ago?Could it be that time in the box, when there was this woman in that room?

The doubts on An Ruixin's face were too obvious. Seeing this, Song Ying's anger became more and more intense, and her words became more aggressive.

"Miss An came here today to audition for "Kongtong Que"? Be careful, Miss An's tricks used by Dong Zhao are useless to him. Not only are they useless, but they will backfire. If Miss An regrets it, there is still time to go back now."

An Ruixin heard the sarcasm and sourness in Song Ying's words, and then suddenly remembered that the woman in front of her was the female celebrity who was by Zhao Shiming's side in the box that day.

That day, this person was robbed of his chance to be a leader in the unspoken rules, no wonder his tone was so sour.

(End of this chapter)