Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 191 Help him again (1)

Invisibly, the awkward atmosphere gradually broke through.

Jumping from the red light to the green light, Long Beijue started the car, Qiao Luo packed the bag, and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

She leaned towards the man driving beside her and said softly, "I'll pick up Qiao Yuan the day after tomorrow."

After the words fell, the atmosphere that had finally warmed up fell to freezing point in an instant.

Long Beijue glanced at her distractedly, with a tense expression and no smile at all, "Are you still planning to leave Hwaseong?"

Qiao Luo pursed her lips, and after a while, she hesitated and said, "I..."

"Beep beep..."

The rapid honking of the whistle overwhelmed the noisy voice and came from the side.

Qiao Luo turned his head and saw a white car suddenly jumped out from the intersection on the left and was rushing towards them.

The headlights of the car flashed blindingly, she frowned slightly, and raised her hand reflexively to cover her eyes.

"Be careful."

Long Beijue turned the steering wheel, tilted the car, and evaded at a high speed.

However, it was still a step slower. The speed of the white car was too fast, and the front of the car brushed against their rear and collided slightly.

"boom--"

Long Beijue stabilized his figure, and his first reaction was to look at the people beside him.

He reached out to touch her head, and looked at her nervously, "Is it hurt?"

Qiao Luo shook his head, still in the usual shock, "It's okay."

After confirming that she was not hurt, Long Beijue heaved a sigh of relief, and looked back at the white car behind him, with displeasure bursting out of his eyes.

He opened the car door and got out of the car, with a bit of hostility in his steady steps.

As soon as he got close to the car, an urgent voice came from the car, "Lan Xi, wake up."

Lan Xi?

Long Beijue frowned, curled his slender fingers, and knocked on the car window.

"咚咚-"

When the car window came down, a tough and handsome face came into Long Beijue's eyes.

Duan, Fan.

He turned his eyes away, calmly taking into account the situation in the car.

I saw Duan Fan sitting in the driver's seat, and the person sitting next to him was unconscious, his pale face without a trace of blood, his snow-white clothes stained with scarlet blood, and he looked like he was about to die at any time.

Long Beijue also recognized that person.

Duan Fan's younger brother, Lan Xi.

When the eyes met, Duan Fan showed a bit of astonishment, he didn't expect that the car he hit would belong to Long Beijue.

After a brief absence, he quickly came to his senses, and rarely lowered his posture, "I'm sorry, Young Master Long, can I trouble you to take us to the hospital, Lan Xi is injured now and is in a critical condition."

This time, he was to blame for his carelessness. He was worried about Lan Xi's injury, and he didn't even know that the car had been tampered with.

Long Beijue glanced at the unconscious Lan Xi, his eyes were calm.

Before he could speak, a familiar voice came from behind, "Help him."

Before Long Beijue came back, Qiao Luo got out of the car and came to look for him.

As soon as he approached, he heard a familiar voice, and Qiao Luo could guess the identity of the speaker without looking.

She wanted to turn around and go back to the car, but when she heard the news of Lan Xi's accident, she had no choice but to walk over again.

Long Beijue turned his head and looked at her deeply, a little puzzled.

Qiao Luo avoided his sight, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "Help him once."

That person was Lan Xi, and she couldn't do nothing about it.

Long Beijue's eyes darkened slightly, and he caught a trace of anxiety in her eyes, and a sour feeling surged up, and he felt a little blocked for no reason.

He turned his head to look at Duan Fan, with a low tone, "What are you still doing, take him out of the car."

Hearing this, Duan Fan opened the car door, walked around to the other side, and quickly carried Lan Xi out of the car.

It was still the snow-white clothes in memory, but now there were scarlet bloodstains, Qiao Luo's heart sank, and a trace of worry flashed in the depths of his eyes.

As everyone knows, the subtle changes in her expression all fell into those deep black eyes.

Long Beijue's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and the light in his eyes flickered on and off.

Is she worried about Lan Xi?

Realizing this, his mood instantly fell to the bottom.

Without asking in a hurry, Long Beijue held her hand, "Let's go."

Qiao Luo withdrew his gaze, glanced at his profile from the corner of his eye, and keenly felt his depression.

Back in the car, Long Beijue started the car, and the speed reached the fastest.

"Lan Xi, if you hold on for a while, you'll be fine in the hospital. Don't fall asleep, wake up."

Duan Fan patted Lan Xi's face lightly, looking eagerly at the person in his arms.

"Lan Xi, don't sleep, wake up quickly."

Listening to the words from the back row, Qiao Luo was restless.

She looked up at the rearview mirror calmly, and Lan Xi's pale face came into her sight, and she couldn't help frowning.

How could he suffer such a serious injury in Huacheng? Could it be that something happened to Fengyun City?

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

Duan Fan opened the car door, suddenly thought of something, raised his eyes to look at the man sitting in the driver's seat, and said sincerely, "Master Long, please do me a favor, I will definitely repay this favor."

This is Huacheng, not Fengyun City. Lan Xi is seriously injured now. He can't wait, so he can only rely on Long Beijue's influence.

Long Beijue remained silent, and turned to look at Qiao Luo, as if waiting for her to make a decision.

Qiao Luo glanced at Lan Xi, and met Long Beijue's deep eyes, she still said, "Help him one more time."

After the words fell, the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

Long Beijue took a fixed look at her, then turned to look at Duan Fan, "Carry him down, I'll arrange other things."

Hearing this, Duan Fan glanced at him gratefully, and hurriedly carried Lan Xi on his back to get out of the car.

Immediately afterwards, Long Beijue opened the door and got out of the car, and made a call with his mobile phone.

Qiao Luo sat in the car, turned his head slightly, and looked at his back through the car window.

The night was deep, and the tall man's back lingered a bit lonely.

She was stunned for a moment, he seemed to have been emotionally wrong since just now.

Before she could understand, the man had already finished the phone call and walked up to her.

A deep voice fell on her ear, "Do you want to go in and have a look?"

Qiao Luo came back to his senses and shook his head lightly.

With Duan Fan around, Lan Xi should be fine.

Long Beijue's face warmed up a bit, he opened the door and got in the car.

He fastened his seat belt, started the car and drove off without a word.

On the way back to the hotel, no one spoke.

The atmosphere that had finally broken the ice fell into a stalemate again.

Qiao Luo said abruptly, "Long Beijue, are you angry?"

Long Beijue's eyes flickered slightly, and he said duplicity, "Is there?"

There was a hint of sourness in the calm tone.

Qiao Luo turned his head to look out the window, and said indifferently, "It's fine if you don't have one."

Long Beijue's heart stopped, and he panicked even more.

Instead of parking at the hotel entrance, Long Beijue drove directly into the hotel's underground garage.

Qiao Luo wondered, what was he doing in the garage?
Just when she was about to ask, the person beside her had already unbuckled her seat belt and approached her in a bullying manner.

Qiao Luo froze for a moment, leaning his back against the car door, unable to retreat.

"you……"

Raising her head, she bumped into his deep black eyes unexpectedly, his unique aura disturbed her mind.

(End of this chapter)